Sadie Sink Imagines

drunk (s.s)

warning: slight mention of sexual themes

in which Sadie gets way too drunk

You woke up to a loud and incessant ringing in your ear. Grumbling, you pushed your pillow over your head, hoping that it would help block out the noise. Unfortunately, it did nothing, and you were forced to reach out and answer your phone.

"Hello?" you muttered, voice scratchy and filled with sleep.

"Y/N! Hi!" Millie's voice practically yelled through the phone, and you had to pull it away to help with the volume. "Listen, I'm here with Sadie, and she's way too--"

"Is that Y/N?" you heard Sadie shout in the background.

"Yes, it is. As I was saying--No! Give me my phone!" You laughed as you heard shuffling before Sadie's voice came to the foreground. 

"Y/N! Hiiiiiii! I miss you, my love," the redhead slurred. 

"I miss you, too, baby. Can you give Millie her phone back?"

"M'kay," Sadie agreed.

"Sorry about her," Millie said after finally being given her phone again. "Anyway, Sadie's way too drunk. Any chance you can come pick her up?"

"Yea, send me the address, and I'll be right there," you said, already beginning to pull yourself out of bed.

"Perfect. See you soon." The brit hung up the phone as you scrambled to look presentable, knowing that Sadie was at a public bar. You didn't feel like having any paparazzi take pictures of you in your spiderman pajama pants.

The address popped up on your phone less than a minute later, and you groaned when you realized that it was nearly half an hour away. "I hate you, Sadie," you mumbled before grabbing your keys and getting in your car.

When you finally arrived at the bar, it was still in full swing. There were people all around the parking lot, and you almost couldn't find a place to park. However, once you did, you immediately made your way inside, ignoring all of the people asking if you had a cigarette they could use. 

"Y/N!" you heard a familiar voice as you stepped through the doorway. When you turned, you were pulled into a hug. You pulled away and smiled at Finn.

"Hey, Finn. Have you seen my girlfriend?" He nodded, pointing towards the other end of the bar. You grinned at him thankfully before maneuvering your way through sweaty bodies and wandering hands. 

"Oh, finally! You're here!" Millie exclaimed as soon as she caught sight of you. She grabbed your arm, tugging you towards a booth in the corner. There layed your redheaded beauty, slumped against a table, fast asleep. "She fell asleep right after we hung up." You nodded, knowing how quickly the girl gets tired when she's wasted.

You shook her slightly, but she just grumbled and tried to move away from you. "Sades, c'mon. Let's go home." She sat up when she heard your voice, her blue eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Y/N!" she smiled, throwing her arms around your waist. You hugged her back as best as you could, running your hands through her hair. 

"Hi, precious. Let's get home, okay?" The girl nodded into your stomach, and you giggled. You helped her stand, but once you realized she wasn't going to be able to walk, you picked her up, carrying her to your car out front.

You settled her into the passenger seat, and she fell asleep almost immediately. You laughed as you buckled her in before running over to the driver's seat and heading towards home. 

When you arrived, you carried her once again into the house the two of you shared and into your bedroom.

"Sades, I'm gonna help you get changed, alright?" The girl mumbled in agreement, and you began to take off her dress, wanting nothing more than to make sure your girlfriend slept comfortably. The redhead, however, had a different idea. 

"Sex?" she asked under her breath. You laughed.

"No, baby. You have to get ready for bed." The redhead nodded and fell back against the mattress again, allowing you to undress her. You quickly put her in one of your sweatshirts and a pair of soft shorts before she had the idea to suggest anything sexual again.

You tucked her beneath the covers before climbing in next to her, pulling her into your arms. "I love you, drunky," you whispered into her hair. 

"Loves you, too," she said before sleep took over both of you completely.