Sweet as Honey 「Sakata Gintoki x Reader」

Chapter Four.

"You're so cute. Really, I think you're super cute.I... I've never known anyone as cute as you." Gintoki slurs, his cheeks and ears red.

"Hey, dumbass. That's a dumpster you're talking to," (Name) sighs as she grabs his sleeve and pulls him away.

"Honestly," she sighs exasperatedly, "why'd you have to go and get piss drunk?" She pinches his ear, ignoring his yelp.

"At least invite me next time."

"Ah~ Stop being so mean to me," Gintoki slurs, hiccuping.

"You should be happy I'm taking you home. Would you rather I leave you on the street?"

"You wouldn't," Gintoki grins a sly grin. Stopping, (Name) drops his sleeve and raises both hands before walking off.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! I'll be good, I promise! Don't leave me!" Gintoki cries, trailing after her. A laugh escapes (Name).

"As if I'd actually leave you out here. You're as useless as a brick when you're drunk."

"But bricks are useful," the Samurai mumbles, tears welling in his blurry eyes.

(Name) rolls her eyes with a laugh as she helps him along. "Stop talking, idiot."

"What are you, my mother?"

"I'll start acting like it if you don't stop talking."

"Rude. You're so mean." He hiccups again, stumbling on his feet and forcing (Name) to support his weight.

"Ah, (Name), you're so heavy."

"I'm the one holding you, bastard. Just shut your trap. Look, there's your place. Just keep quiet and focus on not being sick, alright?"

The small affirmative grunt is enough for (Name), who continues to heft the man towards his home despite the little effort he puts in to help.

"Okay, finally," she huffs, out of breath. "Just the stairs to go. Can you walk on your own now?"

She puffs her cheeks out, still trying to regain the breath she lost while supporting him.

"Carry me," the drunken Gintoki pouts.

"Not a chance in hell. Come on, I'll help you up."

She helps him up the flight of stairs, grunting at times as he leans on her too much. He suddenly stops on the second last step.

"Hey, can you take me back to the bar?" Gintoki hiccups, earning a disgusted look from (Name).

"And deplete myself of my life force all over again? Not a chance. Come on, Gin, we need to get you inside. It's late and you're killing me here."

"Fine." Gintoki finally takes the last step, only to trip and fall, bringing her down with him with a yelp. Cursing as she rubs the back of her head, (Name) opens her eyes to see Gintoki sprawled over her, barely able to lift himself.

Her cheeks slowly heat up as he holds a hand over his eye, rubbing the pain away, and then looks at her, their faces only inches apart.

"Ah," he mutters, the smell of sweets and alcohol overwhelming (Name).

"Gintoki, get off me!" (Name) hisses, her face red as the drunk man stays close to her, his eyes looking into her own. When he doesn't move, she pushes him back with all her force, sending him onto his back with a yelp and a hiss.

"Hey, hey, keep that racket down, you sack of shit! It's two in the morning!" Otose yells, pointing a flashlight at top of the stairs.

"Oh? (Name)? Why are you here so early?" Face still red, (Name) opens her mouth to respond but is cut off.

"Hey, old bag, don't blame me! I was just on top of her and she punched me!"

Otose points the flashlight between the two in disbelief and (Name) groans in embarrassment, shoving her head into her hands.

"Why are you so drunk?" She whispers to Gintoki, despite knowing he wouldn't hear her.

With a sigh, Otose speaks again. "Do what you like. Just keep it down, and at least save it for inside."

As Otose switches the flashlight off and leaves, (Name) calls after her, "Huh?!"

She looks over to Gintoki only to see him already fast asleep, snoring. With a groan and rub of her eyes, she slowly heaves him up and carries him inside and onto the couch. Throwing a blanket over him, she turns to the door.

She pauses before she leaves to face his sleeping figure once more. Eyes softening, she mutters, "Goodnight, you troublesome, poor excuse of a man," before leaving.