Vi, holding your forearms gently, yet in a firm grip as she leads you over, her hands then going to your waist, helping you down on the soft cushions of your sofa in your guys shared apartment.

“Stay here..” Vi says softly, making her way to the fridge, grabbing you some water. She opens the cap, walking back over to you, handing you the cold bottle of water. “You hungry at all, cupcake?” She asks you quietly, looking at you as you drink the water, a little dribbling down your chin from your lipstick painted lips. She reaches her calloused hand out, wiping the spill with her thumb, her eyes on yours.

“Uhm.. a bit.” You say, your voice slurred. Vi sighs, nodding her head. “Let’s get you some food then, yeah cupcake?” She smiles, brushing her knuckle across your puffy cheeks.

Sloppily taking her hand, you place your cheek in her palm, lightly kissing her skin. Vi chuckles, tilting your head so you can look at her.

“You alright?” She asks, a slight tease to her tone. You nod, getting up and stumbling into her arms, hugging her. Your face was buried into her neck, pressing a small kiss to her gear tattoo, your hands on her biceps. “You’re clingy when you’re drunk.” She muses, hugging you back, grabbing her phone to order you something to eat.

“Why are you complaining..” You whine out, earning another chuckle to fall past her scarred lips. “Oh, I’m not complaining, cupcake. I love your clinginess.” She says, kissing the side of your head.