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ChuuyaxMalereader {Drunk Idiot}

You grabbed the file from the desk. You sighed.

Another job.

You were a low rank in the Port Mafia. You couldn't really do much or be any good of use to them. Your ability was Scarlet Jewels. It allowed you to change your eyes to the color red to sense the greed in someone. All you ever did was handle small jobs.

Well, you were a good friend of that one Mafia Executive named Chuuya Nakahara. You both had a mutual understanding of one another. You both spoke whenever you saw each other and it wasn't that hard to get along with him.

But you had to admit, you did catch feelings. You know you shouldn't be thinking of a Mafia Executive in that way, so you always brushed off your feelings. Even though you did so, those feelings were still there.

You read the paper to see which job you'd have to do next.

You'd have to help load weapons to a large boat.

You folded the paper, put it in your pocket, and began walking out of the room.

~Time Skip~
After a boring day of work, you were walking down the sidewalk. You were exhausted from today. You had to help load weapons and ammunition, handle affairs with other Mafia workers, or just check on useless things.

You stopped whenever you saw a bar to your right.

You sighed.

Why not?

You walked inside the bar and walked over to the front counter.

Coincidentally, Chuuya Nakahara happened to be sitting at the front counter on a stool.

You didn't notice him, "Whiskey." You told the bartender.

She looked at you and smiled, "Yes sir." She began walking away.

You sat down on a stool.

Chuuya noticed you from the corner of his eyes. He looked at you, "L/n?"

You looked to your left, "Nakahara?"

~Time Skip~
"And after that, I was worn out." Chuuya finished telling you about his day as he took a sip of his wine.

"More interesting than my day." You stared down at your whiskey, "All I did were useless things today."

"Like what?"

"Having to carry boxes of ammunition and weapons to a boat, a guy was having a sexual relationship with a Port Mafia worker's fiance, so I had to handle that.. And check on other useless things."

"Every job in the Mafia is important. What makes you think yours isn't?" He raised a brow.

"...Just nevermind." You told him and drank your whiskey. You put the glass down.

Chuuya started drinking his wine again.

"Do you come here every night?" You asked him.

"I go to any bar that has good alcohol. What about you?"

"I don't go to bars often."

"Not a fan of drinking?"

"I prefer drinking at my house more."

"Oh, I get that." He drank his wine again.

"Are you planning on getting drunk?" You looked at him.

"I usually get drunk every time I go to a bar."

"I'm honestly scared of getting drunk."

"Why's that?"

"What if I end up getting myself killed?"

"You're an overthinker."

You sipped your whiskey, "Maybe I am."

~Time Skip~
You glanced at Chuuya who was slurring all of his words as he spoke to you.

He was drunk.

"And that bandaged bastard never stops shit talking about my height!" He complained.

"How tragic." You rested your chin on your palm.

"I'm thinking about calling him and asking him to let me beat his ass right now!"

"Wait, don't do that." You sat up completely.

"Why not? He's such an ass!"

"At least do it when you're sober.." You got off of your stool, "C'mon, I'll take you home."

"But I haven't beaten his ass yet!"

"You'll do it tomorrow." You gently grabbed his wrist and helped him get off the stool.

He stumbled and leaned forward on you. His head rested on your shoulder as he looked at you, "You're handsome.."

You blushed furiously as you looked at him, "Huh?"

He chuckled drunkenly, "Your confusion is always so cute."

"U-uh, let's just go." You made him stop leaning against you. You led him out of the bar.

~Time Skip~
"Where even is your house?" You asked Chuuya as you made him lean against you so he wouldn't trip over air again.

"Uh.. in there!" He pointed at a store.

You sighed, "You know what, you'll stay at my place tonight."

He looked at you, "A night with you? I like the sound of this.." He was on his toes to lean close to your face.

You quickly moved him away while blushing, "Al-alright, this way!" You grabbed his arm and began walking again.

~Time Skip~
You led Chuuya inside your house.

He walked inside your bedroom and landed face first on it.

You sighed and took his hat off, as well as his large coat, cropped jacket and his shoes, "Alright. I'll be in the living room. See ya in the morning."

"Wait.." He whined.

You looked at him.

"C'mere."

You felt your face heat up a bit as you walked over to him.

He suddenly grabbed both sides of your face.

"Na-nakahara?!"

"That's Chuuya to you, handsome.." He slammed his lips against yours.

You turned into a deep red as he pulled away.

"My goodnight kiss." He mumbled childishly.

"Goo.. Goodnight." You were stunned.

"Hm.. goodnight." He laid down. He began snoring instantly.

You walked out of the room, still shocked.

That drunk idiot.

~Time Skip~
In the morning, Chuuya groaned as he walked out of the bedroom, "Wait... THIS ISN'T MY HOUSE!" He began freaking out.

You walked down the hallway with a mug of coffee and stopped. You both stared at each other.

"..How are you feeling?" You mumbled awkwardly.

"Like shit.. What am I doing here?"

"You got drunk. Someone had to make sure you didn't get yourself killed."

"...What did I do last night?"

Your eyes widened, "N-nothing!"

"Alright..? Where's my hat?"

"O-on that dresser."

"Okay, thanks." He began walking to the bedroom again.

You blushed as you sipped the coffee.

Maybe it's best that he doesn't know..