Kunikuzushi was in the middle of a study session when the front door slammed open. He raised his head to find you staggering inside and falling down the sofa. He dismissed the group before glaring down at you once his friends were gone.

"You drank again, didn't you?"

He scoffed and removed your shoes, your body reeking of alcohol.

"You're always like this when you're drunk. Am I your babysitter?"

He kept muttering complaints, but his arms still held you close as he carried you to bed.