sunshine - jean kirschtein

6

''Where is that music coming from?''

You thought that you must have fallen asleep listening to Arabella on your headphones since it was so loud.

You didn't even want to open your eyes as your bed was more comfortable than usual, but it felt like you had slept for way too much time so you sat on the bed and rubbed your eyes with both hands.

When you opened them, you looked at your surroundings with confusion, now noticing that you didn't have headphones on, so the music was definitely coming from outside of the bedroom. And that's when you finally realized that this wasn't your bedroom in the first place, it was Armin's. You had fallen asleep God knows for how long, so you looked at your watch and checked the time.

11:15 PM

''Shit, it's late. I have to go home. Where's my phone? Why didn't he wake me up? Also why is he listening to music so fucking loud?'' You decided to walk out of the bedroom to search for those answers.

When you opened the door, you found yourself with even more unanswered questions than before. There were 20, 25, or maybe 30 people scattered all around Armin's house. Arctic Monkeys were blasting on the speakers, and there were red cups and bottles on the kitchen island.

''Is this a fucking party?'' you thought. You were having a hard time processing everything, you were still sleepy from that long nap. And it was a party, indeed.

Then, you suddenly remembered that it was Armin's birthday. Probably all of his old friends from high school were there. While still standing at the door of Armin's bedroom, you saw some familiar faces from back in the day, dancing clumsily with cups in their hands.

You glanced at Armin's front door and saw him welcoming new people in, so all you had to do now was walk towards his direction, ask him for your phone and leave. Also, you had to be careful and not to be seen by anyone on your way there. Couldn't be too hard, right?

''NO WAYYYYY Y/N??? I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOUUUUUUU'' A pair of arms wrapped around your neck in a tight hug.

''Oh my god! Hiii'' you replied with difficulty.

''Be careful, Pieck. You're going to choke her''

As you encountered two friends from school, your plan of leaving the party had to be delayed for some time.

''Don't worry, Pock. I'm so happy to see you guys I wouldn't mind it''

''That's not my name''

You spent the following hour talking to them, reminiscing about your memories in high school and bursting out laughter. Thankfully, Pieck and Porco didn't ask you why you were at Armin's party. Maybe they didn't care or maybe they were just too drunk to notice that.

And you were getting drunk too.

It started with taking a sip from Porco's drink. Then, Pieck forced you to drink a shot with her at the same time. After that, Porco brought a drink for you. Another shot.

Yes, you were pretty much drunk, which was not very Y/N-like, but hanging out with your friends put you in the mood. You were having the time of your life, completely forgetting about the idea of leaving.

After your fourth drink, you began to think about how much you missed a certain someone. ''Am I the horny type of drunk?'' you thought.

You began to feel all the parts of your body that were not being touched by Jean and daydreamed about that day in his apartment, about how much you wanted him to feast on you once again, and forever. You were so in love with him it was painful, you wanted nothing but to be by his side, and him to be inside of you. Yes, you were the horny type of drunk after all.