I will help you through this, don't worry
You had been struggling with alcoholism on and off, but you decided that once and for all, it should be done, and you decided to stay sober forever. The withdrawals will be hell, but your boyfriend is here to help.
≫ A/N: So this is the fic that I needed all of you to vote for! Seems that Hex won after all, and I am pleasantly surprised, not gonna lie. As someone who's struggled with alcoholism myself, I hope that this will give some comfort to people who might have gone/are going through something similar ❤ If you are struggling with any form of addiction, please reach out and talk. People will be there to listen and support you and help you through it. You are never alone. I promise. If you can't find anyone in your direct area to talk to about this, my dm's are always open. Feel free to message me. ❤
Contains: female reader, some angst, alcohol consumption, reader is in distress and restless due to withdrawals, lots of comfort, there is smut in there but it's mostly to distract you and comfort you, Hex is just being the sweetheart we all know and love
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"After this weekend, I am officially quitting," you said, groaning as you rubbed your eyes.
Your boyfriend had propped himself up on his elbow and moved some of your bedhead hair out of your face. "Your hangover that bad, hm?" he asked you with his morning voice, which was even deeper and hoarser than it normally already was.
"I mean, not really?" you replied as you reached over to the nightstand to grab the bottle of sports drink you always left there to rehydrate after a night of drinking and took a couple of sips, "I mean, we both know that both of us have a high tolerance. But I am just so done with being like this." Your boyfriend just hummed in response and picked up the bottle of water he had left on his own nightstand and gulped half of it down. "In that case, let's have 3 more awesome nights, and then we're quitting. Both of us. I know it will be absolute hell for you since your brain is rewired to struggle when you quit, but you got me. I will be here to help you," your boyfriend said as he snuggled closer to you and hugged you tight, leaving a few kisses on top of your head.
Damn your boyfriend and his understanding of humans and addiction so much. But he was right. You had been in rehab before, and you had followed several courses about the combination of mental issues and addiction. How it affects your brain, how your brain literally rewires neuron pathways if you're susceptible to addiction and how to deal with it. You had successfully quit on your own several times since then, and you enjoyed life to the fullest. But sometimes, life just became unbearable, and one night of drinking made you go back down the rabbit hole of daily drinking.
This would be the third time you would be quitting with Hex by your side, and the last 2 times, he was super helpful. He let you ramble when you were feeling restless, wasn't complaining when you were tossing and turning and shaking your leg while you were lying in your bed, trying to self-soothe in some sort of way. Your withdrawals were never harmful or dangerous — thankfully — but they were definitely a nuisance. He would give you some gentle touches, he would talk you through the moments when the need for alcohol would surface and distract you with all sorts of affection — either it being just making out or some rough sex to tire you out enough so you could sleep peacefully.
The thing you were dreading most was the insomnia it brought. All the other things, you could deal with relatively okay. But every time, the insomnia part is what made you struggle most. It made you crave a drink — or 5 — to sleep, even though you knew that after just a few weeks, your brain would have readjusted to sleeping without alcohol in your system; you just didn't have the patience for it.
Both of you rehydrated, went to the toilet to pee and did some lazy chilling around the house for the day, since it was friday and both of you were free for the day and the weekend — so essentially you had an extra long weekend together. That evening, Hex took you out for dinner to your favourite sushi restaurant, and that made you so happy. You enjoyed all your favourite kinds of food as both of you laughed plenty.
When you came home, both of you hopped into the shower, and you poured some drinks after that. You always got super hungry when drinking, so when you got hungry later that evening, you made both of you some pasta to enjoy. Both of you mostly just lazed around on the couch while watching some horror movies as you were drinking.
When you got to bed, you put the water and sports drinks bottles on your nightstands — something that had become the standard by now. You did some making out before going to sleep, and you drifted off to dreamland, happily, with your foreheads pressed together.
The next day, both of you woke up groggy as usual, chugging sports drinks and water and then getting dressed to start your day. You didn't really have a plan for that day yet, but you suggested that maybe a trip to a local amusement park would be a fun way to pass the time. So, that's what you did.
You went on all the rides, ate the tasty food the different food stands had to offer and then went back for a second round of roller coaster rides (if the line for them wasn't too long, that was). You had so much fun! You drove home pretty late — since the park was open longer in the summertime — hopped in the shower once more, and just chilled around the house as both of you drank plenty. Later, you had ordered some pizzas with milkshakes for both of you to snack on as you were listening to music or watching another movie.
Another morning, another day of waking up dehydrated and groggy. Tonight would be your last night of drinking, forever (hopefully). That day you went to the park for a romantic picnic. You had prepared all kinds of tasty things to eat there. You had made sandwiches, packed some chips and soda and cut up some fruit. You stayed there for quite some time, watching the sun set as you cuddled. When it got a bit darker, you packed up and went home. This time, both of you hopped into the bathtub instead, having your first drink as you were relaxing and cuddling in the bath. After you had washed yourselves and had finished your first drink, you got out of the bath to dry off, put on your pyjamas and start watching this one anime both of you had been meaning to start for a few weeks now.
The next morning, you both chugged your hydration drinks and got dressed to get to work. Tonight would be the first night without a drink in a while, and you were really nervous. You got distracted a lot at work, thinking about it lots. But you knew you'd have Hex by your side to help you.
When both of you came home from work, Hex asked you if you'd maybe like to go out to eat, knowing how important it is to keep doing the things that would normally bring you joy when you were drinking, to teach your brain that it can be fun without alcohol too. After a bit of debating, you decided that you'd go to an Italian restaurant. You had some super tasty pasta and tiramisu for dessert.
When you got home, the anxiety started hitting you full force. While you stood in the shower, Hex could tell you were really nervous. He cuddled you and told you it would be okay. After both of you cleaned up, you headed to bed.
When you were lying in bed, you were tossing and turning a lot, sleep not coming anytime soon. You were so restless that you got out of bed a few times to just sit behind your laptop to distract you for a bit and start on this one fanfic you had been meaning to write for days now. When Hex woke up, he noticed you weren't in bed and started looking for you, knowing full well where you would be.
"Hey babygirl, still can't sleep? It's like 4 in the morning," your boyfriend said as he walked up to you and hugged you from behind, leaving some gentle kisses on your cheek. "Let me just... Let me finish this little bit of the story, and I'll come to bed with you," you promised him, and you kept your word.
Hex just sat on the chair next to yours, occasionally rubbing your back and patiently waiting for you to finish up. Both of you eventually went back to bed, and Hex held you close, letting you ramble about all the random thoughts swarming in your head. Hex just lay there as his hand weaved through your hair while the other one rubbed gentle circles on your hip. He knew it would be even worse tomorrow, so he had to come up with a plan to help you through the upcoming days, the best he could. Luckily for you, he already had an idea of what to do. If you were in the mood for it, of course.
Hex had stayed awake all this time, keeping you company so you wouldn't have to deal with your restlessness and your thoughts on your own. When your mind finally quieted down, it finally happened. With your face buried in your boyfriend's neck, you fell asleep, a small smile on your face. The sun was rising by now, and both of you would have to get out of bed soon, but Hex refused to go to sleep when you were struggling so much. You managed to get about 2 hours of sleep, which was better than nothing — in his opinion — and soon enough the alarm went off to get out of bed and go to work.
You both felt like absolute hell as you were getting dressed for work, and you knew the upcoming nights would be hell, too. But he promised you he'd help, so that's what he was going to do.
When both of you came home and had dinner, you showered today's worries away, and your boyfriend took your hand in his as he led you over to the bed.
"Tell me, babygirl. How about we have some fun, hm? Might tire you out enough to give you a good night's sleep, after all. And besides..." your boyfriend said as he left a few hungry kisses on your lips, "I want you to feel loved and desired. And I also want you to have some distraction from this hell you're going through." he continued as his kisses moved lower, as he was now assaulting your neck with gentle nips and hickeys. "I mean... Will it even be fun? I'm not sure I can get in the mood to begin with, I am so anxious..." you whispered as you were close to crying. "Shh, babygirl, look at me. I will make sure you'll have fun. I will make sure you go to sleep tired tonight. Pinky promise." Hex replied as he sat you up to take off your shirt so he could feel more skin against skin. "I mean... Okay... Sorry if I'm going to be a total buzzkill," you said as you lifted your butt off the bed so Hex could take off your shorts and your thong. "I promise you, princess, you're gonna love it — just like you always do," your boyfriend replied with a wink as he got between your thighs.
He had taken off his own shorts and underwear in the meantime, and then he started letting a single digit run up and down your folds. Not much of a reaction for now, as he expected. But when he started playing with your clit, you threw your head back, and he could tell you were slowly but surely getting more aroused as he kept playing with it. After a bit of time, he could see your folds glistening in the moonlight that peeked through the curtains, so he decided to start eating you out in earnest.
He wasn't holding back in the slightest, using all the tricks he knew you always loved. He entered you with his tongue while his finger rubbed slow circles on your clit, or he'd be sucking on it as his fingers entered you to rub at that one, spongy, special spot inside of you. Soon enough, you'd be pulling at his ice coloured hair, trying to pull him ever closer to you. He could tell you were close now, and you let him know — which you knew wasn't necessary, of course, he knew.
"Fuck, I'm so close... Fuck, baby..." you panted as you put your head up just enough to look at him as he was eating you out like you were a 5-star meal. The look he gave you sent butterflies swarming all through your stomach. Hungry, starved, pussydrunk. God, he could do this forever if you'd let him. "Come for me, babygirl. C'mon, let go. I know you can, I know you want you." Hex said while his fingers were still rubbing at your g-spot at a rapid pace, wasting no time in instantly digging in to start sucking at your clit again.
It took just a few more seconds for you to fall apart, letting your head fall back as your nails dug into his scalp now — just the way he loved it. He helped you through your orgasm by still stimulating your clit with his tongue. After a little bit, he noticed you went limp as you were heaving for fresh air.
He crawled up to meet your face and left some kisses on your lips, letting you taste yourself on them. A deep chuckle that reverberated in his chest left his throat as you kissed him so deeply while your hands weaved through his hair.
"Tell me, babygirl — do you want some more, hm? How about I get you absolutely exhausted for the night?" Hex asked you as his body slightly squished yours. But that was okay with you — having him on top of you felt like a sort of comfortable safety blanket; you loved it. "Y-yeah, I'd like more..." you whispered with a massive blush on your face as you looked into his eyes with your half-lidded ones. Both of you had blown pupils, eager for more. "In that case... I am going to fuck you until you collapse," your boyfriend replied with a smirk.
Your boyfriend readjusted himself so his hard-on would be prodding against your core as he wrapped your legs around his waist. He slowly but surely pushed inside of you as both of you moaned in unison. God, he could never get tired of your body — ever.
He soon enough set a hard rhythm, letting his hips slap against yours every time he bottomed out. He always felt incredible to you — he was big, after all. Both of you were a vocal mess, a harmony of moans, groans, growls and whimpers filling the room. You were clawing at his back, letting him deliver such overwhelming pleasure to your body. You kept begging him to never stop, for him to fuck you senseless. Oh, he was going to do just that, all right.
It didn't take you long, especially now that his hand had sneaked between both of you to rub at your clit. You were whimpering now, about how close you were getting. He could feel you clamping down on him — and it sent his mind reeling so much that his own climax approached him steadily.
"Fuck, babygirl, fuck... You feel so good. I can tell you're close, and so am I. C'mon, babygirl, cum for me, I know you can do it," your boyfriend growled into your ear with that deep, sultry voice of his. "Hex, fuck... I can't hold it... I'm... I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" you whimpered as he kept thrusting into you with a harsh pace as his finger kept rubbing circles on your clit. "That's it, baby. Come for me... Let go, I know you want you. C'mon, let go." Hex groaned into your neck, leaving some bites and hickeys there. It didn't take you long to cum so hard that you released all over your boyfriend, and he followed soon after, keeping his face buried in your neck while constantly whispering praises to you.
Both of you took some time to catch your breath, but he knew you'd need much more to be super tired and satisfied. So he fucked you again, and again, and again. First, he made you turn on all fours, and he fucked you doggy style. After that, he put you into a mating press to fuck you some more. By this time, you were going delirious and going a bit sore.
"C'mon, babygirl, you can give me one more, can't you? You're a big, strong girl, you got one more in you, I know you do," your boyfriend said as he helped you through your orgasm. You whimpered and whined about how that would be the last one, and he promised you that he'd let you sleep after that.
He had fucked you doggy style one more time, hugging you as close as he could while whispering constant praises into your ear as his chest lay flat on your back, while he had his arms wrapped around your middle as his hips kept meeting yours.
"Fuck, you feel so good, my sweet baby. Gonna fill you up one more time, yeah? Come on, babygirl, let go for me one more time, yeah? Absolutely soil me — cover me in your cum." Hex cooed as he could feel you getting closer. You were so exhausted that the strength had left your upper body as you fell down and were now in downward dog position. "Hex, fuck, I can't do it... I can't do it anymore... It feels so good, but I can't..." you whined as you felt absolute exhaustion hit you. You thought you couldn't hit another orgasm, but your boyfriend was happy to help you fix that. "Yeah, you can, babygirl. C'mon, I'll help you. coat me one more time, yeah? I know you want to. How about this, hm? Does this help, hm?" Hex asked you as his finger stimulated your clit once more while he left hungry biting marks and hickeys all over your neck and shoulder blades.
You didn't really reply with any words, but he could tell it was helping indeed. He could feel you shiver and shake against his body while your cunt clamped down on him once more. He knew this orgasm would completely destroy you, and that was his goal.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" you almost screamed desperately as you felt your orgasm wash over you like a tsunami. "That's it, baby, let go," your boyfriend said with a desperate growl as he released inside of you quickly after you came.
Both of you collapsed on top of each other, lying in a pool of release from both of you. Your boyfriend got a wet washcloth and cleaned you up as best he could. After that, he put you onto the couch across from the bed after putting some fresh underwear on you. He quickly changed the bedsheets so you could lie in a clean bed, knowing full well that would help you sleep best. He would take care of the laundry tomorrow, since he had the day off anyway.
When he had quickly rinsed himself off and put on some clean underwear, he crawled into bed next to you. He noticed you were already so close to falling asleep, but he had the feeling that it was you who stayed awake on purpose this time.
"Hey babygirl, how are you feeling?" Hex asked you as he moved some of your hair out of your face. "Mmm, feel so good, thank you so much, Hexy. I love you so much," you said with a happy sigh as you pressed your forehead against his after leaving some kisses all over his face. "No problem, sweetheart. How about we do this the upcoming nights until you sleep better, hm?" He suggested with a smirk on his face. "Mmm, we'll see. For now, I wanna sleep," you said as you were so close to drifting off to dreamland now. "Of course, babygirl. Sleep well. I love you." Hex said as he left a few loving kisses on your forehead. "G'night... Love you too..." you whispered as you drifted off to sleep.
In the upcoming days, he had fucked you plenty to offer some distraction and exhaust you the best he could. He also picked up the prescription for sleeping meds you had ordered from your primary care doctor, something you had been meaning to pick up about 2 weeks ago, but you completely forgot about it. This helped you sleep as well, and it made you fall asleep with a quiet mind as you hugged your boyfriend.
After about 2 weeks of sleeping meds, benzos to keep you calm during the day and some sex to distract you, most of your withdrawals were over. You had your first good night's sleep without some meds, and it felt so good to be back on track again. You decided you never wanted to go through this hell again, and Hex was here to support you through all the days you felt like drinking by gently persuading you not to, and offer you plenty of comfort and distractions to make life more fun for you.
