|Thoughest Alpha and Cutest Omega|Detroit Become Human|

Chapter 5: Drinking Game, Part 1

You and Hank actually met again after your bar date. On the second date he took you to a nice Italian place and you two were kissed again as he took you home. It wasn't raunchy like your first kiss, but it was sweet either way. On the third date, the two of you took a walk in the park with Sumo and you told him about your family and how you used to have a lot of animals.

It was time for your fourth date and Hank had no idea what to do so he accidentally called you over his place. He had cursed and tried to unsent the message where he asked if his place would be good for you, but the message was sent and it wouldn't return no matter what he tried.

So when he got a message from you telling how you loved the idea, Hank and Connor both started to clean the Lieutenant's house from floor to ceiling.

"Dammit, should have asked her to dinner again...!" Hank cursed by himself as he pulled the vacuum cleaner's cord back into the machine. Connor came over from the bathroom and smiled, "I think it's a good idea to invite her over. The two of you can bond over Sumo and talk about our old cases together."

"I doubt she is interested in hearing how you saved my ass when we were chasing after that deviant on the roof."

"On the contrary, I heard she found it interesting."

Suddenly a doorbell rang and Sumo started barking like crazy as Saint Bernard run to the door. Hank cursed and quickly pushed the vacuum cleaner into the closet before he straightened his shirt and looked at Connor. "How do I look?"

"Very good Lieutenant." The android answered and Hank nodded, walking to the door and tried to push his huge dog to the side. Connor came quickly to his help, taking a leash and snapping it into Sumo's collar. He looked at Hank. "As we agreed, I'll take Sumo to walk and we return later."

"Yeah..." Hank grunted and Connor smiled, reaching for the doorknob when Hank suddenly stopped him. "Connor?"

"Yes, Hank?"

"Thank you."

"Any time Hank." The android smiled and opened the door. You were standing there in a dark blue dress and Sumo immediately tried to jump on you, but Connor held the dog back. You smiled and took a step forward and bent down to pet the huge dog. "Hi there Sumo! Have you been a good boy?"

"The best," Connor said happily and you smiled at him. "Pleasure seeing you Connor."

"The feeling is mutual." He said and pulled Sumo to the side with the leash. "We will take a long walk so the two of you can be in peace. Have a nice night!"

"You too!" You cheered back to android and turned to look at Hank. "May I?" You asked, motioning towards his house. Hank scolded himself internally for not calling you in sooner. He stepped aside and motioned you to come in. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Thank you." You entered his house and the man closed the door behind you. You looked around yourself in awe, like you were in a fairy tale as you took in Hank's house. "You have a lovely home."

"Thanks." Hank rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "Is there, uh, something you would like to do?"

"Well, actually..." You started softly and the man nodded in your direction. "Yeah?"

"I brought something really nice with me." You smiled and reached to your bag, taking out and placing a glass bottle in the middle of the table. The Lieutenant's eyes widened as his brains provided him with a simple answer. Alcohol. No shit genius, but what kind?

"It's Scotch whiskey!" You cheered as if you had heard his thoughts.

"An imported whiskey?" Hank asked as he picked up the bottle and gave it a look-over. He remembers times he used to drink it. He wasn't one to really spend money on the quality so this was a nice change of pace. This one gad rather small bottle though.

"It's cold."

"Yep!" You nodded and run to cabinets to fetch glasses for the two of you but after going through cabinets without glasses you turned and looked at him. "Are there glasses somewhere?"

Hank got up silently and walked up to you, opened a cabinet behind you, and reached to the top shelf to pick up a couple of whiskey glasses. He offered one to you and you took it thankfully and skipped to the table to snatch the bottle.

"Let's drink in the living room!" You cheered and Hank shrugged as he followed you to his living space. You took a seat and were about to open the bottle, but you seemed to decide against it as you offered it to Hank who sat opposite of you. The old man took the bottle and broke the seal before pouring your and his glasses half-full.

"Cheers," Hank said and he and you took your first glass of the night. He felt the same burn of alcohol he was used to, but you choked lightly on your own glass. He took pity on you and put his empty glass down. "We don't need to drink if you don't want to. We don't need drinks to have fun."

For some reason, your coughing intensified. Hank was getting worried but you finally managed to stop and you looked at him with your eyes red from coughing so hard.

"I- I want to!" You stuttered as you quickly filled your glass and saluted Hank and with quick cheers, you downed the whole glass. Hank watched you in mild amusement, but when you took your third glass of whiskey he decided to take the bottle from you.

"Whoa, take a break. Whiskey isn't running anywhere." He said and you averted your eyes downward and pursed your lips like a child. That was a reminder for Hank. You were a child compared to him. There was no way he would be able to handle what you can offer for him. You needed a young man or woman to love, a loving and protective Alpha that wouldn't let you get in trouble.

"Listen, maybe we should-!"

"I challenge you!" You suddenly jumped up from your seat and pointed at him accusingly. Hank blinked, not understanding what was happening when you suddenly ran to your bag and came back with it and a pack of cards. You slammed the cards on the table and smiled at Hank.

"This is going to be a simple game. We are going to play Strip or Drink." You said with a grin that could only mean trouble.

"A what now?" Again, Hank was reminded how much younger you were. He was about to object but you started to shuffle the cards.

"The rules are simple. It's like Strip Poker, but in this one, you have to either drink or strip if you lose. The winner gets to choose what the loser loses. Simple, right?" You asked. He was about to object, but when he saw the fire burning in your eyes he couldn't bring himself to say no. Besides, you were already tipsy, you wouldn't be able to handle much more before you would tap out.

"Fine, deal me." He said and you nodded, dealing you both and you both grabbed your cards when the stack was back on the table. Hank had never really considered himself a gambler other than occasional bet through Pedro, but that little brat was usually overselling teams. The least he had was a two pair and he doubted he was going to win with that.

"Ready?" You asked and the man nodded. You grinned, "One, two, three, game!" You yelled and both of you slapped your cards on the table. Hank was right, his two pair wasn't enough to win your three of kind. You cheered and picked up the whiskey bottle. "Now then old man, are you drinking or stripping?"

Old man? You were crushing for this old man. Hank scoffed a light laugh and raised his glass to you. You grinned and filled his glass to the brim and the man wanted to remind you that when drinking whiskey they should fill it half-way, but he got caught in-game to actually care about proper ways of drinking whiskey. It was actually pretty fun, but you just started and the whiskey was already almost gone.

"Shame to end our game in the first round." Hank chuckled as he drank his glass empty. He heard a thud and looked and you had picked another bottle from your bag. Jesus woman, how big was that thing? You grinned and took the cards before offering them to your date. "We switch the dealer each round. Your turn."

Did he have any other choice really?