Drunk in Love || A Hawks X Reader Fanfiction

Hangover

Epilogue
Keigo's Perspective

An alarm? No, it can't be. Today is only... Thu... SHIT IT'S THURSDAY. And that alarm... fuck I'm late for work. I looked over and noticed (Y/N) sleeping peacefully against my chest. I began to try to remember everything that had happened last night. Yes, we did it last night, but that was in the living room. How did I end up in their bed? And why am I still naked?

Aftermath

I sat back up after taking one more deep breath and leaned back over their tired body, planting a kiss on their forehead. "Let's get cleaned up," He whispered in their ear. "I'll grab you a towel." I got up and began walking toward the hallway leading to the bathroom.

"You know... maybe I am drunk." They spoke suddenly.

I stopped in my tracks. "What?" I looked back at them, but they remained turned away. Many thoughts were going through my head at that statement; There's no way they're drunk. I know when they're drunk I've seen it for months; I didn't just...

Their mouth curved into a smirk. Looking back at me and in a seductive tone they say, "Just a little drunk in love." I sighed in relief once they said that. Knowing they weren't actually drunk put my mind at ease.

I could feel my face begin to heat up, but I couldn't keep my eyes off them. Say something, stupid. "You know, I never imagined being this close to anyone. But I'm glad I was able to get this close to you." A smile grew on my face as I quickly hid to hide the embarrassment and walked down the hallway. Beside the bathroom door was a closet with towels and washcloths. As I grabbed a couple, I noticed (Y/N) walking into the bathroom kind of sluggish. They must be tired, I thought. They left the door cracked open, so I gently knocked asking to come in.

"Come in..." I walk in to see them sitting on the toilet slightly swaying back and forth. They're seriously exhausted.

"Everything alright?"

They looked up at me with tired eyes. "Yeah, just a little blood that's all."

"Sorry."

"Don't apologize. It's natural."

"I guess." I placed the towels on the sink and sighed. "How about a shower? I know you already took one before all this, but you look like you could use another. Frankly, I could use one." They nodded in agreement. "Okay, I'll shower after you. I can wait." I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist to give them some privacy and so I'm not walking around ass naked. In the meantime, I cleaned up our mess in the living room of snacks, drinks, the vodka, the pile of clothes we had left behind, and my feathers stuck to the ceiling. Embarrassing. I was never one to leave anything untidy, especially not since moving out my parents' house. Being surrounded by garbage never really sat right with me, so I'll clean up where I can.

It was only a few minutes until I heard the shower start going. I started doing whatever dirty dishes were around as I waited for my turn. Still, everything replayed in my head over and over like a movie. So this is what first times feel like, huh? I thought. This really was it, but in all honesty I don't want this to be the only time.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard footsteps down the hall. They had finished their shower and made their way to the bedroom. I put the rest of the dishes away and finished cleaning up before heading to shower.

I only took a quick shower, no longer than 10 minutes. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked back out. (Y/N)'s bedroom door was open, so I couldn't help but to peek in and make sure they were alright. They were sitting on the bed in nothing but their undergarments and drying their ears with a towel. It didn't take them long to notice me standing in the doorway. "You finished?" They asked.