×Your Feline Fantasy× (Baron × Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 6 - Later That Night

(Y/N's pov)

'Drink?' Baron hands me a glass of – wait is that alcohol?

'You are of age now, so I assume you'd want one.' he continued. I stared at the glass hesitantly. I accepted it simply because I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings (somehow).

Muta, with a full belly, had passed out on the sofa in the sitting room and Toto has turned back into a gargoyle. So it's pretty much just me and Baron, again.

To avoid disturbing Muta in his deep slumber, Baron suggested to stay in his bedroom to hang out a bit more longer. As someone who doesn't sleep that much, I guess he doesn't mind staying up late.

I didn't have the slightest idea when, why and how Baron had a rather interesting variety of drinks in his bedroom.

From what I know, cats are prohibited to be given whiskey, wine, beer or any kind of alcoholic drinks at all. But then – our gentleman isn't exactly a cat so I guess it's okay?

Besides, I've tasted alcohol before when I was twelve, Dad has tried giving me a sip of his glass once, and its bitter taste gave me a horrible impression. I never understood why adults could get addicted to it, but I guess it'd taste at least a little different now that I'm grown up now.

I pressed the glass to my lips and took it all in, quickly swallowing it to avoid the crude taste; which wasn't exactly helpful, I stuck my tongue out to relieve from the bitterness.

'How is it?' asked Baron curiously, resting his chin on his knuckles as he watches me closely.

'Ehm- like, 15% better than the last time I tasted.' I shrugged. 'Not really sure but I'll probably grow into it somehow. Aren't you gonna be drinking anything?'

'I think I may have some catnip stored somewhere.' said Baron.

'And that's your way of getting drunk?' I asked, confused.

'Not exactly drunk, just a bit drowsy.' he explained. 'I'm not used to be overdosing myself with catnip, I'm afraid.'

'At least have a little bit.' I chuckled, pouring myself another glass. 'I can't be the only getting drunk here. Please~?'

I was glad that Baron was kind enough to not leave me alone. He takes out a miniature jar of catnip and dropped a pinch of the dried plant into his mouth. 

Meanwhile, I was already on my seventh glass, feeling kind of disappointed. I thought he'd have more than that, I sunk into my seat and accidentally fell on my back on the bed, causing my drink to spill on the sheets.

'Ah!' I gasped softly, caressing the wet sheets. 'Sorry.'

'I think you've had enough for tonight.' Baron pushes the cork back into the bottle and closed it shut. I closed my eyes and exhaled, I plopped back onto the bed.

'Y/N.' Baron sits beside me. 'Up you get now, let's get you to bed.'

'Mm mm.' I shook my head and buried my face into the soft pillows.

'At least get dressed.' I heard Baron say.

'No...' I whined.