Witchy Ways (Antisepticeye x reader)

Drink Motherfucker!

"I don't care, whatever you want is fine." He shrugged standing up.

I nodded and we headed back inside.

I turned on my radio as I entered the kitchen and started singing and swaying to the music (Drink Til I Die by The Poxy Boggards)

"Drink motherfucker, drink motherfucker​, drink!" I sang grabbing some whiskey (it's my favourite liquor).

"A curse to you lads, a curse on your head, drinking pint after pint until I am dead. I just keep drinking and I don't know whyyyyyyyyy! But tonight is the night that I drink 'til I diiiiiiie!" I sang walking to the dining table.

"You sing very well." Anti smiled.

"Thank you, however I wasn't really trying." I took a gulp of the bottle then passed it to Anti. He gave me a confused look.

"What? Do you have a problem with sharing?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No not at all, I'd would've thought that you did." He said taking a drink.

"Oh no! I'll catch your cooties!" I nudged his arm and chuckled speaking sarcastically.

He laughed.

"Chug." I smirked.

"What?" Anti asked.

"Chug!" I laughed pointing at the bottle.

"I would but I don't want to. Why don't you?" He offered me the bottle.

"Is that all you want to drink out of this bottle?" I cocked my head slightly.

"I guess? I mean, you have more right?" He asked slightly worried.

"Yes I do." I smiled. I held the bottle up to my mouth and chugged.

And chugged.

And chugged.

The whole time Anti was encouraging me and then halfway through the bottle he was gobsmacked. The entire bottle was gone when I put it back on the table.

"And that's how you chug." I leaned in sort of close to his ear playfully as he got flustered.

If he's getting all nervous, he has to be fond of me more than a friend, right? It could be that he's scared but he isn't giving off any fear in the energy he's putting out.

I got up and walked into my kitchen grabbing another bottle.

"Come on." I said passing by Anti beginning to walk down the hall. He quickly followed.

I sat in the chair and Anti walked in kind of awkwardly.

This could be interesting...

Anti asked if he could sit on my bed, to which I said yes. He sat on my bed with his back against the wall and his legs out straight. I passed him the bottle.

"Are you cold?" I asked noticing that I could see his breath.

"Just a wee bit." He said looking at me.

"This whiskey will get you nice and warm." I smirked. Anti took a few gulps from it and rubbed his stomach.

"Oh that's good." He smiled, I nodded.

"You know, I could also keep you warm." I winked half jokingly.

WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT COME FROM?! I swear to God, you said you'd never fall for another demon damn it and I'm not about to let that happen.

But he's not like other demons.

"Heh maybe I'll take you up on that offer." Anti chuckled rubbing the back of his head very awkwardly. This was probably the most red I've seen him yet.

"You would like that wouldn't you?" I laughed causing him to turn more red. I didn't think that was possible.

I would like it too.

I began rubbing my hands together quickly and looked at Anti.

"Watch." I smirked as he scooted to the edge of the bed and stared closely.

"Not to close, I'm going to warm the room. I don't want to burn you." I said quickly looking at him then back at my hands.

They started to glow a deep orange with hints of yellow and red. I opened them to reveal a fire.

"That's amazing!" Anti smiled.

I slowly blew into the flame, much like blowing a kiss, and it caused heat to flow through the air. I slowly turned to point to each part of the entire room to heat it all up.

"Thank you." Anti said. I smiled at him.

"I'm going to go change real quick I'll be back." I spoke velvety as I picked up some clothes knowing well that I have the perfect opportunity to be a tease. Because, let's face it. Who doesn't love a good tease?

I put on some pants that were tight but also flexible that fit me perfectly, and a tight shirt that I've cut the sleeves off of. Both in black.

I walked back in and noticed Anti staring but I acted like I didn't see. I strolled over and turned off my radio that was sitting on my desk. Then I walked to my tv and bent over flipping out on. I could feel his eyes on me and I smirked to myself.

"What do you want to watch?" I asked as I squatted down knowing very well that he was getting a very nice view.

I turned around and he swallowed, I smirked at him waiting for an answer.

"Anti?" I called.

"Yeah?" He snapped out of it blushing.

"Anything you want to watch?" I asked again.

"Oh, um... A-Anything is, fine." He said trying to keep eye contact.

"Heh, alright." I turned back flipping through channels. I found an amusing show and kept it on.

I got back up and sat on my bed (criss-cross) next to Anti. I grabbed the bottle and took a swig.

"You need to catch up, boyo." I looked at the bottle.

He took it and began to chug.

"Alright! Yeah!" I cheered. He got most of the way through it before he stopped.

"Had to save some for the pretty lass." He smirked and handed it to me.

"What a gentleman you are for a demon. I would have never guessed." I laughed and took a swig.

We continued to talk and watch TV until I drifted off into deep slumber.