forever young | various tr x reader

4: i'm a genius

yuzuha was still on the couch, talking to a cute boy who was sitting where you were previously. she was nodding along and smiling to whatever he was saying. he rested a hand on her knee, patting it a couple times before getting up and walking away. her eyes trailed after him until she spotted you coming her way, and she waved you over.

"you missed it, some of the guys from the eighth division showed up." she said as you plopped down.

"they did?" you questioned.

"yeah, they just left. who knows what they were here for."

"weird. kakucho even said they don't really come to these events." you remembered. "by the way, do you know -"

"oh my gosh!! is that who i think it is?!" you heard someone exclaim.

you turned toward the source of the noise and saw hina, drink in hand and her cheeks flush. she was waving at you, quickly walking your way. a guy with blonde hair trailed a couple steps behind her, nervously laughing as his face was also red.

"she's hammered." yuzuha commented, and you let out a laugh.

"hello!!" hina shouted, grinning and standing in front of the couch.

"hey hina. you doing okay?" you asked with a warm smile.

"absolutely! i'm having so much fun!" she grinned, and the guy who was behind her rubbed his neck lightly.

"that's good. who's this guy?" you nodded at the blonde guy with her. now that you got a closer look, he had been with hakkai the day before.

"this is my boyfriend, takemichi-kun!" she pointed to him proudly.

"oohhh.." you said, remembering the guy with the thick lips who tried to hit on you. "i met one of your friends earlier."

"which one?! he's friends with everyone here!" hina interjected. she giggled so hard at her own joke that she spilled her drink, staining the entire front of the white top she wore.

"oh shit." yuzuha said, unwrapping her sweater from around her waist and passing it to takemichi. "it might be bed time for you, hina-chan!"

"what? it's only a little stain!" she said drunkenly, looking down at her shirt. it was mostly see through now, but she couldn't tell the difference. "besides, i haven't even finished my drink!!"

"come on, hina. it's time to go home." takemichi tried telling her, gently grabbing her arm to take her home.

"no! i want to talk more!" hina exclaimed.

takemichi looked like he was at a loss, unable to convince his girlfriend to go.

wow, i know who's the bossier one in their relationship, you giggled to yourself.

"hina-chan, at least put this on." yuzuha motioned for takemichi to hand her the sweater.

"fine..." hina said dejectedly, letting takemichi help her put it on. as she was putting her arms through the armholes, she lost her balance, and you reached out to steady her before she could topple over.

"good thing your drink was already empty!" you laughed.

hina must have thought it was the funniest thing in the world because she cackled wildly in response.

"uh.. let's go home hina." takemichi helped her back up, but she immediately stumbled.

"do you need help? seems like she can barely stand." you asked him, your eyebrows pulling together.

"actually... that'd be great. she doesn't like it when i change her." takemichi chuckled nervously. "it's weird though, she didn't drink that much."

you and yuzuha looked at each other, an unspoken communication passing between you. but before you could stand up to go with them, she beat you to it.