:: h&l boys being with their drunk s/o for the first time ::
pairings: fujio hanaoka, tsukasa takajo, yosuke todoroki, yuken odajima, yasushi nishikawa x fem reader
FUJIO ✧.*
it warmed his heart seeing you made a fond friendship with all his friends. you were new yet so significantly important to his life so of course he wanted you to get along with all his people and now you dis it so naturally. everyone liked you to the point you were get comfortable so quickly while chatting and drinking alcohol with them. fujio didn't know you can drink so tonight he was quieter than usual to watch you got tipsy while actively interacting with his childhood friends because it's too fascinating to him.
“fujio…” you turned to him with your flushed red cheeks.
“yes?” he responded.
you didn't answered right away. you were focus on his face then a hand landed smoothly on the back of his neck. “i'm happy with you.”
he beamed. he didn't know how to respond to that so he just look at you with a surprise look while his heart was ready to blown up.
“i want to stay here all night but why's my head so dizzy?” you placed your head on your palm to stay still. your other hand playing with his ear absentmindedly.
he finally replied with a chuckle. “you can't stay here all night. let's go home, it's already late.”
“but you haven't drink a bit?” you protested, handing a glass of beer to your boyfriend.
he squeezed your cheek excitedly. “i'm good.” he said giggly. you felt your head keep spinning then your forehead fall perfectly on his shoulder, inviting a laughter from madoka. “GIRL, YOU LOSE!!! FUJIO YOUR GIRLFRIEND JUST LOST!!!” she said extremely drunk.
fujio sighed to the rest of the guys. “i'm going.” he said before placing you on his back, ready to take you home.
TSUKASA ✧.*
“you drink too much.” he warned you. you glanced at him with disapproval and a pout on your lips.
“i'm fine.” you replied while lying on your stomach, eyes back on the papers in front of you.
“but you have a pre-test tomorrow,”
you laughed, “this is my pre-test y'know.” then continue to take a sip of your drink to accompany you studying tonight.
he copied your position. “you could just ask me then drink these cans.” tsukasa ran his fingers through your hair softly.
you flipped your body to lay on your back then you covered your face with both of your hands. he could still hear you sobbing beside him. “why can't i go through this test peacefully? why can't my head absorb things easily like most of people do? why i feel like i know nothing about these things? why…” you started to ramble then looked at him with so much anger on your face.
he knew you so frustrated lately, that's why he decided to come to your house then he found you barely sober on the floor with papers and beer cans everywhere. it was the first time he saw you cried and drunk. too surprising to him to process.
he helped you sit then he started to rub your back in up-down motion. “cry. let it out.” he said. in a split second he could feel his body being pulled in and you cried drunkly on his neck, hugging him tightly.
“thank you,” you said. he nodded while patting your hair and back. “anything for you. just ask me if you need anything.”
silence.
he felt your breating evenly which meant you were asleep. “hey?” he called.
“you're body is so sweet-scented, it's comfy.” oh, you may regret this tomorrow because it was completely not you at all.
tsukasa chuckled. “okay, then.”
TODOROKI ✧.*
he was hanging out with you and his oya friend. when he received a call from his parent that he needed to handle a few things for a bit. “you can go. i'm fine here, really. they are my friends too.” you tried your best to convince him that you were okay with fujio, nakagoshi, yasushi, kiyoshi, tsuji, and shibaman while he was away.
“yeah, she's right. you don't need to worry about nothing.” yasushi spoke making todoroki's gaze switch to him.
“it won't take more than an hour i promise. don't get too drunk.” he said before you nodded and he left. so there were only you and the idiots, and you agreed to play beer pong with them. you were pretty sure it wouldn't be too difficult since you could drink quite well. in the middle of the game, they started to realize that your shooting was good, you rarely threw the ball away. then the opposite team started to rearrange their strategy to caught up your team's score. you've got tipsy but the games had an endless round until kiyoshi passed out beside you.
you snorted, “poor you, kiyo-kiyooo!” then laughed maniacally. you sat on the sofa when tsuji lit his cigarette. you felt your head too dizzy to worked but the view of a drunk guy smoking beside you intrigued you so much that you decided to try the nicotine too. so you pulled out a cigarette unconsciously and lit it up while sucking on it carefully.
“i shouldn't leave you with these jerks.” the love of your life showed up and snatched the nicotine between your lips.
“baby!” you exclaimed cheerfully and put your arms around his neck. completely distracted.
“why don't you listen to me?” he hissed.
you frowned. “me? not listening? never! i've never not listening to you in my life.” you put your head on his shoulder, clingy. “i'm just… sleepy.” then you pecked his neck.
he rolled his eyes and tightened his hand on your waist. “we're going home.” he said, slightly mad but couldn't ignore the way your warm breath fanned his side neck.
YUKEN ✧.*
“can i talk to my boyfriend?” the right side of your face lying on the table. you eyed your boyfriend, who was sitting next to you.
“you can. what do you want to talk about?” yuken dropped the glass he'd been holding onto the table then put his palm under your cheek so it wouldn't get sore. he was smiling slightly looking at adorable view of you like this.
“honestly, i didn't want to go on the triple date either.” you started. “i love to be like this. just with you.”
yuken laughed at your cute confession. you both were at a small shop near the restaurant you previously visited for a triple date your boyfriend initially refused to come to. but you said it just for once and you spent days to persuading him to come, so he agreed.
“i was in denial of it but today the proof was in front of my eyes. i can't deny that i only get comfortable with you now.”
he smirked as he feel an ego boost. he thought he made a genius decision to drink with you. your relationship was love-hate so that was the first time you were so honest about your feeling.
“sorry to forced you to come to that date.”
he caressed your hair. “it's fine. i can finally know about you more because of that damn date.” he grinned. “i'll plan us a proper date for next week.”
you giggled. “oh, really? will you?” you asked doubtedly.
“it will be the best date ever and you need to give me a reward if i succeed.”
you held his hand with both of yours. “deal.” and you didn't let go of his hand afterward.
he noticed that you were more touchy when you were drunk and it was kinda alarming because he wouldn't let you drink without him.
you stared straight at his lips when he was going to speak. “okay, then. we'll see.” he tried to let go of his hand from you slowly to down his tequila but your movement restrained him.
you quickly lift your head and approached his, placing a gentle kiss on his mouth for a few seconds.
“your lips are flirting with me.” you blurted out.
yuken remained frozen for a while then he stood up and carried your body like a sack on his shoulder. he smirked, “that's not fair you drunkenly doing that in public. let's go home.”
YASUSHI ✧.*
it was almost midnight when he received a call from an unknown number. he wanted to ignore it but he remember you were out drinking with your friends, so he picked up quickly. a deafening noise entered his ear.
“hello, is it—”
“where is my girlfriend?” he cut. fast. his body was ready to sprint to wherever you were.
“s-she is drunk—can you pick her up? i'll send the location.”
he hung up then grabbed his jacket and shoes to head to your location—luckily it wasn't that far.
he almost got there when he saw a girl sitting on the ground—face down and nearly passed out… or maybe sleeping? it was you.
“babe? why are you—you okay? babe? how can—” too many question filled his brain. you opened your glazed eyes after hearing a familiar voice.
“hi,” you greeted happily. you placed hands on his arms to support your body to pecked his cheek. a wide smile appeared after the sudden action.
“babe—”
“i had a good night,” you grinned. “you're so pretty by the way.” his cheek and ear turned red at the same time. it wasn't a good timing but who could ignore compliment from the prettiest girl on earth?
“thanks but how can you end up here? where are your friends? you said you're going with the girls, right?”
your eyes closed but the smile didn't seem to fade anytime soon. “they're going home… maybe?”
“what do you mean maybe?” you place a forefinger on his lips. “shut up. my head's noisy.”
he groaned to himself. “i swear i'll beat them tomorrow.” you frowned. “they are my friends—girls—you can't.”
“okay then i'll punch their boyfriend?”
you laughed. “stop, you feral kid.”
he sighed heavily. “let's go home you need to wash yourself.” he swore he won't let you out drinking again without him.
