Alcoholic Tendencies (Kuroo Tetsurou x Tsukishima Kei)

Alcoholic Tendencies

He felt like he was about to cry.

A few hours ago, Tsukishima still found himself sober. Wearing his formal suit, he loosened his tie as he followed the trail of his workmates. The team arrived at the local bar to celebrate their success in closing a huge business deal. After sleepless nights, tonight shall be the night where they can finally rest at ease.

His friends are rowdy as ever, but Tsukishima has grown accustomed to their spunkiness. He adjusted his watch on wrist because it seemed to have stopped. When he lifted his head up, a tall glass of margarita was placed in front of him. A glare was instantly sent towards the one who placed it on the table.

Playful eyes and a lifted eyebrow were only his friend's response before he continued to hand out drinks.

"I don't have plans to get drunk tonight you know," Tsukishima huffed as he wiggled his way out of the stuffy black coat.

"I'll pretend that I didn't hear you," The man with beautiful silver hair smirked, before he sipped a drink from his glass and made a face.

Tsukishima rolled his eyes. With one swift move he removed his necktie, unbuttoned the first few buttons of his white inner shirt, and folded the sleeves halfway. He ran a hand through his hair before sighing out loud.

"I can't drink, Suga-san. My apartment is far from here." He sternly said.

Suga didn't pay attention to him, but only continued to talk to his co-workers. Another emphatic gaze was sent towards his direction, by Akaashi.

"Just drink a few. You know how Suga has been really stressed with accounting." Akaashi quietly said.

"I heard that!" Suga whipped his head towards them, but only glaring at Tsukishima. "I will not let you go home until I'm dragging your drunk ass on the streets!"

Another sigh escaped from his lips. He contemplated whether he should or should not follow what Suga said. But he is damned sure that if he didn't drunk Suga would be a pain in the ass.

Tsukishima admits that he is not one of the best drinkers in this group, that's why he avoids drinking past his limit. There was this incident during his college years where he was so drunk that he almost crashed his car in a nearby waiting shed. A near death experience, he must say.

One swig of the margarita, and he could already feel the bitterness of the alcohol. It tastes good though, so he made another. Tsukishima three his gaze towards their group, putting a hand under his chin. He listened to his friends' nonstop blabbering, and sometimes he would add into the conversation.

He took his sweet time into finishing the first margarita glass he got. When Suga saw that his glass was finally emptied, a different colored beverage was placed in front of him. Tsukishima didn't bother protesting, because he knows that its already futile. As he brought his lips to the glass and drink the pink colored cocktail, his face contorted into a somewhat unpleasant expression.

"Nasty right? The waiters said that its the strongest drink they got," Suga evilly laughed as he watched Tsukishima.

"Why did you give it to me then?" Tsukishima sent a glare towards his senior's direction.

"Because it will be fun?" Suga innocently said. He also saw Akaashi slightly snicker, as if amused by the thought of it.

Tsukishima's pride got ahead of him. Because he doesn't want to be a laughing stock, he slowly indulged himself with the cocktail. Indeed, it tasted out of this world. It leaves a nasty aftertaste, and his tastebuds were already scorning him. But he conditioned himself, he kept on chanting mind over matter inside his head.