Identity V {One shots}

{ Demi(barmaid) x Kevin(cowboy) }

Art = @stardustoy twt

This was recommended by a friend
TW: drinking and adult humor+words

Demi's Pov:

The manor was lively, a group of people had just gotten back from a 2v8, they got the majority win with 6 people escaping through the gate. Everyone was cheering on the survivors, Kevin, Eli, Tracy, Emma, Emily, Marg, Andrew, Norton, were the ones being praised. I loved 2v8 but I didn't feel that useful due to the fact I could only carry three drinks The Whole game. But I got over my bitterness and brought out buckets of alcohol, I had promised drinks if they won and to my surprise they had so I kept my word.

Everyone gathered the table quickly as I passed out bottles and shots, Tracy however ended up taking Emma back to their room because she didn't want Emma around the drunken survivors , Martha also had commanded Helena to go due to her being underage. Martha was also underaged but she refused drinks and insisted on staying so she could make sure the others didn't act out, I assume it's from her old job.

For those who stayed Kevin had challenged Norton and Jose to a challenge to see who could drink the most. "They're such idiots.." I turned to see Naib hold a glass of fireball, his usual, "all that's going to happen is I'll be stuck with Norton during his hangover" I simply chuckled in response. "Want some more?" I asked looking at his glass, "nah, one of has to stay sober." I watched him walk to the drunken Norton who was slurring his speech horrendously. He gave up while Kevin and Jose were still going.

Kevin's Pov:

After the match everyone was loosing it, drinking and shouting, the smell of different drinks filled the manor. Me and Jose were downing shots left and right, Norton dropped out because of Naib taking him away but I wasn't going down easily. I was probably 15 shots in when Jose finally slammed his glass and gave a weak quit.

I took one last shot and cheered in success, I sat at the table barely able to keep a stable vision let alone sentence, I turned to see our lovely barmaid walking over, "hey thankS forw the burp drinkks!" I didn't mean for my voice to be so loud but it felt right, she pulled a chair next to me and started to drink from her own bottle. "Yeah, yeah you did good but you wanna see some real drinking?" She asked while raising her bottle, "bottoms up cowboy" I watched In awe as she started to chug down the bottle, everyone stopped to watch. She slammed her bottle and let out a burp while was followed by her loud echoing laughter. Everyone clapped, I tried to clap but I couldn't bother moving, had I seriously just been shown up by...her? Fuck.

I watched her longer as Marg started talking to her, she was pretty hot I'll be honest, but she was just my friend and nuthin more. Sure we flirted but we kept it calm. However I wish she wasn't just my friend, she was so beautiful and talented during matches. I felt calm around her and felt I could be myself, being drunk didn't help either, my thoughts were focused all on her and her goddess like self.

Kiss her. Hold her. Tell her. Just be with her. Touch her hair. Ask her out.

My impulses were week and without realizing I started to speak "Hey Demi?"

Demi's Pov:

I myself was fairly drunk along with the others, I can't even remember what me and Marg were talking about when I felt a stiff hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Kevin just staring at me until he broke the silence and asked to meet me in the kitchen. I sat for a minute trying to remember where the kitchen was until I finally got up and found it.