[ DRUNK ] : for your muse to look after mine while drunk //Drunk!Clare
The short fighter was prepared for this. Clarence was much taller than him but Naoto picked the older man up in his arms with ease, his daily training proved to be very useful at times like this. It was almost comical to see Naoto getting covered by the very body he’s holding up like a baby but no one dared say a thing. Naoto nodded once and made his way slowly to their home, occasionally bouncing Clarence to be more comfortable in his arms. Why didn’t he carry the hairdresser on his back, you ask? Well, he did that once and tripped over Clarence’s hair into the asphalt halfway to their home so he made sure to gather Clarence’s hair with hairclips and styled them to front of Clarence so that little Naoto could avoid the same incident happening. He didn’t want to get scolded again for hurting his ‘pretty’ face.















