wc : 1444
alex x reader
genre: angst, fluff
warnings: drinking
(y/e/n) = your ex's name
i'll be your baby doll and your bodyguard if you tell me to - 'peaches' kevin abstract
'what time is it?' you slurred at george, eyelids sliding shut and your head lolling forward before you snapped back up. george let out a soft chuckle at your drunken state before answering. 'just gone two i think,' you nodded slowly, your senses blurred and brain fuzzy.
alex collapsed down beside the two of you, sweating from his (questionable) excursions on the dance floor. 'can i have y'water george?' he shouted over the obnoxiously loud music pumping through the speakers. george nodded, sliding the glass towards him. alex picked it up, its icy contents sliding down his throat and then he slammed it back on the table, panting. george rolled his eyes at him.
'y'alright y/n?' alex asked, watching as you sipped on more of your strong drink, and grimaced from it. alex and george glanced at each other. knowing you for about three years, they'd never seen you drink so much in one night. you looked at alex, not registering the question for a while before leaning back on the plush seats and closing your eyes. 'i'm fine,' you mumbled.
that was a fucking lie.
you had walked into the club tonight, after quite a stressful week at work, prepared to party until your heels broke and enjoy yourself with your closest friends. all that had come to a shuddering halt when you locked eyes with your ex, not even ten minutes into the night. like a sand timer, the hurtful memories trickled back to your mind, its sour bite making you wince. from that moment onwards, the mission had turned from have fun to do anything to forget who was here amongst the crowd.
first, you knocked back shots with james, laughing at his stupid dirty jokes and trying to keep up with how much he drank; a mistake as you were close enough to a lightweight, but you didn't care. then you went and sat with mia, talking about everything under the sun, and sipping on expensive champagne will had bought for yous. eventually, she was dragged off by will to dance, so you headed over to george, who was sat on his own in a booth. after trying and failing to get him to dance with him, you had resorted to chatting with him about youtube, and jokily debating how he should face reveal.
you hadn't his increasingly worried face, at just how much you were drinking. the most you usually drank on a night out, was maybe one or two beer.
the hands on the silver clock just above the bar had spun around faster and faster, and now, here you were. vision slipping in and out of focus, room spinning around you and a dry, sour taste in your mouth.
'how much have you drank,' alex asked, voice softer this time. 'don't know,' you slurred, trying to think back. you could barely remember what you'd that day let alone what you had drunk. he looked at george for the answer. george just shrugged his shoulders.
'come on, y/n i was gonna go home anyway, i think you should come with me,' alex said. you shook your head. 'want to stay,' you mumbled, voice cracking.
the reality of everything had washed over you. the dickhead who had torn up your heart and stomped on every last piece had someone wormed their way into your night out, and now you were on the brink of tears because of them. you held your tongue between your teeth, trying to control your emotions.
alex scooted over closer to you, placing a hand on your arm gently. 'bub, i'm taking you back to mine,' he said. you looked up at him, eyes wide and glossy, and nodded slowly.
'ok'
on the uber home, no words were exchanged, but the two of you sat close to one another. you didn't question it when you felt alex's hand circle around your waist, and he didn't question it when you put your head on his shoulder, letting out a content sigh. the tired pair stumbled through the reception of the apartment, falling into the elevator. alex, being the more sober one, steadied you, one hand tight around you, rubbing small soothing circles on your stomach.
he fumbled in his pockets for the keys, finding them after a short struggle. he gestured for you to go ahead, and you almost tiptoed in, the bright lights in the kitchen hurting your eyes. alex shut the door, with a soft thud, and threw the keys on the kitchen island. 'sit down on the couch, love, i'll get you spare clothes okay?' you nodded, falling down onto the plush fabric of the sofa, slipping off the black heels that had been hurting you all night. you discarded the jacket that belonged to alex - he had noticed you shivering when waiting outside for the uber and wouldn't stop until you gave in and wore it.
alex returned a few minutes later, carrying a small stack of clothes, and makeup wipes carefully balancing on the top. he sat down beside you, putting the clothes down. he opened up the makeup wipes, taking one out. 'not too sure why i even have these,' he mumbled, a familiar crooked smile appearing on his face. he gently swiped it all over your face, the wipe quickly becoming covered in product.
'(y/e/n) was there,' you mumbled.
'what, love?' alex replied, tongue sticking out of his mouth slightly in concentration. you repeated yourself a bit louder.
alex's movements paused.
'oh, sorry bub,' he said, voice soft. having helped you rebuild yourself after them, he knew the damage, the hurt (y/e/n) had caused you. he gently wiped the tears that had formed at the rim of your eyes. 'i'm sorry, i should've noticed something was up,'
you shook your head. 'not your fault,'
when alex was satisfied all your makeup was gone, he stood up. 'i'll let you get dressed, just going to put something comfy on myself,'
on a regular day you'd be perfectly able to get dressed yourself, but with all the alcohol in your system you could barely think. you shook your head before alex could walk off and looked up at him. 'can y'help me?' you asked meekly, your voice hoarse and shaky. he hesitated before nodding slowly. he picked up the clothes before putting his hand out. 'come on bub, we'll go into my room,' you took his hand and let him guide you into his bedroom. you sat down on the bed, watching as he plopped down beside you and slipped off the runners he was wearing.
'arms up' he hummed, helping you lift off the tight red top you were in. he flushed slightly, as you were now just in a bralette and quickly turned to grab the spare jumper. he carefully put in over your head, making sure you didn't get stuck before you wriggled into the warm fabric. it faintly smelt like him and you weren't complaining.
you fumbled with the buttons of your trousers, before alex leaned over to help you, once again trying to brush past the fact he was undressing one of his closest friends. he pulled them down your legs, cheeks heating up once more and he handed you the tracksuit bottoms, which you shimmied into. he stood up, flustered. 'just going to get water,' he said, scurrying out of the room.
you climbed up the bed, vision blurry and your legs shaky, before collapsing down onto the pillow. you curled up, legs tucking under and hands clasped around your thighs. alex came back in carrying a bottle of water and a box of paracetamol for tomorrow. he placed them on a the bedside table and sighed at you in his bed. as much as he'd love to slip in beside you, he didn't think you'd want to.
'alri' i'm gonna crash in the spare room bub, let you sleep here, so good night,' he hummed. you shook your head again, turning over to face him. you made grabby hands at him. 'can you stay with me?'
the two of you fit perfectly together, your head tucked under alex's chin, his hands tight around you, his legs fitting perfectly with yours. your eyes slipped shut, your body winning and forcing you asleep. your back pressed against his chest, him protecting you from the big bad world.
alex pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, not sure if you were awake or not. 'night,' he whispered, exhaustion hitting him, before he sunk into deep sleep; the last thing he remembered was you faintly humming back at him,
'love you'
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