Y/N's POV
Yesterday was Rosie's 22nd birthday and she just wanted to spend it with me which I thought was cute. I brought her back home yesterday to hang out with Clare and Alice for a little because I knew today, well tonight, we would be going out to a bar. I will only be drinking very little because I want to make sure all my friends and fiancée are going to be safe. No one is going to try and drag them off to god knows where tonight on my watch.
We both woke up with no clothes on because we may or may not have had rounds of sex last night. You'll never know. But when we got up, I decided to make us some breakfast because I was bored honestly. But someone didn't want me to leave her alone in bed.
"Rosie, get off of me please." I begged her as I was sitting on the edge of the bed with a t-shirt on and short. She was still naked and wrapped around me like a koala.
"No." She mumbled into my back. I just sighed and tried to stand up, but being the little annoy bitch she can be, she yanked me back down.
"Love, you know how much I love you, but you're annoying me right now."
"And you're annoying me because you want to leave me alone in bed." I groaned out at her stupid reply. I tapped her hands gently and she let go, knowing I wouldn't run because I've done that a lot and it means I'm getting her clothes. I grabbed her a pair of panties and a big shirt for her to wear. She slipped them on and looked at me, waiting for me to explain.
But instead of answering her with words, I just turned my back to her and crouched down in front of her. I heard a little squeal of happiness escape her lips before she got on my back for a piggyback ride. I laughed at how she repeatedly kissed my cheek and I brought us to the kitchen, Hank looking at us weirdly from his bed. I got his dog food for him and he ate it rather quickly and I walked over to the fridge and just grabbed out some bagels and cream cheese. All with Rosie still on my back.
She was giggling the whole time as I made my way around the kitchen. I was rubbing her thighs lovingly as I wanted for the bagels to finish toasting and Rosie just left little kisses on the side of my neck. I sighed at the feeling and just waited for the bagels to pop up from the toaster. Once they did, I got them and Rosie literally leaned over me to grab the cream cheese, causing me to almost fall face first into the countertop. She laughed at me and I just huffed out annoyingly and spread the cream cheese on both our bagels.
I carried her over to the couch with a plate in hand that held our bagels and I lowered myself down slowly and she let go of me to sit down on the couch. I wanted to let out a sigh of relief, but I like being alive, so I didn't. I sat down next to her and she took half of her bagel and turned on the TV as we just watched an old episode of iCarly. Hank joined us on the couch and laid down next to Rosie because she spoils him and gives him pieces of her food all the time.
Some time passed and I got a call from Jennie asking what bar we are going to later because she wants to go early so she can be tipsy when everyone gets there. I laughed at her and told her the address and she happily hung up on me. I rolled my eyes at my best friend and watched Rosie do some tricks with Hank. She always was the one to teach him tricks, so he knows a bunch of them. I just sit back and observe.
I got bored and looked at my phone to see the time and it was only fucking 11am. We are going to the bar at 9pm, so this is going to be a lot of waiting for tonight to come.
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I love waiting on our bed staring up at the ceiling for the last 15 minutes because Rosie is still getting ready. She told me she was finishing up 20 minutes ago and I'm still here, doing nothing. I don't know what's taking her that long, but whatever. I'm just wearing some black jeans and a flowy button up shirt with some cool designs on it. And my obvious silver jewelry to make me look cool as fuck. At least that's what I like to think.
I sighed out for the billionth time and I finally heard the sound of the bathroom door open. I turned my head to see my fiancée and holy fuck how is she this hot. She wearing this sinful red dress; it hugs all her curves beautifully. The front of the dress dipped and showed off some of her cleavage. The dress was also just shorter than the finger tip length and the straps were super thin. Then she did a spin and I saw that the back of the dress was open.
My jaw was dropped as she strutted over to me, hips swaying sexually and a proud smirk on her lips. I just realized how amazing her makeup is too. She had this beautiful red lipstick on and killer black eyeliner that made her eyes look fierce.
She stood in front of me and physically closed my jaw for me, sending me a wink as she walked out of our bedroom. My eyes traveling down her body to admire it more. I blinked a few times to get myself okay again and I quickly scrambled out of our room and into the living room where she was putting on these black heels. When she stood up, she was about 3 inches taller than me, but I had to put on my shoes which maybe gave me an inch. But she was still going to be taller than me either way, but that literally made her hotter.
"You ready babe?" She asked me as she grabbed her YSL bag from the counter. I just dumbly nodded my head and followed after her like a lost puppy. We said goodbye to Hank and were out the door to head to the bar. We got in my car and it took about 15 minutes to get there since it was a Saturday night in the city.
I found a parking spot and we walked hand in hand to the bar. The bounced recognized Rosie and let us in immediately, saying we could go to the VIP part. We thanked the man and I saw him look Rosie up and down. I must've unintentionally tightened my grip on her hand because I felt her squeeze mine three times. I immediately let up some of the pressure and smiled at her.
As we made our way through all the drunk people, I saw Lisa and Jennie on the dance floor already, grinding on each other. I just shook my head and chuckled as Rosie and I sat down at the bar. A bartender came around and I just order a martini and Rosie got two shots of vodka. This is going to be a great night for me I thought to myself sarcastically. Rosie and I both know vodka hits her the hardest and fastest, so I guess she like doesn't want to remember tonight.
She downed them right away while I just sipped on my drink. We were having a conversation and I started to notice herself relax a bit, telling me the alcohol in her system was taking effect. I just watched amused as she order some tequila and then a piña colada. She's gonna get shit faced tonight. I then noticed a guy maybe three seats down eying her up. I grew protective of my girl and leaned in for a kiss. She kissed me back lazily before pulling away and drinking more of her piña colada. I had just finished my martini and then I got a glass of water and some food so I would be sober by the time I had to drive home.
I looked around the dance floor to see Irene and Jisoo doing a dance off and Jenlisa making out in the corner. I rolled my eyes at them and ate some of my food, Rosie stealing some here and there which I was fine with.
But then, her favorite song played overhead and I knew my girl was going to sprint to the dance floor; with me following after her obviously. She must've know I was going to follow her because she turned around to meet me and curled her finger at me to come closer. I smiled at her and she smirked at me when I rested my hands on her hips and brought her in for a quick kiss. I could taste the alcohol on her lips and I knew she would be throwing up tonight, and have a bad hangover tomorrow.
The music picked up and Rosie started to dance sexily in front of me, my eyes glued to the way her body moved effortlessly. She then spun herself around and pressed her back against my front. I almost let out an embarrassing groan as she started to grind back on me. I held her hips and started leaving light kisses on her neck. She reach an arm back and held the back of my neck closer to her so I would continue kissing her skin.
"You look stunning tonight, love." I whispered into her ear so only she could hear me. I pulled her ass closer to me and that got a moan out of her,
"Fuck, I love you." I smiled against her skin,
"Love you too."
Time went on and we soon found ourselves at a small couch just people watching. I was sipping some Pepsi and was eating a small thing of french fries while Rosie ate some of a burger. I told her to because it would help at least a little with the alcohol.
"Hey you!" I heard her shout from beside me. I turned to face her confused,
"What's up?"
"Who are you and whut have you done wit my fiancée?" Here we go. I sighed as I knew this was going to come at some point, I just thought I had more time.
"I am your fiancée." I told her, pointing to the ring in my finger. Her eyes widened,
"Oh my gad yu chopped off my fiancée's hannd and stole herr ring!" She shrieked. Honestly, how does she come up with some of this stuff.
"No I didn't–"
"You're insane! But you are prety. Wait no you're noot, you areint my fiancée. You're ug–ly." She said dramatically. I can never win with her, can I.
"Rosie, we literally go through this thing every time you get drunk." I said rubbing my temple. She was about to throw her burger at me, but I stopped it,
"You has gottin me drumk before! You bitch!" I groaned out as I heard her start to rant on about how I'm such a horrible person and should die by getting eaten alive by fleas.
"Roseanne Park, I y/n y/l/n am your fiancée." I stated. She stared at me questioningly before speaking,
"What's my favorite color then?"
"Blue."
"Damn it, you're good."
"Love, I am your fiancée." I told her once again. It was as if me calling her 'love' made her sober and she could think. Her eyes widened happily as she smiled brightly at me,
"Babe! Where hav you ben?" She said, her words slurring together.
"Oh, I just came back from the bathroom." I lied to her because I knew if I told her I was here the whole time, she would spiral and the whole thing would happen again.
"I'm glad you aer back then becase I wanna be with you." She mumbled as she then trailed a hand up and down my thigh. I immediately grabbed her hand to pull it away,
"Rosie, not happening. You know I will not have sex with you when you're drunk because drunken consent still isn't consent." I explained to her. She dramatically sighed and laid her head down on my lap. I saw Jennie rushing to the bathroom with Lisa following her. I'm guessing either Jennie's going to throw up or they are going to have a quickie.
Then out of absolutely nowhere, Rosie started balling her eyes out. I panicked slightly and lifted her head up so I could hold it gently against my body. She was mumbling incoherent things against me, so I pulled her away and asked her what she said.
"I miss Hankie." She cried. I just frowned at her and held her more as she sobbed. She was nicely in my arms before she got up and went straight to the bathroom. I rushed after her and entered the bathroom to hear someone throwing up in a stall. I walked in and saw my fiancée hunched over a toilet spilling her guts into it. I grabbed the hair tie I had on my wrist and put her hair up and rubbed her back gently as she continued throwing up.
I then heard moans coming from a few stalls over and in my heart I knew it was Jennie and Lisa. Now I wanted to throw up. I just tried my best to ignore it and help Rosie out. Once she was done throwing up, she sat down on the floor and looked at me. Her makeup was messed up and she was all sweaty from just the atmosphere itself.
"I think we've had enough fun tonight." I said as I shook up and held my hands out for her. She reached out and missed them, so I reached down for her myself and pulled her up. She leaned all of her weight on me basically and I walked us over to the sinks so she could at least wash her mouth out. Thank god I didn't need to help her with that. As we exited the bathroom, I shouted over my shoulder,
"You two need to keep it the fuck down!" I heard the moaning stop and a small voice responded,
"Sorry." I could instantly tell that it was Lisa. I didn't even care at this point and walked Rosie and I through the crowd of everyone and we were finally out of the bar. I sat her down on a nearby bench really quick so I could text everyone we are leaving. I didn't even realize it was almost 2am.
"Alright Rosie, let's get you home to Hankie." As soon as I said his name, her drunken self got all bubbly and excited. I smiled at her cuteness and decided to just carry her bridal style because I know she would complain about her heels in less than 5 minutes. She was a giggly mess and drew random designs on my arms as I walked us to my car.
I arrived and told her to get my keys out of my back pocket. She smirked at me and slowly slid her hand down my back and to my ass, where she processed to slap it before getting my keys. I rolled my eyes at her and she had to hold the keys right in front of her eyes so she could hit the right button. The car unlocked and she cheered happily as she opened the passenger door.
I placed her gently inside and buckled her up. She slumped her head to the side and mumbled god knows what. I let her be and closed the door, making my way for he drivers side and starting the drive home. We got home rather quickly because there isn't much traffic at 2am surprisingly. Nonetheless, I parked the car and took a deep breath before grabbing the now passed out Rosie out of the passenger side. She was completely dead weight and I had to carry her all the way to the elevator and to our apartment.
It took some effort to say the least, but I got it done. I had successfully laid my fiancée down on the bed and I patted myself on the back. She was still asleep, so I grabbed some makeup wipes and took of her makeup for her. I did just some moisturizer and then started to take off her dress to change her into pajamas.
"Ohh, so this is what we're doing." Rosie said, now apparently awake. I looked down and saw the position we were in: me down at her legs tugging off her red dress.
"No love, you're drunk and I'm not having sex with you. Maybe tomorrow if your hangover isn't that bad." I then looked back up and she was passed out once again. I rolled my eyes at her and got her changed. I then did my night routine and grabbed a glass of water and advil for bed. I just placed them on her nightstand and then finally climbed into bed next to her.
Her body subconsciously rolled over towards me and I smiled at that. I moved closer to her and took her body into my arms. I kissed her forehead goodnight and mumbled an 'I love you' before drifting off to sleep.
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"Ughhhhhhh."
I cracked an eye open to see Rosie looking absolutely miserable in the morning sunlight. She reached over and saw the glass of water and advil for her. She muttered 'shes so sweet' to herself and took both things. I smiled at her,
"How's the hangover treating you?" She jumped slightly and then groaned again, looking back at me,
"It's a bitch, like you right now."
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some more drunksé for all of u that loved her i'm the flashback from idk what chapter lol. i've been jamming out to the Frozen soundtrack too LMAO. thank u for reading and i love you guys <3 ps, my friday the 13th was a bitch to me :)