Crush imagines (fluff)

Drunk

(C/N) and I were having the perfect night of our lives at prom. Although I hadn't seen him for the past hour....I thought he had ditched me, so I went to go find one of my friends.

"Hey, uhhh...(Y/N)?" My friend (CF/N) taps my shoulder.
"Hey!" I say to him.
"Yeah, hey, uh...(C/N)'s not doing so good."
"Oh? What happened?"
"He, uh...he's drunk."

I furrowed my brow.
"How did he get drunk?"
"Well, one of our shady friends, you know, the one who-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know him."
"He offered it and he just...took it."
"Ugh...ok...where is he?"

"Right over there." (CF/N) points over to a man dancing drunkenly. Of course, it was my prom date, (C/N).

I was furious.
"(C/N)!!!" I shouted before he looked in my direction.
"Heyyyyyyyy (Y/N)!" His speech was slurred. He was gonna have a bad headache in the morning.

"(C/N), how am I gonna get home?"
"Weee're gonna FLYYYYYYY THEEEERE!"

I sighed and grabbed him tightly by the wrist.
"Let's get you home before you cause any more trouble." I said as I dragged him out.

"You made me leave prom early! This was supposed to be the best night of my life!" I said as I drove him home in his car. I didn't have a choice, I was probably gonna spend the night with him.
"It was the beeest night of myyy life!" He said with that stupid smile on his face, pretending to drive the car. I tried to hide a smile, it was too cute and funny.

"Y-you...you ruined my night. You really did."
"I'm sorry...heyyyy....the car won't let me tuuuurn..."
"I'm driving, (C/N)."
"But you're tooooo little to driiive..."
"No...n-no I'm not."
"Yes you are! You're little enough to....to wrap my arms around yoooou and hug youuuu forever!" A huge grin spread across his face. I blushed and glanced at him before looking back at the road.
"CAR!" I yelled to myself before dodging out of the way. He giggled, which made me even more aggravated.

We finally got to his house. I helped him out of the car and came to the door, unlocking it and then taking him to his bedroom. I tucked him in and went into his closet.

I came out of the bathroom in my dress shorts and one of his shirts. I got a trash can and hoisted it up into his room.
"Hey....is that...my shirt?" He asked.
"Yes." I said. He grinned.
"Awwwwwwwwwww!!!! Yooouuuu're sooooooo CUUUUUUUUUUUUTEEEE!" He squealed.
I was astonished. I couldn't speak a word. I felt my cheeks turn warm.
"A-am not." I try to deny it.
"Your mad face is soooo cuuuuuuuute..." He smiles.
I feel my cheeks turn warmer.

"I-...I'm not cute!"
"Yes you are! You're beautifuuuuuuullll! And perrrrrrfect! For meeeeee." He opens his arms up.
"...What are you doing?"
"I waaaant huggg..."
"....o-okay." I sit next to him on the bed.

"Liiisten to meeee." He says. I look over at him.
"Iiiii...." He giggles as he blushes.
"Iiiii loooove yyyyooouuu."
"....I...I....love you...t-too." I say.
"Come heeere cuuuutie!" He grabs me and pulls me with him in the bed, hugging me.

"Cutie..." I repeat.
"You're cute when you blushhhhh..." he holds me by my waist.
"You're cute when you smile..." he pokes my cheek and I try hard not to smile. He smiles and I can't help myself, I'm grinning like there's no tomorrow.
"And you're cute when I kiss youuuuu..." He blushes.

"B-but...we've never...kissed."
"Really?...I think about it all the time....mmm....I'm thinking about it now..." he giggles.

"L-listen, I'll be right back...I gotta get some medicine for you."
"Does it taaaaaste gooooood?"
"No. It's not that kind."
"Then...fiiiineee...but don't leave me for toooo long. You're my whoooole wooooorld..." he pleas.
"Oh, really." I say as I get downstairs.

I come back upstairs with the medicine and decide to set it in the top drawer of his nightstand. I look and see pieces of paper with my name on it.

"What are these?" I ask him as I show him.
"Oh...! Those are my love notes for youuu...mmm...give them to me! I wanna read." He smiles and reaches his hand out.
"Okay. Just one note, okay?"
"Okayyyyy..." he makes a pouty face before I give him the note.

"Deaarrr (Y/N)...Iiiii've liked you for a long time...and I mean a long...looong...LOOOOOOOOONG tiiiiime..." he giggles.
"I thiiink you're cuuuute, adoooorabllle, beaaautifuuul, seeexy, amaaazing....and I probably wannnaaaa....fuuuckkk you? Yeaaahhh...I wanna do that..." he smiles.
"N-no...n-no-not n-now." I turn red.

"Awwww okayyyy..." he says.
"Anywayys....you remind me....of...a uuuunicornnnn...cause you're mmmmaaagggiiiccaaall...."
"Wow." I say. "I think that's about enough."
"Okay..." he says..."I wuvvv youuu.." his voice dwindles down from playful to sleepy.
"I wuv you too." I say.
"Come sleep...with me..." he says. I get under the covers next to him.
"Iii llooooove youuu...you're my baabyy..." he says as he puts his hand on my cheek.
" I love you." I reply. His face inches closer to mine and I blush.

I feel our lips touch softly, and I feel my heart pounding as I close my eyes. I place my hands on his chest and feel his heart pounding too.

He giggles and I can smell the liquor being disguised by his cologne, but I don't care. He's my everything.
I let go and look at him.
"I love you, babe..." he hugs me and he falls fast asleep.
"I love you too." I say.

I wake up to find him puking in the trash can.
"Hey, (C/N)." I say softly.
"(Y/N)...d-don't look at me...I'm horrible..."
"(C/N), you're just fine. Just a few drinks, that's all."
"Where's the medicine?"
"Right here." I walked over and opened up the top drawer, with him blushing insanely red.
"D-don't look in there."
"Okay." I pulled out the medicine.
"I'll be right back, okay?"
"I-is t-tha-that m-my s-shirt?" He asks.
"I don't know, you tell me." I wink at him before going downstairs.

I come back upstairs with a glass of water and give him a pill.
"Here, babe." I give him the glass. He hurriedly takes the pill and drinks the water.
"Mmm...." He sets it on his nightstand.
"So what all happened last night?" He asks.

"Well...you got drunk at prom...and it ruined my night....I yelled at you and dragged you out of there....took you home...here we are." I say.
"Sorry....H-hold on...there's got to be more to the story."
"Yep. Look under the covers."

He lifts up the covers....he blushes pink and hurriedly takes the note and stuffs it back into his drawer.
"W-where did that come from?"
"I was looking in there...asked you what it was...and you told me and...read one to me."

He turns red.
"I did?"
"Yeah." I try to keep a straight face.
"W-what else happened...and...i-is that your favorite shirt of mine?" He points at the shirt of his I'm wearing.

"Eh, yeah. Looks really good on you." I smirk.
"Oh, thanks...it....it looks even better on you." He replied.
"No problem, sweetie." I hear him turn red at the name before trying to hide a smile, and showing the look in his eyes like his heart just melted.

"Anyways...you wanted hugs...and stuff." I say.
"We-we didn't...uh....um.."
"No, i refused."
"Ok. G-good." He said.
I placed my hand on his. He turned red before looking at me.
"S-so...I heard...I heard you think about kissing me...all the time."
"M-maybe." He smirks as he's beet red.

"Well....here." I turn his head and kiss him straight on the lips. He grabs my waist and kisses back. Suddenly, he lets go and pukes into the trash can.
"S-sorry, I...hangover." he smiles awkwardly as I giggle.
"It's okay." I say as I kiss his cheek. A smile spreads across his face as his face turns pink.
"Your kisses feel like heaven." He says.
"Thank you." I say before pecking him on the lips.