BF scenarios

Grey Panda x hungover reader

Hopefully you enjoy this reading, I mostly just want to write something else, while thinking of ideas for my other story. This is also a place for suggestions/ request for stories and Q&A stuff.

Y/n perspective

You woke up to a bright light shining into your eyes, telling you it was daytime. You groaned and turned over, facing away from the lignt, as you did you saw someone sleeping peacefully next to you still. Apparently he wasn't bothered by the light, which made its presence quite clear to those around it.

You sat up, taking a look at your surroundings in the process. The room was bland, grey, white, with the only color being brown for the wood floors. It was an apartment, one with a view to be exact. You walked towards the big window which in this case could be considered a glass wall, and looked at everything from the high view, you mostly saw buildings from above; quite hard to try and see any people from that height.

The room smelled of vanilla and had a nice look to it, the white and grey made it look more clean and bright especially with the light shining on it. You couldn't really recall much from last night, other than the fact that someone brought you here because... because, something.
You open the door to the room and step into a short hallway, two doors on each side, one leading to a guest room and one leading to a bathroom. You continue walking and see the living room, on one side you see a couch, coffee table, and TV. The other side of the room had a counter and a bunch of other kitchen appliances/ stuff.

It was nice and simple.
You heard a creak from the bed in the other room accompanied by a groan. You turned around and soon enough saw the figure you were just in bed with walk out of the room. He walked out while wiping down his glasses, he didn't notice you at first until he looked up and put on his glasses.

"Oh, I thought you had left already.." he said, sounding a bit displeased and tired.

You frowned a bit at his response to you still being in his place, if he wanted you gone he should have just brought you home or something.

"I don't know where I am, and I don't know where my stuff is." You stated, you remember you had a bag with you last night and you knew for a fact the oversized shirt you were wearing didn't belong to you.

"Well you clothes are in the wash, and the rest of your stuff isn't my problem. You placed it somewhere last night, I would suggest you find it and head out."

You puffed your cheeks like a child who was denied candy, he was a bit rude towards you. You decided before getting your stuff to ask his name anyway. His name is 'grey panda' or 'grey' for short, or at least that's what you could make out from his mutters as he went behind the kitchen counter and starting making breakfast.

You sighed and went into the bathroom where the washer and dyer were. You got your clothes and put them in the bedroom so you would know where they were, and went to the living room to see if you could find your backpack. You looked behind the counter, under the sofa, and behind the tv, you couldn't find it anywhere.
You go into the guest room to see if you somehow left it in there, you checked beside the nightstand, the wardrobe, and wherever else in the room. You eventually find it under the bed, wondering how it got there in the first place. All of a sudden your head started to hurt, the thought of how the bag got here was clear.

You remember you were first placed into this bed last night, but you wandered off into his room and complained about how lonely it was to be in that room. He didn't complain back and just let your into his bed, after a change of clothes of course, the clothes you arrived in were a mess, the last thing he wanted was anything messing up the white interior of his place. After that you couldn't recall anything else.. you still don't know how you got there.

"Found what you were looking for?" The sudden sound of the figures voice, made you shoot up and hit your head on the bottom of the bed frame. "Oww..." you groaned as, grey picked you up from under the bed. He laid you on the bed, and placed your bag next to the bed so you'd know where the bag was this time.

"I'm guessing your hangover is kicking in or at least your headache, I'll bring you your breakfast. You just lay there an try relaxing for a bit I guess."

As he left the room you thought to yourself, 'hangover? What hangover? I don't drink..' your head started hurting even more, you recalled being at someone's house, partying. You decided to try drinking, you knew you wouldn't drink much and even if you did your friend would drive you back home. You got a little carried away and have a few drinks that night, you had fun, until the drinks you had came back up and onto one of the party guest.
You remember you almost got into a fight with the, until someone broke the fight up and carried you out of the party.

"You shouldn't be getting into fights, you could get really hurt you know. Especially sense-"

"Oh shut up.." you interrupted, "I don't need a lecture from a person I just fuckin met."

He fell silent and brought you back to his place for the night, sense you were too wasted to tell him where you lived and, because he didn't want to leave you alone in a hotel room. Which leads up to the whole bed situation, which lead up to now.

Grey eventually came back with your plate, you could tell it would be good just by the smell of the food. You slowly started to sit up, grey rolling his eyes in response. You picked up the plate and ate the food that you were provided.

"Thank you." You said in a nice hushed voice, as you looked up and gave him a soft smile.

"Whatever" he said, a grey blush appearing onto his face. He pushed up his glasses and was about to head back out of the room.

You grabbed his arm and sat him next to you, the blush on his face grew darker as he looked into your sweet e/c eyes. You thanked him for letting you stay the night at his place and for breaking up the fight, without him you'd probably be all beaten up in an nearby hospital waiting for your friends or roommate to bring you home.

"I-its no problem, I just hate idiots getting into fights. I didn't want you being one of those idiots." You smiled and leaned against his arm. He moves it and wraps it around you so you can be closer to him.

You're happy to know someone was looking out for you.