Drunk (sorta mature?)

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(Y/N)'s POV:

"(Y/N)! P-put your shirt on!" You hear a man say as you and a stranger make out and talk dirty to each other.

"Babe, don't listen to that guy." The stranger says seductively. "I'll have you trembling when we're done" he winks.

You and him make out some more, but as soon as you pull away, a hand grabs your waist.

"Hey pretty lady." You immediately recognize the voice as (C/N) and turn around.

"Finally decided *hic* to get a drink?" You say in slurred tone.

"Yeah." He says.

"How about we head to my place?" He says, winking and licking his lips. You smirk and agree.

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(C/N)'s POV:

After thinking for awhile, I decided on the best option to get (Y/N) home and away from that creep. For some reason, I feel angry that he's even looking at her.

Any time she talks to another guy, I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I take a deep breath and walk over.

I start small talk and try to act as drunk as I can.

"How about we head to my place?" I say, winking and licking my lips. Even though I know that it's all just to get her home, I feel disappointed. I can't explain why.

We head to my house and I place her in my bed.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)." I say, kissing her forehead.

"(C/N)~." She whines. "You said we would have fun~.".

"I never said that. I just suggested that we head to my house." I remark. She blushes a deep shade of red and I suddenly notice that she's still shirtless. 'She's only wearing a bra. Frick.'.

"But we can still have fun..." she winks, placing her hands around my neck. I blush a shade that's only slightly lighter than hers.

"(Y-Y/N)!" I stutter, taken aback by her suggestion.

"C'mon..." she whines again, "Don't act like you haven't been checking me out...". She smirks and moves closer. I can smell the hint of alcohol in her breath.

"(Y/N)... I-I...." I stutter again. Something about her in this state is really... hot? She just seems so free.

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(Y/N)'s POV:

At this point, you were barely drunk, but you just felt like if he thought that you were drunk while saying all of this, it would be better for your friendship.

"(C/N)..." you say.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Do you love me?"

"I...." he pauses. A long pause passes and then he leans in. "Of course I do."

Before you can get any words out of your mouth, he kisses you.

'Mental note: get drunk and (C/N) might kiss you.' You note.

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Story WC: 456
A/N + Story: 463

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