In The End [Tom x Reader]

☆Chapter One☆

A loud crash awoke everyone from their peaceful slumber in what was a silent house, each person left their respective rooms in a hurry wondering what had awoken them.
Edd, Matt, Tord and [Y/N] stared confused at one another, their rooms next to one another's, as yelling could be heard from somewhere down the stairs. Each of them were understandably annoyed having their sleep interrupted so abruptly however the group ventured down the stairs, depsite being half naked (Except [Y/N] who wore an over sized shirt over her underwear) and what they saw could only be described as a disaster. Tom was laid ontop a broken wooden kitchen table with toast hanging out his mouth, multiple bottles of Smirnoff vodka and cutlery littered on the hard tile floor. He was muttering something inaudible to himself, his hands appeared to be covered in jam as were his cheeks.
Tord facepalmed before angrily walking back up the stairs, the other three questioning where he was going.

"Like I'd help that alcoholic idiot!" He yelled in return, followed by a slam of his bedroom door. [Y/N] sighed loudly at his behaviour but it wasn't a shock, Tord and Tom despised one another.

"I'll help him up to his room, you two just-" Edd began explaining what to do, but [Y/N] halted his words with her own.

"Edd, Matt you guys get back to sleep.
Leave this all to me, I couldn't sleep myself anyway." Edd and Matt looked at one another with concerned faces,
watching as the girl began picking up the glass bottles one by one.

"But [Y/N] are you sure? It would be quicker if we helped too." Edd lowered his eyebrows, frowning.

"And you'll get all sticky with the jam!
Don't do it [Y/N]!" Matt chirped, raising his arms for more emphasis.

"Guys please.. I can handle this perfectly fine, I'll call if I need help okay? Now go get back to sleep." [Y/N] did her best soft smile, Edd and Matt returning one. Edd placed a quick kiss to the shorter girls forehead, proceeding to head up the stairs with Matt. [Y/N] placed the bottles she had in her arms down on the kitchen work surface, repeating the process until they were all off the floor safely.
Next the cutlery was neatly placed back into the drawer, after that [Y/N] glanced at the clock on the wall near the front door.

3:00AM

Letting out a contempt sigh the girl began helping Tom up off the floor as carefully as she could, removing the toast from his mouth and placing it on the side. She managed to get him to sit up straight albeit with some difficulty, standing up the girl grabbed a small cloth, damping it with water and crouching back down by his side.

"Tom I'm gonna clean all this Jam from your face, alright?" Tom didn't respond all he did was turn towards her with a somewhat sorrowful expression, the girl smiled sweetly proceeding to wipe the cloth on his cheeks gently making sure all the mess was cleaned up. Once that was done she put the now dirty cloth in the washer, now came the hardest part which was sorting out the broken table and getting Tom upstairs to bed.

"[Y/N]?" Tom murmured taking a hold of the girls wrist, pulling her down and closer to his face. She attempted to pull back but his hold only got stronger, [Y/N] smelt the overwhelming scent of alcohol coming from his mouth.

"Tom I need to get you to bed, it's really late. Can you stand up please?"
[Y/N] stood up slowly, helping him in the process, after a few more seconds Tom stood up comepletely still clutching on to the others wrist.

"Why.. W-Why are you half n-naked?"
He questioned her attire, stuttering quite a bit. He looked her up and down and [Y/N] laughed at the way he looked so puzzled.

"I told you it's late, I was in bed and came down here to get you silly. This is what I usually sleep in, now come on let's get you upstairs to bed. We'll sort out the broken table in the morning when you are sober." [Y/N] practically dragged him along the floor to the bottom of the stairs, ushering for him to go ahead of her so she can keep him steady. He finally let go of her wrist with a sad noise walking up the creaky stairs at a slow pace, [Y/N]'s hand placed on his back to keep him up right from falling.