Batmom & Batfamily Imagines 『√』

Drunk

Requested by; rebotgaming

Hope you'll like it. Bruce and Reader are close friends.

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"Come on bats! Lighten up!" Barry chirped from in front of you, a bottle of alcohol in his hand as the other held a wine glass. He was so happy his face became so bright, brighter than the sun.

Currently, some of the Justice League member were in the Wayne Manor, some of them were busy with their own family and friends. Clark suggested that the League needed to do some bonding time, you and Bruce were the only one who stayed silent as the both of you gave each other a 'this is going to be bad' look.

And it did go bad, for Bruce, they picked his place to hang out at since he got the perfect place. Hal was the one who suggested the idea.

"What about his place?" Hal spoke up with a straight face as he pointed at Batman who didn't even spare a glance at him, he just let out a grunt as a response. "I'll take that as a yes."

That was how you and the others ended up here, in some kind of an alcohol party at Bruce's place. You stared at your glass in your hand, twirling it with no interest.

"Come on, (Y/N). You too lighten up! You hang out with Bruce too much and now look at you." Barry, who also your close friend chimed, slinging his arm around your shoulder. He was drunk, he brought his special alcohol his friend made him so he could get drunk.

You glanced at J'onn, he didn't even bother to transform into his human appearance since it was only the League, he had an alcohol in his hand but didn't bother to drink it...yet.

Then you turned your gaze to Diana, she didn't drink any alcohol at first but after a few moments that you assumed that she would like the drink or not, she drank it and she liked it so she gave it another go, until she went...drunk.

Next was Adam, he was already half drunk with a very wasted Hal Jordan on his side before Barry stumbling his way over to Adam's other side and took a seat. The three of them chatted, you couldn't hear them because they were pretty far from your seat.

You also saw Bruce and Clark chugged on their drinks, soon you followed.

"Whatever." You muttered under your breath before finally drinking the strong liquid. "Not bad." You chuckled and pour another shot for yourself.

An hour, or maybe more, had passed. You weren't drunk yet, but your friends sure were. Some of them had passed on a couch and the floor. You took some nuts to went along with the liquor only to be stopped by the man of steel with his hand taking yours.

"What is it Clark?" You asked, looking up. To your surprise, his eyes were lidded and his face was red, he took a seat beside you before resting his head on the table. "Are you drunk?"

"He is." Bruce butted in, leaning against the table you were sitting at. He wasn't drunk since he didn't drink that much. "He drank too much."

"He can get drunk too?" You inquired curiously, looking up at the billionaire playboy with an eyebrow cocked. Your hand went up to Clark's head and patted it, you received a grunt from him.

"Apparently so," Bruce answered simply, taking a sip from his glass before putting it down. "He's wasted."

"Lois, where's my suit?" Clark slurred, his eyes blinked a few times then closed again as he passed out. His grip on your hand loosened, you took the opportunity to draw your hand back.

"The man of steel can't handle his drink." You laughed. "Hey, Bruce." You called for your friend as you stood up and straightened your now wrinkled shirt because you sat down too long.

As an answer, he hummed, silently telling you to continue.

"Do you have a surveillance camera in this room?"

"Yes, why?"

Glancing at your friends' unconscious bodies while your hand gripping your half full glass, you grinned mischievously and took a proud sip. Bruce seemed had to read your mind because just then he opened his mouth,

"Oh."

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I hope this is what you want...
Sorry for grammar errors!

-K!