𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃
- 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐇 𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀 -
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄❝ 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒?
𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? ❞▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
(A/n: NSFW warning. It's going to be in Wolfwood's pov for this chapter.)I slowly opened my eyes.
I remember we found the hotel Y/n was talking about and decided we were gonna stay there. There wasn't a bar nearby, but there was canned and glassed beer we could buy from the front desk.
Y/n had way too much to drink, and so did I, but still not as much as her. I remember dragging her up to one of the rooms we had rented for the night, setting her drunken self down on the bed, then going to the bathroom for a reason I can't recall.
The rest was foggy. I can't picture what happened in my head.
So that's how I ended up here: plainly in my boxer briefs and laying in the bed with the blankets piled on the floor.
I looked around, but didn't lift my head from the bedding. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw The Punisher leaning up against the wall. It was dark, making the room I was in a deep blue color.
God I'm thirsty...I need water.
I was just about to get up before I saw Y/n walk over to me. Her hair was messy, she was wearing a white tank top, no bra and navy blue panties.
"Oh...Y/n...It's you." my throat was dry and it kinda hurt to talk. "Water..." I mumbled, trying to get up from my spot on the bed, but Y/n had abruptly straddled me, keeping me in place.
The woman leaned forward. "You were mumbling something about being thirsty, so I got you some waaaaaterrrrr." Y/n slurred out as she shoved a water bottle in my face.
"Well I can't drink it while laying down right." I said, looking away from Y/n. Seeing her with barely any clothing on made me feel strange. The h/c woman scooted back and was now sitting on top of my thighs. I sat up, and she gave me the water bottle.
"Thanks." I took a long drink from the metal container, and some of the water dripped down my chin.
"You're welcooommmmme."
Once I was done I looked Y/n in the eyes. She gave me a drunk smile and snatched the bottle away from me. Then moved back up to her original spot on my pelvis and pushed me back down.
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