« isogai x drunk reader »
DRINKING. YOU WEREN'T a drunkard or anything, but you were pretty much used to consuming alcohol. From wine to a Bacardi 151, you sure knew how to handle yourself.
But this time, you didn't.
You and your close high school friends decided to meet up at a bar not far from your workplace. You were beyond ecstatic with the idea, and immediately went with them without a second's hesitation.
Turns out, that was the worst choice you could have ever made.
Ever.
So here you are in your doorstep, wasted as hell. Your boyfriend immediately went to get the door, hoping to see his beautiful girlfriend standing in front of him with a small smile and an excuse as to why you ended up going home at 3 AM in the middle of the week.
But instead, he was greeted with a drunk girlfriend, half passed out on the ground, petting the doormat like a fluffy cat.
He was having some doubts, all right.
"(Y/N)!" Isogai said in a concerned tone, stooping down to his knees, trying to separate you from the dirty floor.
"What happened?"
The sound of his voice alerts you, your gaze instantly meeting his. Color slowly appeared on your cheeks at the handsome sight.
"Holy shit," you cursed, getting up on your knees. You leaned closer to him, swooning over his warm, chocolatey orbs looking back. "You're hot - like, Mia Khalifa and Christian Grey hot."
Isogai couldn't help but blush at your drunken statement. Even if the two of you were dating, the choice of words around each other were pretty tamed. No nicknames that would end you up in bed together, sadly.
Kid-friendly, to be exact.
He scratched his cheek and curled his lips into a small smile. "Thank you..." he mumbled, panicking once again after seeing you wobbling your way to the sofa.
He saved your drunk ass just in time. He grabbed your waist firmly, preventing you to topple off the couch like the potato you are.
He sighed. "Honestly, (Y/N)-san..." he said to himself, and aided you towards the comfy seat, which you gladly fell in.
You stared at the ikemen for a long time, and he stared back silently, keeping up the quiet atmosphere between you two. It was almost relaxing actually, if it weren't for your breath.
"I have a boyfriend by the way." You blurted out of nowhere. Isogai couldn't help but smile at your statement. Maybe you wouldn't cheat after all-even if you were a drunk mess.
"And he's hot as fuck, let me tell you that," you slurred. Your smile slowly vanished afterwards. You turn to face the other side of the couch.
"But there's something I've been bothered with about our relationship."
This caused Isogai to break into nervous sweat. So there was a problem with their relationship-surely that can't be good.
He leaned closer to you, wanting to hear more. "What is it?" He asks with knitted brows.
You let out a loud sigh and turned back to face him again, this time, with tears in your eyes, threatening to spill anytime soon.
