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𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊 🌸

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, hanma shuji, matsuno chifuyu, mitsuya takashi,

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of alcohol, slightly suggestive in draken’s and hanma’s

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘:

THE POUTY/CLINGY DRUNK: clings to you the whole night, pouts when your attention’s not on him, sulks when you talk to other people, death glares anyone who tries to get too close to you, and probably tries to fight someone at some point but he’s too out of it so you stop him before he makes a fool of himself

“mikey, can you at least stop leaning so much weight on me? you’re heavy,” you insist, sighing when his arms squeeze around your waist tighter. you run a finger through his hair as he death glares the bar tender behind you.

“bar tender keeps smiling at you,” he spits. “imma fight him, show him what ‘m made of.”

“you’re made of a wobbly idiot who can’t stand on his own right now,” you say flatly, chuckling when he whines and digs his face into your neck. “and it’s his job to smile.”

“don’ go falling in love with the bartender. love me, kay?”

“okay,” you chuckle.

“‘m still gonna fight ‘im. roundhouse his ass after his shift,” he glowers, tugging you closer to him with a pout.

✿ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍:

THE TEASING DRUNK: rare time he lets go and just relaxes, and he makes it his mission to fluster you. thinks he’s being incredibly funny, interrupts your sentences for kisses, compliments you out of the blue, makes suggestive comments, winks at you after saying something flirty, he’s just intolerable. but you love him <3

“babe, babe, guess what?” draken smirks, poking your cheek. sighing, you try to wrestle his six foot figure into the passenger seat, but he’s not having it.

“what? what is it, ken?”

“you’re really hot,” he says with a wide grin, hands wandering down your waist. sighing, you tuck a strand of hair behind his ear, rolling your eyes.

“thank you, ken. now please get in—”

“really hot without clothes too. take ‘em off,” he winks as he interrupts you, making you groan when people passing by chuckle. shoving him, you force him into the car.

“swear to god, ken. cut it out, you menace.”

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀:

THE OBNOXIOUS DRUNK: it’s his life goal to let everyone and their mom know you’re his, tries to make out with you in front of everyone, grabs your ass, steals your drink, pokes your cheek, asks to go home so he can do other things, but you only drag him home to save your dignity

“yeah, have them screamin’ my name every night,” hanma grins, pointing at you with his thumb and making the couple beside you shuffle awkwardly as they give him tight smiles.

“he does no such thing,” you try to laugh off.

“oh, i do,” he calls over your shoulder as you shove him towards the door. “that’s why i’m being dragged out right no—”

“have a nice rest of your night,” you interrupt. “shuji, shut up,” you warn. smirking, hanma leans in and kisses you, hungrily trying to deepen it while you pull away.

“baby, c’mon,” he groans. “jus’ tryna get some.”

✿ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔:

THE FLUSTERED DRUNK: blushes when you grab his hand, stutters when you call him babe, practically passes out when you push away hair from his sweaty forehead. he probably forgets you’re dating by the end of the night, shocked to his core when you call him babe

“h-hi there,” chifuyu stutters, waving at you shyly when you walk up to him with a soft smile. stroking a hand through his hair, you move the sweaty locks away from his forehead. he gulps at the gesture.

“ready to go home, baby?”

“h-huh? did you say baby?” he stares at you with wide eyes, cheeks flushing a dark crimson at your words.

“chifuyu? are you okay, babe?” leaning in, you press a gentle kiss to his jaw, making his breath hitch. he stumbles back, making you furrow your brows, grabbing his hand and steadying him.

“wha—who are you?”.

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀:

THE EMOTIONAL DRUNK: tries to give you a whole emotional speech of why he’s grateful for you and how you’ve changed his life for the better and how much you mean to him, and you have to stand there in the middle of the parking lot and listen because you just can’t bring yourself to interrupt him

“and…and you’re so sweet, you know? you help me take care of my sisters, make sure i eat, gimme kisses,” mitsuya lists, putting a finger up for each reason he loves you. “and you always put ‘lil smiley faces when you text me g’night. those make me happy,” he rambles.

“i’m so glad you like them, baby,” you nod. “how about you tell me the rest in the car—”
“and when ‘m sad, we cuddle. and you play with my hair, and cheer me up, and then ‘m not sad anymore,” he adds, hugging you tightly and leaning his head into your shoulder. “gonna marry you some day,” he murmurs. smiling, you run your fingers through his hair, kissing his temple.

“some day,” you agree. “we’ll get married some day. but for now, we’re gonna go into the—”

“and i love how supportive you are too, ya know?” you sigh, nodding along as he continues.

891 words

- hanmine