𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

𝟕 | 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚.

You're as pretty as a picture.
Has anyone ever told you before
You're the image of an angel from above
And you were just meant for me to adore

Concern and vexation overtook me as I smelled vodka from Amaya's breath. "Amaya," I say, softly. "Who gave you alcohol, sweetheart?" I put it into words, which was brimming with wrath and displeasure.

Her eyes met mine, which was glassy and unfocused, alcohol has God damn effect on her. "I didn't drink alcohol. I only drank water." Amaya muttered, her voice was slurred and shaky with some hiccups.

There was a moment of silence, before I asked, "Love, did you drink my water?" She tried to answer but her voice came out stumble and slurry on her reply.

"Sweetheart, answer me," I asked again, firmly but softly. "Yes," she uttered with a hiccup.

Fuck, she tipples my vodka. "Why did you do that, love." I wasn't asking her that, but my voice came out a little loud which reached her ears. She parted her lips to answer but a hiccup left from her mouth.

I was fuming on myself; I shouldn't have ordered a vodka for myself. My daze was broken by a hand grabbing my arm and it was Amaya's, her hold was loose and trembling.

My eyes scrutinized her face, and all my anger vanished with one sight of her, as in this condition she still managed to look so adorable. Her lips were sticking out in a pout that made me want to kiss her until she became breathless.

"Revansh," she says, with her unfocused eyes and slurry voice. "You look two─" I didn't understand what actually she was trying to verbalize but I could guess that she had double vision for sure.

"Sweetheart─" She didn't let me complete and climbed onto my lap, clumsily settling herself on my thighs she rested her head over my shoulder, but she stumbled until I caught her swiftly and grabbed her hips firmly.

Her warm breath hit my ear, and a shiver ran down my spine. Her warm and soft body mounded into my arms like it was made for me to hold making my pulse quicken. I tried to keep my thoughts focused, but her presence was intoxicating.