david dobrik imagines

messy

a/n: i love drunk imagines bc i love alcohol

REQUEST: you're writing is so good!!!! can you do an imagine where the reader gets drunk at a party and david takes care of her :))) and it's like pre-relationship? thanks!!

summary: david takes care of your messy drunk self because he likes you. oooo

word count: 1943

Part of being part of the vlog squad was partying. It wasn't forced but it was a common outing everyone enjoyed. Not everyone would drink, some would just watch the others intoxicated and make a fool of themselves. That is what David did a lot. Maybe a cup or two of liquor or beer and then the rest of the time spent giggling and watching the footage unfold. Going out with everyone was one of your favorite pass times. Between the tiny bit of alcohol running through you and the constant goofiness that caused you to laugh, it was euphoric. Every outing was a new memory, so when it came up to go out with everyone tonight, you were beyond excited.

The second the text was sent, you were flying out of your bed and towards your closet. Once you picked out a pair of skinny jeans a cute top, you rushed into the bathroom to take a quick shower and then do your usual routine. By the time you had finished, it was the time you were supposed to be ready, and David was pulling up that moment. After you grabbed all the items you needed, you rushed out the door and towards the car. Scotty and Kristen were sat in the back of the car, along with Todd and Zane.

Kristen screamed loudly once she saw you. "y/n! You look gorgeous!!" she grinned as you climbed into the front seat. Somehow every time David was picking you up, the passenger seat was waiting for you. Beaming, you turned around and looked at her.

"Look at yourself, babe!" you called back. "Scotty better step his game up before I swoop in," you continued, cheekily. Both of you giggled at each other as Scotty pressed a kiss to her forehead. A small smile overtook you as you turned back to the front seat. Small chatter filled the car as David turned up the music volume. The feel in the car was comfortable as you leaned back into your seat. Both of you and David looked at each other and smiled as Zane would randomly get loud and scream about something, and then Todd, and then Zane again. You just sat calmly and laughed along to the banters.

Once David found a parking spot, you all climbed out of the car. The rest of the group meeting had driven in a couple separate cars. After everyone was out of their cars, you all piled into the party. This party wasn't as loud. There was music playing, but not too loud to where you couldn't talk to one another. You stood next to Corinna, both laughing at the boys already chugging down shots. Immediately, Todd called you over to take shots with him and Zane. Easily, you moved through the group and had a shot poured for you.

"Okay round one!" Todd screamed before you all grabbed the shot and threw it back. This routine continued a couple times, making your throat burn and your body was warm. After the fifth round, you were feeling the effects of the liquor. Your head was a little fuzzy and you began to laugh at nothing. Zane and Todd continued taking shots as you leaned against the counter. A smile was plastered on your face as you let the alcohol run through your limbs. After a couple minutes, David stood next to you.

"Five shots, huh?" David laughed as you nodded meekly.

"Kind of regretting it because when I crash I'm going to crash, but right now, I feel amazing!" you smiled. His hand was right next to yours as you both held onto the counter.

"You're going to be a mess," David giggled, looking down at you. You shrugged casually, letting your eyes scan the room.

"I already am," you grinned, laughing at yourself. He shook his head at you, before looking over to the other people taking shots. You spent a couple more minutes observing the room before you peeled yourself off the counter and towards the crowd of people. No thought was given towards any of your actions as you came to a crowd of guys chugging a bottle. Smiling, you let yourself stand in front of them, watching them take turns. One of their eyes met yours and he grinned cheekily. He offered the bottle towards you. A moment of thought was given to whether or not your should take it, and before you even realized it, your hand was grasping the handle. The next thing you knew, the bottle was flung back and you chugged the burning liquor down your throat, hearing the crowd uproar in cheers. You continued on until you felt like you were going to spit out the liquid on everyone. With a final gulp, you handed the bottle back to see the group of guys screaming at you.