Connor oneshots & imagines (dbh)

drunk nights

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Connor's POV

I sat at the table as Y/N's mom cooked dinner. "Do you know when Y/N will be home at?" She asked me. "Y/N has not informed me on when they'd be home" I said. I had became deviant awhile ago, only Y/N knows though, so I have to hide it from everyone else. "Could you find out please?" She said, tapping the wooden spoon on the side of the pot. "On it" I said, standing up and walking to the home phone in the living room. I dialed Y/N's number and waited. "Hello?!" Y/N yelled over the loud music in the background. "Hey, it's Connor, your mom wants to know when you'd be home by" I spoke. "Fuck... uuuuuh. I don't know. I'm walking home now". "What? You're in Ridgemont and you're probably drunk out of your mind. I'm coming to get you. What's the address?" I said. Once they told me I was on my way.

I stopped in front of the house and texted Y/N that I was at the house. I waited for 5 minutes with no response. I turned the car off and went towards the house with music blasting out of it. Once I made it in, I scanned the area for Y/N. No sign. Fuck. I made my way around the house looking and asking for Y/N. "Hey pretty boy, wanna dance?" A random girl asked me. "I'd have to politely decline" I said, continuing to walk around. I went outside to the back yard. There I saw Y/N passed out, in a beach chair, by the pool. "Y/n, Y/n wake up. Let's go home" I said, shaking them awake. "Wha?- oh, okay" Y/n said, grabbing onto me as we made our way to the car. "Buckle up" I said reaching over and buckling Y/n's seatbelt when they grabbed my forearm tightly. "Can we please go to McDonald's. I'm starving" Y/n said with pleading eyes. "Your mom's making food at home" I said releasing my arm from their grip and started driving home. Y/n would continuously groan and whine about not being able to go to McDonald's or laugh randomly. They're drunk as hell.

We made it in front of the house. "Carry me pwease" Y/n said like a baby. How can I say no to that little face. I have to stop thinking about Y/n like this, it's creepy. I cradled Y/n bridal style and made my way inside. I was about to sneak them upstairs when-  "oh you're back" Y/n's mom smiled. "Uh, yeah. Y/n is tired so I'm going to take them up to bed" I smiled. "Oh okay, I guess I'll save the food for tomorrow" she smiled sadly, walking back into the kitchen. It's times like these that I wish I could eat. I got into Y/n's room and laid them gently on the bed, careful not to wake them up. I tossed the covers on over them and started to leave when- "Connor wait" Y/n groaned. I turned around as they mumbled something. "What?" I asked. They mumbled again. "What?" I asked getting closer until they grabbed my shirt collar and smashed our lips together. My eyes widened. Do I kiss back? What if this is just cause of the alcohol? We pulled away and I cleared my throat. "You have... no idea how long I've been wanting to do that!" Y/n drunkly slurred. "Really?" "Yeah! Who wouldn't want to?! You're sexy, smart, strong. I mean of course you were programmed that way, but I'm not complaining" they laughed, making me laugh. "Sleep with me?" Y/n pouted, grabbing my hands. "How can I say no to that cute little face?"