UNLESS [Onceler X Reader]

~~Fallen Night~~

He gives an annoyed glare, your eyes trail over to the bartender. You and the bartender lock eyes, you raise your hand to signal the bartender over to where you're sitting

Bartender: Hello, what can I do for you on this beautiful night?

Y/N: 2 whiskey sours, if you may

The bartender nods and then gets busy with your drinks

Onceler looks to you and the bartender, brow raised

Onceler: What's that?

Y/N: The whisky sour?

Onceler: Yes

Y/N: I don't know. I just ordered the first thing I saw

Onceler: Wow, you... I- ugh! Nevermind

When the drinks get served on the table, you and him take the smooth glass in your hands

The drink was a reddish pigment with a slight hint of green, and it smelled as sour as it was named

You hold up the glass

Y/N: Well cheers to you getting drunk enough to sleep on the floor, I guess

He hesitantly raises his glass to yours

Onceler: Yeah, that

You then lightly clink your glasses together

You take the sour drink to your mouths, letting it slide down your throats. After the first sip, you both made the same expression

Least to say, the name of the drink was telling the truth

Onceler takes another sip

Onceler: Wooh! That is strong

Y/N: Don't have to tell me twice

You pick up your glass high and started chugging down on your drink, allowing all it's contents to ride down your throat until there was nothing left

When you were done, you look to the side to see Onceler staring at you in amazement

Onceler: H-Have you... Been to a place like this before?

Y/N: Nope

Onceler: Then how...? You know what? Nevermind

He turns back to his drink, taking another sip

A few minutes later~~

Onceler was giggling immensely and flaying around his arms like he was trying to fly. Slurring at his words

You sigh as you stare at him with a straight face

Onceler: WOO! That's what I'm talking about! That's the... stuff~

Y/N: Wow

Onceler: I know right! I am looking.... SOO good right now~

Y/N: No, I mean, wow. It's impressive how you can get this drunk on one glass

Onceler: Really...? One glass? That felt like a WHOLE LOT~

And controlling the volume of his voice seemed to be another drunk issue

You take a few coins and place them on the bartending table

Y/N: Yeah, I think we're done here

You stand up from your seat and use your arms as aid to try and help Onceler stand up properly

He pouts at you