'Good evening, (Name). If you're not busy, do you think you could pick up Sasuke from the Uchiha building, please? He's drunk and I have other things to take care of, but no time for him. He drove himself here and I don't expect him to drive back in his condition. Please let me know if you can or cannot.' - Itachi
(Name) left her house in a faded hoodie and some shorts, and decided to walk to the business party instead of taking her car. She thought Sasuke would be upset if his car was left overnight so she decided to take it with her.
After what seemed like forever, she arrived at the corporate Uchiha building and buzzed herself in, using Itachi's instructions. (Name) walked into the expensive elevator all the way to the fourth floor, thinking about how she was going to pull this off. She's never dealt with Sasuke being drunk, so she didn't know what to expect. The elevator opened, revealing a quite lavish party. She felt out of place with her home clothes so she made a mental note to get out quickly.
She looked around for about five minutes before spotting her boyfriend sitting on a bar stool with his head slumped on the marble counter. She shook him gently. "Sasuke, are you okay?" Sasuke groaned in response, feeling for her hand and squeezing it gently. "Okay, get up so I can take you home."
"...Don't wanna...be there..."
"Then, do you wanna go to my house?"
Sasuke began to get up but stumbled once he attempted to walk. Thankfully, (Name) wrapped her arm around his waist to steady him. She guided him along the way to the elevator, but when they were halfway there, an older man stepped in front of them and scowled, grumbling something about them being annoying, intruding, teens. "F--k you." Sasuke spat brashly as he glared at the man. The man glared back, pissed.
"I'm sorry, but he's drunk, so we'll be on our way now." (Name) said apologetically, attempting to move forward. But, the man stood his ground. "Drunk or not, he can't talk to me like that!" The man roared, raising his fist as if he was about to strike. (Name) swiftly kicked him between the legs and led Sasuke around him as he groaned and fell to the ground. "As I said, I'm sorry, but we'll be on our way now."
They got into the elevator and (Name) leaned them both against the wall, sighing. "You're awfully quiet. Are you feeling okay?"
"...Stop asking me that."
She ignored how rude he sounded and smiled. "Where'd you park your car?" She asked as they got out of the elevator and out of the building. She reached in his suit pocket and took out his keys, patiently waiting for him to lead her to his car. "Reserved parking." (Name) was somewhat familiar with the building, so she knew where it was at.
(Name) helped him into the passenger's seat and buckled him in, then walked around to the driver's seat. Before she started the car, she pulled out her phone and began to text Itachi about how she safely got Sasuke and how she kicked the random man. "...Get out of my car."
"Sure, when we get to my house."
"Get out, you...sweet, sweet, girl...get out..."
"And I will. When we get there." She replied, holding in her giggles. She sent the text and started the car, driving out the parking lot and on the way to her house.
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The (hair color)ette was glad her father wasn't home, for fear that he'd be angry for Sasuke being drunk since he was still in high school. (Name) took him to her room and helped him off his shoes before laying him in her bed. "Do you want water so something?" She asked as she took her own shoes off, revealing colorful fuzzy socks.
"Just you, (nickname)."
She smiled as she climbed into bed with him. "I'm flattered, Sasuke-kun." Sasuke threw his head back in a weird way and laughed, covering his face with his hand. "I love when you call me that." His girlfriend laughed again. "As much as I appreciate your honesty, I kinda need you to fall asleep so you can be your self again." Sasuke shook his head and laid his head on her chest.
"Sleep with me?"
"...I already-" She sighed, deciding it wasn't worth it. "Sure thing."
