sweet creature || Wes (dollface)

part six

Content Warning: Sexual Content (masturbation (male), corruption kink, innocence kink), sexual thoughts, swearing, drinking, mild possession, petnames (wes refers to reader as puppy)

Summary: Reader and some members of the clinic go out for drinks after work. Wes has a few realizations about his employee.

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Part of me wondered why I thought it'd be a good idea to get drinks with a few of the people from the clinic after work. Sometimes I wondered why I did a lot of things. Especially like getting drinks after a long day. Was it to just relax? Or was it because of someone? A certain... particular... girl?

Whatever the reason was, it should not have been what made me go to the bar after work. The day I had was incredibly long, and it felt as if it would never end. Although maybe getting drinks with a few coworkers would be a good idea. Letting loose as we had a conversation about anything that crossed our minds. Maybe I'll find a girl to take home and...

Not the girl I would want to take home. Just a random person who seems... Intriguing enough to me. Someone to take my mind off Puppy I actually want. Someone who can just... Help.

I suppose it was probably a good thing I joined the rest of the clinic to get drinks. It was a nice way to let loose, as some would say. Of course, I wouldn't get wasted to the point of not knowing where I was or who I am. Just enough to inebriate me.

My Puppy however had different plans. Because by the time I got to the bar, she was on her 3rd shot and who knows how many drinks, or fancy cocktails she had. She was so far gone, I was mildly worried about how she'd get home and if she'd get home safely. Of course, she would. She knew better than to just leave totally wasted.

Jessica, on the other hand, was very sober. She probably only had a drink or two. Maybe she'd be the one to take Puppy home. All I knew was I didn't have to worry because she would be in good hands if Jessica was the one to take her home.

"Wes! Wes!" Puppy shouted as I approached her and Jessica at the bar. I smiled as I held my beer close to my body. Jessica tried keeping the girl at bay as I got closer to them.

God, I thought. She'd kill me if she knew I called her Puppy. She's cute, adorable, and clueless like a little pup who was new to the world. She was a bit of a klutz, like pups who were new to the world and learning to walk on wobbly legs. Puppy suited her. Puppy was how I referred to her whenever I thought about her... Puppy is who she is. But I'd never mention it to her.

"You having a good time?" I asked as I looked right at Puppy. She hummed happily before taking a sip of her brightly colored cocktail. I partly wondered if she knew that her mouth was going to be as bright as her drink was.

"Jess... Jess said that I could be the drinker since I'm always Designated Driver," she shouted as she nearly toppled over. I smiled and nodded as I kept my eyes on her. All the words that left her mouth slurred together into one long, mess of a word. Thankfully I was fairly fluent in drunk 20-something-year-old to translate what she was saying. "So I'm-"

"Wasted?" I teased. Puppy shouted as she looked at me with wide eyes. A smile quickly donned her lips though as she fell into my body. I looked at her with wide eyes as I caught her to hold her upright. She grasped my shoulders as she looked at my face. The dazed expression she wore on her face made me smile as I looked at her.

"Oh please, Weswee! I'm not wasted!" She shouted as she got closer to my face. I stared right at her before looking over at Jessica, a silent plea for help. Jessica stayed silent as she watched our friend hang on to me. I didn't mind the Pup hanging on me, I just wished she wasn't as drunk as she was.