Rivamika Oneshots

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Mikasa had never once been to a pub or a club in all her twenty eight years of living. She hated the smell of alcohol, it always made her sick to her stomach long before he ever tried taking a sip on her eightieth birthday. 

She hated the taste, everyone always laughs over that comment but it was true. The smell made her feel sick and the taste .. it never seemed nice once it was on her tongue. She wished she could happily drink her troubles away or get drunk enough to go wild and let her brain shut off. 

But she disliked alcohol, hence she didn't drink it meaning she never got drunk.

She had no clue if she was a heavy drinker, a light weight or somewhere in the middle .. because she's never once gotten drunk. 

Her childhood friend, Eren, tried forcing her to drink during his own eightieth birthday but it never happened and so, he got wasted in his own parents living room by himself since their other childhood friend, Armin and yet to have his eighteen birthday and stuck to any and all rules/laws. 

But for poor Armin, on his eightieth birthday, Eren had dragged him along with their handful of friends to the pub for him to get hammered and enjoy the drunk life. Turned out, Armin was a light weight who became very unwell once he drank too much and needed mothering back to care. 

And of course, that was Mikasa job. To look after her idiotic friend and her genius friend whenever they got totally drunk. She'd get called to find them once they've escaped from the pub or cub and take them home. She'd care for them as much as she could and in return, they never once bothered her with the topic involving alcohol and herself drinking it. 

But right now, she stood inside an actual cub and completely clueless over what to do. She had gained a phone call from Jean phone, Eren was blabbering about Armin getting drunk one some shady shot the club was doing and he'd lost their blonde friend to a group of collage girls. 

See, Armin .. was always adopted by one group or another when out at night. If it was women, men, young or older .. they somehow adopted Armin like he was their baby they had to protect. Barely any tried taking him to bed for a bit of fun but some did try and Armin would always need saving from them. 

So, Mikasa rushed over straight away. Dressed in a pair of joggers and a star wars polo top. She was glad she was actually glad she still had her bra on because she really didn't want to walk around with her sagging tits in the muddle of a nightclub. Even she had standards .. most of the time. 

She found Connie and Sasha first, the two drunk and passed out in a booth with spilled alcohol drinks on the booths table. Everyone coats or bags left with them and making her glance around to find Jean or Marco who'd normally know who's tried kidnapping Armin this time. 

She found the two boyfriends awkwardly and clearly not pj dancing on the dance floor, she tried calling out from a safe distance .. not really wanting to get in the middle of that gross mess but the two were to distracted by the loud music and being horny. 

Signing in defeat, she squished over and gained their attention by pulling their arms of each other. Jean was ready to drunken fight while Marco was ready to cry over being separated by his boyfriend embrace. Once both of them noticed it was her, they cheered and congratulated her in breaking her club cherry.