Love is Stronger than Blood (Snowdrop Oneshots)

52- "you're fucking drunk"

modern AU, requested by IDontHaveAUser12345

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Jang Hanna was jolted out of her sleep by a buzzing noise on her nightstand, where her phone sat. Sleepily, she rubbed her eyes, seeing the contact name.

Lim Sooho.

It was almost one in the morning. Hanna's husband, Lee Kangmu, Lim Sooho, and a couple other of their friends had gone out for drinks the night before. Hanna had politely declined the invitation, since bars weren't really her scene, but she'd allowed, and even encouraged, Kangmu to go without her. He deserved a night off after the rough few work weeks he'd had. Kangmu had been reluctant at first, but Hanna and Sooho had eventually managed to talk him into it.

"Yeoboseyo?" Hanna asked after picking up the call.

"Hanna noona?" Sooho's voice said through the line. "We're on our way back. I'm dropping Kangmu hyung off."

"Okay..." Hanna yawned. "Why did you need to call me about it?"

"Because..." Sooho hesitated. "I want to apologize in advance for him."

"What do you—"

Sooho hung up the phone before Hanna could even complete her sentence. She stared at the blank screen, stunned and confused, until the doorbell rang. Hanna threw the covers off of herself and went to answer it.

Standing outside was Lee Kangmu and Lim Sooho.

"Seobang?" Hanna asked. "Don't you have your keys—"

"He may have gotten into a little drinking contest with Joo Gyeokchan hyung," Sooho blurted out, pushing Kangmu inside.

"It wasn't that bad," Kangmu defended, but then he tripped over thin air and almost crashed right into Hanna, who grabbed and steadied him just in time. He was close enough for her now to smell the alcohol on his breath. His speech was a little slurred, but other than that, he didn't sound too drunk.

Hanna rolled her eyes. "Right. Remind me never to let him do this again."

Sooho gave her a mock salute. "Will do, noona. I'll leave hyung to you, now."

With that, he scurried out the door, closing it behind him.

Hanna sighed and crossed her arms, looking at Kangmu.

"What am I going to do with you..."

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It took a lot of persuasion, pleas, and a few death threats for Hanna to get Kangmu upstairs and into their bedroom. She dug his pajamas from out of the dresser and shoved them into his chest.

"Change."

He grabbed her shoulder, pushing her back. "Sorry, but I already have a wife. She'll murder you if you get too close to me."

Hanna made a face, not knowing whether to laugh or not.

"You enormous idiot... just change your clothes. Brush your teeth while you're at it."

She practically shoved him into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, leaning against it with an exasperated sigh.

A couple minutes later, Kangmu stumbled out of the bathroom. His old clothes had been discarded in a heap on the tile floor, but Hanna had bigger things to worry about at the moment. She grabbed him by the wrist and hauled him towards the bed, making him sit.

"Hanna-ya..."

She looked at him, surprised. "You remember my name?"

Kangmu looked confused. "Why wouldn't I remember my wife's name?"

Hanna shook her head. "No reason. You must be tired. Get some sleep."

"I'm not tired," he said, pouting childishly.

"You're drunk."

"No, I'm not. I only had a few drinks..."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're not drunk? What's your name, then?"

He stared at her blankly.

Hanna rolled her eyes. "You're fucking drunk, Lee Kangmu. You remember my name, but not your own?"

"Ya," he said, leaning forwards and locking his arms around her waist. "It's not my fault that you're so gorgeous. I forget my name every time I look at you."

"Okay that's weird—" Hanna was cut off by Kangmu yanking her in and kissing her. She initially panicked. He'd never been this drunk before, so she had no idea how to handle him. One second he was tripping over himself, but the next he was talking almost normally. One second he was forgetting his own name, the next he was kissing her like his life depended on it. This was a new side of Kangmu, one that scared Hanna much more than the coldhearted Black Tiger ever did. Kangmu, in all things, was all about reason and rationality, but now, his intoxicated self had none of that.

Hanna tried to pull away from the kiss, but Kangmu wouldn't let her. He let her part to breathe for a couple seconds before pushing her down onto the bed and reconnecting their lips. He'd brushed his teeth, but she could still taste the alcohol on his lips and in his breath. She worried that it would somehow intoxicate her as well, or maybe that was just the result of his passionate kisses clouding her mind. It was now her job to be the voice of reason, which she never liked being.

However much Kangmu's lips distracted her, she had enough presence of mind to feel his cold hands slipping up her shirt, trying to pull it off.

"Seobang..." she broke the kiss and grabbed his hands, pulling them away from her. "Stop it."

"But—"

She pushed him away, making him roll onto his back. "You need to sleep. You'll have a nasty hangover in the morning."

He groaned, rolling onto his side. "Do I have to?"

"You have to."

"Fine," he relented, holding his arms out for her. "Sleep with me?"

Not like that, Hanna, she reminded herself. She laid down in his arms, and he smiled, pulling her close to him, his face buried in her hair.

"Saranghae, jagiya."

Hanna closed her eyes, ready to be done with the night's craziness, but before she could fall asleep, Kangmu shook her shoulder.

"What?" She snapped.

"Say you love me back," he said.

Hanna rolled her eyes. She'd lost count of how much she'd done that already that night. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Yes."

"Fine," she turned in his arms, pecking him on the forehead. "Saranghae, seobang. Now go to sleep, you little sshib-saeg-gi."

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Yeoboseyo: hello

Ya: hey

Saranghae: I love you

Sshib-saeg-gi: piece of shit

Thanks to IDontHaveAUser12345 for requesting and I'll see you in the next chapter!

—Suyeong ❣️