Seduce Me one shot book

💚I'm sober this time💚

Sam walked into the club, eyes searching for Mika. Suzu had called him, letting him know that neither she nor Naomi could give her a ride and that they didn't want Mika going alone with an uber, as she was too drunk.

As soon as Suzu saw Sam, she ran over frantically. "I don't know where she's at. I tried to keep her still but damn, even drunk that girl is sneaky."

He started to become worried, knowing how clueless Mika could be when she was drunk, and the possibilities of different outcomes flashed through his mind.

Unfortunately, he wasn't too far off. His eyes finally landed on his roommate and crush, who wore a tight light blue dress, her long raven colored hair flowing around her body. She was staring at a man who'd grabbed her by the wrist, moving to feel her up.

Mindful to not use his superspeed, Sam rushed over to the two and broke her free from the stranger's grasp. Her eyes lit up at seeing him, smiling widely as she spoke, completely slurring her words. "Sam! Ooooh, you should get a drink, we-"

"I'm not drinking, we're going home" he said, cutting her off. She pouted, which he couldn't help but admit was kinda cute, but apparently the strange man wasn't done with them.

"Come on, I'll buy you a drink," he offered, moving to touch her. Sam didn't give him the choice, however, grabbing his arm tightly enough to bruise. The man whimpered a bit, trying to pull away but failing.

Sam was faintly aware of the eyes on him, and the fact that Mika needed to get home, so he let the man go. "Don't even think of trying anything else." Sam warned, and once the man had quickly walked away, he turned around to find Mika and...

Shit! Where did she go? Sam began to search, calling her name as he moved through the club. He needed to find her before she got into more trouble.

Finally, he found her again, ordering a drink for herself. Sam rushed over; no way was she drinking more. "Hey, we're leaving. No more drinks." He said, and the bartender seemed to agree judging the grateful look she was giving him.

"But Saaaam." She pleaded. "One more?"

As tempted as he was, he shook his head. "No."

She stuck her bottom lip out slightly but didn't protest when Sam lightly placed a hand on her back and led her out. He didn't miss her lack of coordination though and was already prepared to catch her when she started to fall. She only laughed while Sam picked her up bridal style, waving slightly at Suzu and Naomi who were walking out as well, and going outside.

He could feel her gaze burning into his skin as he carried her to the car and ignored it until one of her hands went to cradle his cheek as she giggled softly. "You're kinda cute."

Sam blushed and shook his head. "Sure I am, Doofus."

Mika began to laugh more, confusing the hell out of Sam until she explained. "I like it when you call me Doofus."

He raised a brow, glancing at her as he laughed softly. When he got her settled into the car, she seemed to have calmed down a bit. Getting back to the Mansion, he used his super speed to scoop her up before she could try and walk. "Thank you, fine gentleman." She joked.

Sam rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah whatever."

When they got inside, the others were coming to the lobby when they arrived. "Is she okay?" Matthew asked.

Sam shrugged. "Just some alcohol, she'll be fine."

Mika began to snicker behind her hand. "Yall are drama queens. Even Sam."

Damien chuckled slightly at her drunk thoughts as him and the others returned to their respective activities. Sam shook his head and started up the stairs when Mika started to comb through his hair. "I think I like you." She said plainly, and Sam felt his heart squeeze painfully.

She was drunk, badly. She didn't like him; she'd say the same thing to any of his brothers. "You have a nice jaw." Yep. Definitely drunk.

He walked in her room, setting her down so she could get ready for bed. Mika, however, had other plans. She kept her arms around his shoulders even as he set her on her feet, smiling at him. "Do you like me?"

Sam frowned a bit. "You're drunk."

Sam hated how sad she suddenly looked, his knees threatening to give out on the spot. But no matter how much he wanted to tell her how he felt, he needed to do it when she was sober. Hoping to make it seem like less of a rejection, he moved to ruffle her hair with his hand. "If you wanna talk in the morning, we will." He offered.

She smiled softly as she walked away from him, fumbling as she went to find clothes. Sam took this as a sign to leave for bed, so he awkwardly left the room, leaving her by herself.

*

The next morning, Sam sat in his room as he watched YouTube on his phone. The night before was fresh on his mind, and her drunken confession almost felt like torture. Her face when he didn't claim to reciprocate hurt even worse. But she'd been drunk, she'd wake up today and be super embarrassed, and-

A knock on the door broke Sam from his thoughts, and when he opened the door, he was surprised to see Mika. She looked disheveled, pale too, but she had a soft smile. He prepared himself for her to say she hadn't meant it.

"I like you, and I'm sober this time."