One Shot: You get drunk at his friends birthday party, after he warns you not to drink too much
YN POV
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You sat down on your boyfriends lap around your large group of friends in the VIP Section of the popular night club ALLURE. You and Quincy had come to celebrate his best friend's birthday with your group of friends.
You watched Tony, the birthday boy take a few pictures around the expensive bottles of champagne on the other side of the VIP section. Smiling softly when Quincy placed a chaste kiss on your neck, you leaned back into him more.
"You alright?" He asked into your ear.
Nodding your head silently as confirmation, you lifted up your hand to take a sip from your glass. You frowned when you realized it was empty.
"I'm gonna get another drink" you said.
"YN-" he sighed.
"Yes baby" you pouted, innocently batting your eyelashes.
You usually got what you wanted when you were around Quincy, once you had him wrapped around your little finger.
"Don't Babygirl-" he warned. "You've had too many drinks already, I don't need you getting all emotional on me baby" he sighed, tugging you closer to him.
"But it's just one more drink Quince, I promise" you frowned. "Please baby," you whispered into his ear, making his grip tighten around your waist.
"Alright but just one more and that's it"
Five glasses later and you were a complete drunk mess. You swayed your hips seductively to the beat of the music pulsing in the club, letting out a drunken giggle as you danced with the other girls who were just as drunk.
Your eyes landed on Quincy, who was still seated in chair watching your every move disapprovingly. Pouting at his expression you stumbled over towards him in an effort to cheer him up a bit.
"Q-Quincy baby why the sad face?" You hiccuped, clumsily falling into his lap.
"You're drunk Babygirl, how many drinks did you have?" He sighed, holding you closer to his chest.
"Only three" you said, lifting up five fingers instead. You giggled at your mistake.
"Are you lying babygirl?" His tone should've sobered you up quickly but you were feeling ballsy tonight.
"N-nope" you stammered , popping the p.
"I can smell the liquor from your breath Y/N-" he groaned. You shifted in his lap comfortably, resting your hand on his chest.
