Band of Brothers Preferences and Imagines

Richard Winters Imagine #6

AN: This was requested by @shodgson250. I hope you enjoy. I tried my best on it, but I did have some trouble with it.

  

   Richard wandered around the bar, in search for his girlfriend who seemed to have wiggled away while he was at a grouping with the rest of the Officers. He approached Nixon, who of course was at the front part of the bar with a large glass of whiskey while Welsh was doing the same thing. Pushing through Paratrooper upon Paratrooper, Richard finally made it to the bar. He placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder.

  "Hey Nix, have you seen Y/N anywhere?" he asked. Lewis turned around and took a sip of his alcohol, chuckling slightly. He leaned against the bar and smirked slightly.

  "How did you lose her?" his words slightly slurred. Richard could smell the strong stench of cheap whiskey and cigarettes off of his breath. It was clear enough it wasn't his first drink. The Major sighed as he shook his head.

  "No, Nixon. But have you seen her?" as if on cue, a loud eruption of cheers and laughter erupted from a table deeper in the bar. Richard and Nixon both looked in the direction of the loud noises coming from. And there she was, Staff Sergeant L/N chugging a pint of beer, one after another. With Liebgott, Babe, Perconte, Luz, Randleman, and many other men of the company cheered her on. 

  "I think I found your little princess," Nixon chuckled as Richard sighed. He looked at him before looking back at the group of men that the lone female sat at. He dropped his head low before picking it up, marching over there to grab his woman. 

  "Hey Y/N, your man came to scoop you up!" teased Luz. Y/N turned and saw the redhead, her eyes lit up. Richard scoffed slightly, already noticing her drunken state. She stood, stumbling right into him. Richard helped her stand, supporting her slightly as she giggled.

  "Hey Dickie," she slurred, giggling up a storm. The guys at the table kept making comments and making jokes. Whilst Y/N hung around the officer's neck with a goofy smile on her lips. Richard just sighed he held her waist.

  "Maybe you've had enough to drink for a night. Maybe we should get you to bed," Richard tried to speak over the loudness from all the men that flooded the bar. Y/N laughed, throwing her head back. She stood on her tip toes and pressed her pointer against his lips. 

  "Take me to dinner first, sir," she slurred. Causing an uproar of laughter from the boys in the back. Richard turned as red as his hair from the statement and chuckled slightly. Y/N just turned away from her boyfriend quickly and went back to grab another pint of beer. Beginning to down it, Richard grabbed her hand and pulled her over. Gently removing the glass from her grasp and placing it on a table besides them. She let out a whine and looked at her lover. He smiled down at her and shook his head slightly.

  "You've had more than enough to drink. You and I have plans tomorrow that we cannot skip. So we need get your drunk butt home,"  he spoke gently. As if talking to a child. Y/N shook her head and tried to turn around. But instead she slipped and fell, landing right onto her back side. Richard sighed and helped her up. Sometimes he wished she didn't drink so much at times. But, he loved her so he put up with it. 

  "You can't make me! I'm an adult! I am a twenty three year old woman!" she spoke loudly as Richard sighed once more and just wrapped an arm around the female's waist. She whined loudly. "Give me a kiss and maybe I'll think about it," her voice in one of those flirtatious but drunk kind of way. So in other words. Not to flirtatious. Richard got flustered in the moment. The man wasn't much of PDA person. Especially when his little girlfriend is drunk and all of them company is around.