An Assassin's Love Story

Chapter 17

Y/N'S POV: 

I winced, my throat burning at the sensation of the clear liquid travelling down my throat. 

"Fuck!" 

Slamming the small glass onto the counter, I snatched the bottle from the green haired boy.

"Woah Y/N, slow down. You'll puke your guts out". 

I chuckled, my mind fuzzy. A wave of dizziness washed over me, but I ignored it, instead pouring myself another shot. 

"Shit!" "Y/N, you missed the glass!" 

Lubbock snatched the bottle from my hand and I followed his gaze to the puddle of liquid at my feet. 

"Shit, I'm feeling fucked right now". Stumbling towards the sofa, I took a seat beside Tatsumi. 

"You good Y/N?" 

Smiling, I giggled, before humming in response. 

"You've had too much to drink haven't you?" 

"Nu-uh. I'm fully sober". The boy merely chuckled at my slurred response. "Yeah right". 

"You've left Lubbock to clean up your mess, you know". 

Tatsumi was right. Crouched beside the counter was the green haired boy, a paper towel clenched between his fingers as he continued to mop at the mess on the floor. 

My head bobbed back and forth, my eyes struggling to remain open. 

"Hmm Tatsu... You're such a good friend you know". 

"Tatsu?" Tatsumi's eyes widened at the unexpected nickname. 

"Hm, Tatsu... Tatsu... You have such pretty features..." Poking his cheek, I giggled. 

The boy turned towards me, as I shuffled closer. my mind was clouded, the alcohol taking full control of my body. Before I knew it, I threw myself at the boy. He collapsed onto the couch, his back pressed against the soft cushions. My knees were positioned in between his spread legs and my hands gripped his cheeks. The brown haired boy looked panicked, his face coated in a thick blush.

"Y- Y/N, what are you doing?" 

My lips turned upwards in a mischievous smile. I shuffled my knees closer, as they brushed against his crouch. I began to inch my lips towards his. 

"F- fuck, Y/N, stop it, you're drunk". His rushed words came out in a moan. 

"Jesus Christ Y/N! I left you alone for one minute!" 

"Oof". A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and I was hoisted into the air.

"A-argh". 

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Lubbock's POV: 

I threw the girl over my shoulder and headed down the hallway.

"L- let go of me". "Lubbock!" The girl beat her fists weakly against my back. 

Scoffing, I adjusted my grip on her thighs. My mind swirled with thoughts. 'Was she really going to kiss him?' I knew she was drunk, so I just chalked it up to the alcohol. 'But drunk thoughts are always sober ones right?' 

My face grew hot. Whether it be from anger or envy, I wasn't sure. 

Y/N stopped struggling, instead resting her head on my back. She caressed my hips sensually, wrapping her arms around my waist. The soft touch of her fingertips through the thin material of my shirt sent a shiver up my spine and butterflies erupted from the pit of my stomach.