“Haha, Mirio! You’re such an idiot!” Your drunken laughter echoed throughout the bar as Tamaki walked out of the bathroom. It was a Thursday night; so there weren’t many people around.
“F/N you should’ve seen it! They were hysterical; completely beyond saving.” Mirio chuckled. Tamaki’s eyebrows narrowed slightly, walking over to you and Mirio. He saw you in a leaning position on Mario’s shoulder, and immediately felt a little irritated. He wasn’t necessarily a jealous person, but he became one when he met you.
“Hey guys, what’s so funny? I heard you all the way from the bathroom.” He said sitting down on the other side of you, rolling his eyes playfully. You lifted your head up to meet his face, and he instantly saw your red one. You were flushed; you were drunk. “Oh, Mirio was just tellin’ me about this situ- situation he dealt with the other day, hm hm.” You stuttered, giggling with your mouth closed.
“What happened?” He asked you, turning to the passing bar-waiter and ordering you a water. “Oh my god, haha! I’m already laughin’ thinkin’ about it!” You said leaning back a little on your stool. Mirio sat his beer down, quickly sliding his arm across your lower back, preventing you from falling. “Whoops! Be careful, you are sitting on a stool.” He scolded with a smile.
You laughed again, not taking notice to Tamaki’s conflicted expression. He watched silently as you leaned back onto Mirios shoulder, wrapping your arms around his neck, pretending to be a helpless citizen. “Oh, Lemilion! I can’t thank you enoughh, pfft!” Tamaki’s eye twitched. (I know she’s drunk but what the hell!? I’m right here!)
Mirio glanced over at Tamaki, confusion written on his face. Mirio was a little drunk himself, but still aware of the situation in front of him. “Haha, very funny Y/N.”
He said, slowly sliding his arm from behind your back.
“Ahem.” Tamaki said, holding a fist to his mouth in a coughing manner. You turned to him, surprised and confused at the same time. You blinked a few times, trying to figure out what’s wrong with him.
“Hm? Whatsamatter, ‘Maki?” You slurred, using the nickname you gave him. His cheeks turned a little pink at you using it in public. “N-Nothing, I’m just a little worried about you.” He said honestly. “Aww, is my ‘wittle ‘Maki jealous? Don’t worry, I’ll give you some lovin’ too!” You sang happily.
You lunged forward to Tamaki, wrapping your arms around his upper body, pulling him close. “Y-Y/N, stop! We’re still in public!” He said, his anger slowly fading from your affection. You continued to hug and coo at him, even after the waiter came back, sliding a cup of water across the table in Tamaki’s direction.
“H-Here, please drink this!” He said, trying to pry your arms from around his body. “Mmffine! We’ll continue at home.” Mirio let out a knowing chuckle, shaking his head. Tamaki blushed again, turning away. “W-Whatever.”
*
“Thanks again for inviting me out guys, I needed it.” Mirio said cheerfully, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets. The cool Autumn breeze from out side blew your hair, as you walked over and gave him a hug goodbye. “Thanks for coming, but please get home safe!” You instructed, starting to sobering up. “Trust me, I will!”
