Relationship: John Price x Chubby fem!reader (Clicks)
CW - Agegap and Drinking dats it really (Swear smut will be on the way just give a girl time ;(Â
Summary - Clicks goes to the pub with the team, and tries to keep up with John (pst she def canât.)Â Not being able to drive or get an uber John takes you to his house.Â
The first time the taskforce invited you to the pub you didnât drink at all it almost felt wrong to drink with your âsuperiorsâ. After a while you started to let loose more and more and tonight you definitely shouldâve paced yourself better. Thinking you could actually drink with Price you decided to try to keep up with him. âJust for tonightâ you thought to yourself. On the way to the pub you could barely hold back your smile.Â
â What' s got yaâ lookinâ so cheeky?â Ghost grumbled behind you.Â
âI saw this trend, so Iâm gonna try to drink just as much as Price tonight!â You stop trying to hold back your smile, always the competitive spirit, a good competition always got you excited.Â
âSure, Clicksâ Ghost just let you crash a burnâŚÂ
âMr. Price, I see why you drink straight scotch. This! Is definitely making me forget all my issuess..â you mumble out not really looking at anyone in particular. You swirl the auburn liquid simply for some form of entertainment.Â
â What problems do you have kid,â Price querks his eyebrow at you and smirks while drinking another two finger pour of scotch in one gulp. In turn you down the rest of your drink as well. Grimacing as the burn settles in your lower stomach. This only makes his grin stretch wider.Â
âI donâ know just stuff I guess..â your sentences have been trailing off since the second scotch both of you had an hour ago. You almost caught yourself saying âYou, you old man!â, but with it being so public you assumed his rejection would hurt way worse than a quiet conversation in his office. Before you knew it the pub chatter dwindled down and so did your energy. You find yourself nodding off on the table which you usually would never do with how sticky they usually are.Â
âCome on Clicks weâre leavinââ Gaz shakes your shoulder, stirring you out of your âsleepâ.Â
âMmm okay gotta get an uber or sumnâ,â you grab your phone and try to put in your password, but youâve definitely had way too much to drink and your hand eye coordination is ruined.Â
âJesus kid, next time you try to keep up, start with something a little lighter,â John gets up and grabs your arm keeping you stable enough to walk to his truck. You always thought men who drove big trucks were assholes and compensating, but the way John lifts you into the passenger seat has your legs rubbing together, and your eyes getting even more glossy than they already were.Â
âYou alrighâ staying at mine?â John keeps his eyes on the road when he asks, which youâre thankful for because in your current state ogling is your default.Â
âYeah yeah sounds good..â John just assumed since youâve been trailing off all night you were just fine, but when he finally works up the courage to look over at you; he finds you dead asleep. So much so that youâve started to lightly huff and puff almost like youâre having a dream. Once John pulled into the driveway, without missing a beat he slid out his truck and came to carry you out. Carrying you inside just like his wife to be, he lays you down in his bed, only bothering to slip your shoes off.
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