>HIATUS<[OH] Collection of fanfics

I Love You

I Love You

Disclaimer : These 2 awesome dorks are not mine! They are their own person! Check em out if you don’t know them :3
Michael as OmegaGamingLP
Devin as FourOhStudio

Tags : BxB Ship! Fluff with Angsty Stuff! CryingDrunk!Michael! GoodDevon! DrunkConfession! DON’TREADTHEOMAKE

Author’s note : This is for you! Thank you for requesting, WelshKitsune! :3 I ended up making pure fluff I’m sorry QuQ

Summary :
“Devin, i—*hic*wofe you *hic*, yaa noww?*hic*”

Devin sigh for the thousand times while carrying his drunk leader’s body with him. Honestly, he can’t even hold a little bit liqour for his life.

(Won’t it be better if he was the leader rather than this person?)

Devin shakes off the thoughts with a frown. Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts! Shoo away from his brain!

Deep in his thoughts, he didn’t realize a daze gaze from his leader. As his cheeks tickled softly by something. Heat rose to his cheek as his mouth fall open.

“W-Wha—!”

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“What the heck— Michael!”

A man with a mop of brown hair sigh in exasperated tone seeing their black hair leader hiccuping while hugging the bottle closer to his chest. Devin is his name. And the wasted leader’s name is Michael.

If he’s not annoyed at his best friend’s action right now, he would drink at the sight of the adorable face of his best friend. Rosy cheeks with dazed gaze makes him so contrast with his usual stiff and ‘malicious’ smile. He looks so unguarded right now and if Devin didn’t have a tight control over his emotion, he would coo over him and just squeez his cheeks god—

Devin gulp silently as those dazed onyx eyes notice him and instantly filled with pure and raw happieness. Unconcinously bracing for fhe oncoming impact, Devin sigh fondly. A blur of black and the heavy weight on his chest—making him almost fall on his butt—is the only warning he get. Devin sigh for the thousand time as he felt his nose tickles with the mop of black hair under his nose.

“Deviiiinnnn~ *hic*”

His best friend—now turn leader—whine to him cutely. A heavy stink of alcohol and a scent of chocolate and a sprinkle of ashes greet his nose. His half lidded eyes dazedly staring happily at him. Ignoring the snickers and chuckles around him, Devin sigh and put his best friend’s arm around his shoulder, trying to support him from falling.

“I told you to not touch the alcohol....”

He sigh tiredly at the drunk man beside him. The only response he get is a hum and him leaning on his shoulder happily. Devin shakes his head softly at his best friend’s action.

Even though i said no, he still does it. Seriously..

Devin stares with an annoyed smile at the other members who’s pointedly not looking at their location. He huff softly and yell at them,

“I want all of this to be clean when i’m back. No exception, okay?”

Devin smiles with a promise of hell behind it if one dare to disobey what he said. Everyone minus Michael gulps audibly as they hurries to clean up the messes they’ve made.