BLACK CLOVER SCENARIOS/ ONE SHOTS

THEY'RE DRUNK

Asta: 

Poor Asta, sometimes he wasn't good with pressure. So when Vanessa kept pushing drinks towards him, it wasn't long until he became a drunken mess. He could barely keep himself up straight, but when he saw you his mood became a thousand times better. 

"(y/n)!" He calls out stumbling over to your figure. 
"Whoa," You say, once he's in front of you and basically falls in your arms. 

He started laughing when he felt you struggle to hold him up. 
"Asta? Are... are you drunk?" 

He just laughs and nods his head. 
"Oh, alright. Not ideal for a sixteen year old. But let's get you to bed and sleep it off." You say trying to drag him to his room. 

However, his grip on you just tighten and it felt like his body weight got heavier. 

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you (y/n)." He coos out, starting to touch your face. 
You hum and nod your head," yes." 

Asta then gasps and shakes his head, "no. I haven't. I love you so sooo much." 
You laugh at his antics, "yes. Yes. I love you too." 

Asta's cheeks turned a light pink when you told him you loved him back. 
"Thaaaaat's greeat. Will you marry me then?" 

Your eyes widen at his question and a blush settles on your face. 
"I'll answer when you wake up in the morning." 

Asta's eyes widen in excitement and he suddenly runs off, trying to go into his room but then he ran straight into a wall. 
You laugh when he stumbled back but went off to help him. 

Fuegoleon: 

It was so unlike Fuegoleon to get drunk. So when he came up to you and you smelled alcohol you were a bit confused. You weren't mad or anything, in fact you were excited to see what was going to happen. This was your first time seeing the man drunk. 

You heard Fuegoleon sigh and sit down beside you. 
"What's the matter?" You ask him. 

You felt Fuegoleon place his chin on your shoulder and wrap his arms around your waist. 
"Nothing, I'm tired." 

You pursed your lips, hoping to get more of a reaction out of a drunk Fuegoleon, but instead you got a tired drunken Fuegoleon. 

"Then go to sleep." 

"Okay." He says and you felt him pick you up.
"H-huh? What are you doing?" You question. 
"Going to bed."
"But, I'm not tired." 
"I don't care." 

Apparently he could be sassy too. 

You soon felt yourself being laid down on the bed and shortly a large weight was placed on you as you recognized Fuegoleon wrapping himself around you. His grip tightened on you leaving no space for you to move around. 

Overall, Fuegoleon was a tired and sassy drunk. 

Luck: 

You had no idea where Luck got the alcohol, but whoever gave it to him was a bad idea. It was like he got more hyper. Almost like someone gave him crack instead of alcohol. Who really knows at this point?

"Hey, (y/n)! Wanna see a new trick I learned?" Luck excitedly asks you as he bounced on his feet. 

If you hadn't smelled the alcohol coming from his breath, you wouldn't have known he was drunk. 
"Uh, no. Luck. You're drunk. You're going to get yourself hurt."