Infatuation (Chuuya Nakahara x OC)

Chapter Three

“Whoo hoo!!!” Chuuya yelled, gripping at my waist. We were on my bike speeding through the streets down to my favorite bar. 

“Be careful dumbass you don’t even have a helmet on,” I said, irked.

“I have my ability you know,” Chuuya said with the voice of “are you stupid”. I parked my bike in a hidden alleyway and hopped off once again dragging Chuuya with me by the hand.

“What the hell! I can walk on my own!” Chuuya exclaimed, slightly blushing at the sudden contact.

“Okay,” I said, dropping his hand and walking into the dimly lit bar. Chuuya walked in right behind me.

“Yo barkeep your strongest vodka right here,” I said, raising my hand in the air.

“No problem kid. What about you?” the barkeep said to Chuuya and I. 

“Just a sec sir. Ayuna, what should I get? I've never drank before?!” Chuuya asked, seemingly stressed.

“You know what you want. I’ve watched you down bottles of wine before Chuuya,” I said accusingly. 

“Agh whatever. Barkeep give me your finest wine,” Chuuya ordered.

“Right away kiddo,” the barkeep said, giving us a small smile. He slid my vodka over to me and handed Chuuya his wine.

“We should have a drinking contest Chuuya! Whoever drinks the most glasses of their drink without passing out wins. The winner gets one favor of any kind from the loser. How's that sound to you Chuuya?” I asked, smirking. I know Chuuya is a light weight, but I can drink my weight in vodka and barely be buzzed so I should win. 

“Sure that’s fine by me, but isn’t it a bit unfair since your drink is far stronger than mine?” Chuuya asked.

“Yeah it’s very fair since you're a lightweight. Plus I can handle my liquor,” I taunted, smirking mischievously. 

“Okay! You're on!!” Chuuya exclaimed, drinking his class to his lips and chugging down the wine. I can already tell he’s buzzed just from that. His cheeks are turning a little pink from the alcohol.

“Oh just so you know. I am an honest drunk so I’ll probably spout some crazy nonsense later, but I don’t really care,” Chuuya said, signaling for another glass. 

“Got it, same here though,” I said, taking my vodka down in one good shot also signaling for a second glass. 

“Hey barkeep. Care to count for us?” I asked.

“Sure thing kiddo,” the barkeep said lightly laughing, giving Chuuya and I another glass of our respective drinks.

“Okay! Three, two, one, bottoms up!” Chuuya and I exclaimed, smiling. I can tell Chuuya is already a little drunk, but that’s his problem. Chuuya looks hot when he’s drunk. No brain stop it! After about half an hour Chuuya was super drunk. He was muttering things and all his speech was slurred. I was a bit drunk too, well more like really drunk, but that doesn’t matter. I won the drinking competition. I noticed Chuuya was staring at me really hard. 

“Is something wrong,” I asked Chuuya.

“No nuffings wong Ayuna. You just look weawy pwetty,” Chuuya slurred.(A/N - If you didn’t get that he said she was really pretty and that nothing is wrong.)

“Thanks Chuuya. You look really pretty too~,” I said. Oh shit did I just say that to his face? It’s fine Ayuna just calm down. He will have forgotten by morning. Suddenly Chuuya grabbed my waist and sat me on his lap.