TOTCF content because my brain go brr

Drunk Cale

"Duuuude. It's been sooooo long sinceee we drank together!!!" Bud slurred his words, reaching over the table to try and hug Cale. Cale recoiled from Bud's hands, his face curling into a disgusted frown. The idiot wasn't even drunk, he was totally faking. He scooted the seat away from him and leaned closer to Cage. 

Bud barely even noticed how he missed, he laid down on the table and giggled. He rested his head on the table and held his face onh his hands. Cale knew just from looking at him, that he was kicking his legs.

"Don't call me dude, you useless secretary." Cale rolled his eyes. He took a sip of the cheap beer in front of him. He hadn't even ordered it, Cage had, but he didn't feel safe with her drinking anymore. He put his glass of water in front of her. 

"You're being more insulting, Young Master Silver Shield." 

"So what, you alcoholic?" 

"Hypocrite."

"Workaholic."

"Ha! Says you." Bud scoffed.

"You made a bet with me, saying you'd work for me if you'd lost. And then lost on purpose."

"Yeah, okay. Talk to me when I've ended four wars m'kay? You just end up doing everything yourself. I have more free time working 24/7 for you, then I did unemployed bro."

"Not your bro. And you're calling yourself a bad employee."

"And so what?"

Cale paused, looking at him with the most clearly confused look. What was he arguing about? He was offended at being called useless, but also, calling himself useless. He stayed silent, blinking once or twice. 

"You never win an argument against me, do you?" Bud's smile grew more cheesy.

"The saying goes its difficult to win against a wise man, but completely impossible to win against a fool." Cale spoke, sipping at the alcohol. He smirked over the ledge of the cup. Bud's smile fell off his face. But before he said a word, Cage hit the table, startling them. 

"Stoop arguing!"

"Okay, my bad, I'm sorry." Cale immediately submitted, his head lowered. Bud nodded to him but looked over at Cale.

"How come you're so tolerant of her??"

"She can kill me with a flick of wrist." 

"What are you even arguing about?? Just drink and have funn!!"

"Might be hard for Cale with his Vitamin R deficiency." Bud adopted a serious and somber look.

"Wait whaaat? Dongsaeng?? Are you like sick??"

"Not your dongsaeng Cage. And Vitamin R isn't a thing."

"Not surprised you don't know about the most important vitamin. Vitamin Rest-" Bud barely got out of his smug mouth before getting a plastic cup hurtled at his head. He laughed as Cale grumbled and looked away.

"He's sooo right though. Are you sick???  Is that why you don't drink anymore?! Cause you really don't drink anymore!!" Cage hiccuped as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder. Cale sighed, but let her snuggle into his shoulder. He took a couple more sips of his beer and grimaced. 

Alcohol in this world sucked. How did Choi Han stomach this crap? Cage suddenly gasped. 

"Wait! Are you going sober?! Have we fucked up your sobriety??" Cage squealed before grabbing his face. She leaned so close Cale noticed a freckle in her eye. Cale blinked, his eyes shifting from left and right with a confused expression as their noses touched.