#(im drunk

Continuation of a recent post.

They're a bit drunk :').

crawlin back to u 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮

gachiakuta guys x fem!reader

warnings —> suggestive, a little toxic, drinking mentioned, not proofread..

about : what would happen if the characters of gachiakuta got drunk after breaking up with you? and came crawling back to u??

a/n : heh… ok I’m sorry I’m SO busy but trust I’m gonna be on my grind after this ☺️ this is gonna be an apology for not posting for a while 😁 also the weird spelling is supposed to resemble the slurring of words when ur drunk, I didn’t know if that was clear or not..

enjin

your phone buzzes on the counter. you ignore it the first time. then the second. then the third. by the fourth buzz you throw your blanket off your lap and get up.

you grab your phone and stare at the few messages for a second, trying to register what you see.

it was enjin. the same guy who broke up with you 2 months ago for being “too clingy.”

you still had his name saved as jin with a yellow heart and a picture of you guys kissing as it profile. it stung a little bit.

jin 💛: babey

jin 💛: babe

jin 💛: km outside ma

jin 💛: coke open forme so I can love uou

the fuck..? you knew he had to be drunk. more importantly why was he drinking and driving?

you : enjin are you drunk? were you drinking and driving? and why are you outside my house?

before he even read the message you heard a voice outside the door paired with loud knocking, startling you and catching your attention away from the buzzing phone.

“baaabeeeeee!! I’m back baby.” he says sluggish, leaning against the door.

“you have to be shitting me,” you say running towards the door. you open it to see enjin, looking drunk as fuck smiling at you with his eyes closed, a red blush taking over his cheeks.

his arm is up against the doorframe powering over your less tall frame. his body slowly starts to get closer and closer to yours before you realize he’s not coming in for a kiss, he’s falling.

“how much have you had to drink enjin? did you read my messages? why are you drinking and driving?” he falls against your chest and you grab his shoulders with your hands and stop him from hitting the floor.

“I’m fineeuh’mm drive better when I’m drunk anywahy~” his breathe hiccups on your chest and his arms wrap your waist pulling you towards him a little bit.

“what are you doing.” you push him up a little bit, making eye contact with him now.

“you broke up with me, we are not together anymore.”

he looks at you for a second. his eyes start to water and his mouth frowns. he’s fucking boo hoo crying.

“it was mm’y worst mistake of my life, mm’why did I do that I miss youmm’so much baby please take me bah-“

he couldn’t even finish his sentence before breaking out in tears crying on your chest, getting tears on your shirt. his hands are tightened around you as he gets on his knees looking up at you with those puppy dog eyes.

“argh, you’re such an asshole! let me breathe.” his arms unwrap as you back up a little bit.

“I was su stupidly.” he says.

“you were so stupidly? what does that mean enjin?”

“please babey. I didn’t mean to’hurt you’m.”

you look at him on the floor, hands between his legs, sitting like a dog with those fucking puppy eyes.

“oh my god just get off the floor enjin.” you say grabbing his hand and helping him up. you couldn’t believe you’re giving him a second chance, he has been in his feelings maybe he just needed space.

you walk to the couch and he sits beside you.

“I’m so so so sorry I wasn’t in a good headspace and gris got drunk and told me to cut things off with you. I regret what I did to you from the second I did it to where I’m sitting right now.” oh now his words were coherent.

you just stare at his face for a minute. his gorgeous puppy dog face.

“and what do I get from this?” you ask staring up at him.

“me, and flowers, and chocolate, and hea-“ you grab his lips before he finished the sentence.

“you are ridiculous enjin.”

“you lobe it.”

august

your friends invited you to a outing, nothing big, just something to get you out the house after your break up with august a couple weeks ago. it was for him to “focus on his craft.” he was so insistent on it you just gave it, it hurt but you couldn’t help it.

you spent at least 3 hours on makeup and hair. an extra 2 for trying to find a outfit. you looked like a million bucks and felt like it. you haven’t felt like yourself since the breakup so it felt good to get up and out.

you waiting on your friends in the bathroom, just scrolling on your phone.

you hear a subtle voice screaming your name a couple blocks down.

“…y/n!” the mystery person yelled.

you thought it was a coworker or something so you lower your phone and raise your hand to wave at them before taking a closer look.

it was august, running full speed towards you.

“Y/N!” he yells pushing people out the way and speeding up. he seemed a little droopy and drunk stumbling over himself.

he trips over his foot and topples to the ground. the cup in his hand falls in the street.

“Y/N!!! Y/N , BABE!” he looks up at you from the ground, and starts to wiggle towards you.

“august what the fuck??” you say still from the shock.

“OH I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH BABY COM’HERE-“ he says before getting up on this fours and crawling to you, pushing everything out of way.

his hands wrap around your legs and he rests his head on your thighs, holding you tight.

he rubs his head up and down like a puppy dog meeting his owner for the first time.

“august get off of me, we’re in the middle of the street.” you hit him on the top of his head.

“NO BABY PLEASEEEEUHHH!!”

your leg kicks out trying to move away from the scene.

“august youre drawing attention to us-“ you whisper down to him as he continues to slob on your legs.

“oh my god come on.” you grab his collar and pull him towards a empty alley, trying to get the attention off you 2.

you put him on the wall and step back to the wall behind you.

“august why, what, and how are you here???”

“mmm’baby I miss youeb.. we had so muchuh fun..” his head topples side to side staring at you through his thick glasses.

“you broke it off with me to quote on quote focus on your craft. I don’t think you’ve focused enough august, you look pathetic.” you say it with a full chest.

“I’m pathetic for you though babe, I haven’t been ablem to look or even think about anything but YOU babey plepleaseeee!” he crawls up to you, looking up at you from the hem of your skirt.

you can’t do anything but just suck it up, august was your first love and people make mistakes. but you weren’t gonna make it easy.

“how bad do you want me?” you say rubbing his head.

he smiles and kisses your thigh but you push him off.

“not here august…”

tamsy

you walk into the bar, taking in the alcohol smell. you broke up with tamsy about 5 weeks ago. you guys were barely even in a relationship because he refused to ask you to be his girlfriend.

there’s a free seat between 2 guys and a guy facing the other direction. you couldn’t see his face so you just took the seat.

after ordering a mojito you start to look around, observing the people around you.

the feeling of depression and loneliness really started to hit you as you took a long drag out of your cigarette. you breathe out and stare at the guy beside you with his head on the counter.

his hair covered his face just enough for you not to recognize him.

after a while of staring at the beautiful long blonde hair, you notice blue pieces sticking out on his chest.

his eyes blink open and you finally notice his face. his beautiful stupid sexy face.

you remember it like it’s nostalgia coming back to you. every single color and curve.

it was tamsy. the same tamsy who broke things off with you because of “unrequited feelings.” you could see his feelings on his face.

“t-tamsy?” your voice trips on its self seeing him again for the first time in a while.

the blondes eyes widen as he sees your face, your silhouette in front of him.

“babe..? his hands graze your waist as he looks up at you, slouched over in his seat a little bit.

“oh my, back already my love? I forsureee thought it would be at least another 2 weeks.” his head climbs into your lap falling over himself.

you push him off and up helping him recollect his composure.

“we are not getting back together asshole. pull yourself together and get off of me.” you stand your ground. you knew the one thing tamsy despised. weakness.

you grab your bag and put down a 10 dollar bill on the counter in front of you. your heels click on the floor as you make your way outside.

he follows you soon after but forgot to pay his tab, making him stumble over his feet at the sound of the bartender yelling at him.

he throws a 100 and speedwalks out of there, trying to find you in the crowd. you stand on the wall with a cigarette in your hand, taking a long drag.

“you know I don’t do emotions. it’s either we’re together or we’re not. don’t be dramatic.” his irritating voice did something to your stomach making it flip and twist. he smirks at the fact his voice made you mad. you he loved it.

“one last time won’t hurt..”

a/n : OK IM A CHUD IM SORRY 😞 I’m so fucking busy with life rn but I promise I didn’t forget this is just part 1, I’ll post part 2 asap and maybe make a part 3 ? 👀 I know it took like month for this to come out but I’m really gonna try to be more active because I’m not inconsistent than cory rn … anyways thanks for all the support and love, requests are all appreciated and open so feel free to ask 🤤 I HOPE YOU ENJOYED

It feelso good to have this heavy beer barrel sloshing wit everym oves making me drunk and burp im so horny and drunk

I want ti bé able to deink 5l in one go to see how roounmd i can get, and be this big and full and drunk 7/7 24/24 il mg

Jean Vicquemare An Alcohol