"I don't wanna get up-- you're comfy."
"i don’t want to get up— you’re comfy" — 15 fluffy one-liners
he’s beyond startled when the female leans all her weight against him, hair sprawled onto a bundle of mess. it’s the congratulatory party of the team for their big win this season against busan, an anticipated game for all kbl fans and subscribers. there’s alot more than he expected, a couple of idols and actress alike whom he’s only met once, twice, some never even. and while she doesn’t seem to have a single clue at all over who she’s approaching, he can’t exactly same it isn’t the same case for him.
it doesn’t take long before a man around his height comes along, quickly wrapping an arm around her shoulder swiftly as he pulls her close to his side. he figures she must have been close to him, manager or coordi, mistaking him most likely for the latter especially since they wore similar colored plaid polo shirts. thomas is more glad to assist the male as he cradles the obviously intoxicated woman, murmured nothings belowed beneath her breath.
❝i’m so sorry, she usually isn’t like this,❞ explained the man as he attempted to carry her out the door without being noticed by the cameras that surrounded the place. thomas helps him by hoisting the exit door open, to which a car parked along the curb waited. without much explanation exchanged, thomas aided her as she practically stumbed inside the vehicle, mumbling the same thing against the soft leather car seat.
strange, he thinks. as he makes his way back inside the venue, he reminds himself to approach one of his team mates and ask the name of the drunken female.