Work sucked. The Hadal Blacksite workers that used to occupy the facility made that abundantly clear.
So, it was no surprise when you and Sebastian came upon a stash of flasks that contained liquor.
Although the main purpose was to restock his shop, he couldn't help himself.
He giggled mischievously, turning his upper torso, and looking down towards you. "Wanna drink?"
You looked up at him, absolutely dumbfounded. "I never have before."
"Well." He opened a holster on his tail that would normally hold supplies, stuffing two flasks into each until there were no more.
"This will be fun, promise—! I think, I haven't before, either." He sheepishly grinned, shaking away that embarrassing confession.
"Let's head back, shall we?" He held out his third arm's hand for you to hold onto, and you happily accept it.
You both head back, engaging in small talk about the entities that dwell here.
He reminisces on how their states were before he let them loose, but you said 'set free' was a better way of putting it.
He hums, lost in thought before replying, "I don't get why you're sympathetic towards them, or even me. I'm the one that set those creatures feee, and they could have killed you."
"But they didn't, and that means I can be here with you." You press a kiss to the top of his hand.
"But—"
"Nuh uh."
The rest of the way there was spent in a comfortable silence.
After arriving, he allowed you to go through the vent first, following right after you.
He took every flask out of his pouches with your help, setting them on his table.
The little origami model of him tipped over from the table shaking. He put it back up, smiling as he remembers when you first gave it to him.
He grabs two flasks, handing you one.
He pops it open, and you do too. "Cheers to our first, hm?" He holds his flask up, that same stupid smile on his face.
You held yours up to his, clinking it before you both down it.
The taste didn't register for a second, but when it did, it hit. Hard.
Your eyes widened, swallowing thickly as you palm your throat while coughing. The burn being apparent in your throat and nose.
Sebastian doesn't look any better, it looks like the daylights have been beaten out of him. From what you see, he took it better since he's not on the floor coughing his lungs up as you're doing now.
After your lungs recover, you notice a funny feeling.
Your head is spinning, and your lips feel loose.
"Seb..." You call out, standing up, albeit weakly, trying to walk to him without tripping over your own legs.
Unfortunately, you end up falling, hitting the ground with a small 'oof'. The pain wasn't too noticeable, what you really focused on was this newfound feeling.
"Seb..." You looked up from the ground, reaching your hands up. A new feeling came up, was your face always this hot?
Sebastian looked down at you, his body not being able to sit still. He picked you up like a lazy cat, your body dangling. You can't help but giggle stupidly as your words slur together.
"I... love—you!" Sebastian thought it was so cute how your head fell back, especially how flushed your face was.
His ear fins wiggled happily, he felt like he was floating on clouds.
He's never felt this light before.
Sebastian pressed your body against his, earning himself a long drawn out sigh from you. He smothered your face in kisses, although a bit sloppily since he was extremely uncoordinated.
"H...nn..." You shut your eyes, the spinning feeling somehow accelerating.
"You won't... fall. I got you." He whispered, slurring his words only a little bit.
You became noticeably clingier. Sebastian didn't mind it, of course, maybe he should find more stashes...
You couldn't keep your grubby hands away from his face, your head lazily resting on your shoulder while you squished his cheeks.
"I feel so—stupid? That's a really funny word, huh? Stupid!" Your own words threw you into a fit of giggles, Sebastian only looked at you as if you were the only one who mattered in the whole entire universe.
And you do, to him, at least.
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grateful [Sebastian Solace x Reader]
Фанфикsebastian seems to have grown fond of a certain somebody and grows attached since they feel like home.