Barba x Reader Imagines

Imagine 18-Hungover

AN: Sorry this is so short. I've been having terrible writers block the past couple of weeks. Hope y'all enjoy it anyways <3

You woke up to the smell of bacon, sounds of birds chirping and a pounding in your head.

'God, what did I get myself into last night?' You thought to yourself.

You were about to get up out of bed when your husband, Rafael Barba, entered the room with a tray full of breakfast.

"Glad to see you're finally awake cariño." He said while setting the tray on the nightstand.

"Exactly how much did I drink last night Rafi?"

"Too much. I lost track after the 5th shot."

"Why didn't you stop me?"

"I tried to but you got mad and told me to stop being such a party pooper."

"Of course I did..drunk me is a mess."

You groaned and rubbed your eyes.

"Well, I thought breakfast in bed would help make up for it." Rafael said before smiling.

"It definitely does. Thank you Rafi." You said before kissing his lips.

"You still reek of alcohol babe. I'm afraid I might get drunk from just kissing you." He joked.

"Love drunk."  You giggled.

*1 hour time skip*

You and Rafael were laying in bed watching a movie when suddenly your headache got even worse.

"It feels like my brain is going to explode. This hangover sucks."

"I wonder who's fault that is..."

You gave him an evil glare before lightly punching his shoulder.

"Here, take some medicine. It'll help you sleep and make you feel better."

You took the medicine and laid your head on Rafael's chest.

"Rafi, will you sing me a song? Your voice will have me out like a light."

"Anything for you my darling."

Soon Rafael began to quietly sing and run his fingers through your hair. His deep voice was so soothing and beautiful. It made you wonder why he never pursued a career in music.

"Sleep well (Y/N)." He whispered before kissing your forehead.