im gone ♡⃛ bloo x female reader
warnings -> mentions of drug and alcohol use
synopsis -> y/n picks drunk bloo up from a party
fluff :)
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Before the clock even struck 3, your phone lit up with a call from your boyfriend. “Baby~” he giggles into the phone. “I’m so gone.”
“Are you having fun?” You laugh at the slur in his voice, he knows how to put down some booze. You hear him yell at someone in the background to quiet down so he think before he answers you.
“No I’m not,” He whines. “You’re not here and theyre all mad at me for not convincing you to come. They’re so mean.” He huffs, a laugh escaping your lips. “Loopy hyung said you’re more fun to drink with.”
“After the last party, I’m good for awhile.” You hear Loopy laugh in the back ground.
“I watch the video of you jumping off the deck at least twice a week,” His voice suddenly is loud in your ear, Daniel probably having put you on speaker.
“Baby I miss you, come get me right now,” Bloo suddenly whines, earning laughs from whoever is around him.
You think about the scenario that took place before he left, a smile tugging at your lips. You knew he wasn’t going to want to stay the whole time if you weren’t there, he was always like that.
“Pick me up around 3 am?” Daniel asked, leaning over the back of your chair to squeeze your shoulders.
You didn’t want to go out tonight. You finally got over your block and have been writing lyrics for your new album all day. Bloo was going to a house party that Owen was throwing. Usually you’d be up for it, even some of your label mates were going. But Daniel never passed up a night of drinking.
“Okay baby,” You smile at him, standing up to wish him farewell. After a few moments of pecks and mumbles of ‘I love you’ and ‘Dont work to hard’, Daniel left your studio and made his way to the party.
“Right now?” You grin, beginning to close everything in your studio down so you can leave.
“Yes, right now!” He groans, you can practically hear his pout.
You slip your shoes back on, holding your phone between your ear and shoulder while you pack up your laptop. “Okay baby. I’m coming.” You smile, grabbing your phone and jingling your keys so he can hear.
“Yay!”
The drive to Owen’s house from your studio isn’t far, it takes you about 10 minutes to get there. You park next to Jay Park’s bentley, making your way around back where the party is still very lively. You can hear laughter and faint music as you push through the gate, grinning once you see the group sitting in chairs around a fire.
Despite how calm it is now, you know it was crazy not to long ago by the empty beer cans and bottles scattered around the ground as well as a neglected beer pong game.
“Y/N!” Loopy calls to you, waving you over. You don’t see Daniel so you sit in a chair and join the conversation.
Devita leans over to you with a soft smile. “Girl, I came because I thought you were gonna be here and you weren’t.” You laugh, scooting your chair closer so she can hear you.
“I was going to but I wanted to work,” You return her smile watching as she rolls her eyes with a scoff.
“She just said she was going to come but she wanted to work!” She says louder so the others can hear, a laugh erupting from her throat.
“You’re literally always in your studio.” Jay shakes his head, leaning over to say something to Owen.
“The only time i’ve ever gotten you out was when I said we should go shopping,” Devita laughs again, her face a light pink from the alcohol.
“I can’t ever pass up new clothes.” She nods in agreement.
The group reels you in the conversation. You lose track of time after talking to them for about an hour, relaxing into your chair. You regret not coming, this is always the best part of Owen’s parties; a bunch of drunk people trying to have coherent conversations around a fire.
“So, y/n is here and no one decided to come get me?” Your attention is brought to Bloo who stands in the doorway of the house; no shirt, and one sock. “You know this really hurts because now I actually feel like you guys were serious about liking her more.”
“Oh we were,” Loopy jokes, earning a laugh from the group.
“Where are your clothes baby?” You ask, watching as the drunk man makes his way over to you. He shrugs as a reply and squeezes in the chair with you. Daniel leans into your body, arms thrown lazily around you, head tucked into your neck.
He reeks of beer and you can tell he tried to mask it with cologne. “I was on the couch waiting for you,” He mumbles, playing with the rips in your jeans.
Loopy walks over with a black zip up in his hand, throwing it on Bloo. “He threw his shirt in the fire earlier because we didnt get the wood fast enough and he was cold. “ You laugh, patting Bloo’s cheeks and sighing.
You tell them a quick story of the one time he took a bath fully clothed when you both got drunk at his house. “i want to go,” he whines, tugging at your shirt. So you say your farewells, arm around Daniel’s waist while his lays across your shoulders to hold him up. He finds his shoes, his sock still lost, and you both make your way to your car parked outside.
Once you get to his apartment you help him out of his clothes and into fresh ones, watching as he crawls into his bed. He immediately curls up into his blankets. “You’re staying with me tonight right ?” he sits up, looking at you with a pout.
You nod and find clothes to wear from his closet before joining him in the bed. You open your arms for him to wiggle his way into. He’s always the little spoon when he’s drunk. He cuddles into your chest, throwing one arm over your waist.
“I love the smell of you,” his voice is muffled as he speaks, but you can feel the smile tugging on his lips. “I’m gone right now, but your scent makes me feel sober.” Bloo laughs, sliding his hand up the back of your shirt to feel your skin against his palm.
You stay quiet, knowing he’s already falling asleep. “Love you~” he hums sleepily.
“Love you-“ you coo softly into his dark hair.
He almost immediately is asleep right after, light snores escaping his lips. You turn on the tv, not feeling extremely tired yet.
Bloo sleeps on you the rest of the night, feeling comforted and safe inhaling your scent as he sleeps, the tv soon becoming background noise as you fall into slumber.
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fist bloo writing <3 i luv him sm. i hope u enjoyed.
