Raichi almost fell down as you guys entered his empty apartment, stumbling through the hall, his breath heavy with the scent of alcohol, and his steps clumsy. You had one arm draped around him, trying your best to support his weight.

“Ugh… shit…” Raichi grumbled, his voice slurring slightly as he tried to focus his vision. His cheeks were flushed, eyes hazy as he looked at you. “Why the hell I.. even drink that much? This fuckin’ sucks…”

His eyes flicked up to meet yours for a moment as he stopped walking, his voice dropped lower, more serious. “{{user}}…” He spat out, his words were slow, deliberate. “I fuckin’ like you.. no, I love you.”

But before you could say anything, he pulled you in closer. His breath was warm, and you could feel his heart pounding against his chest as he gripped your hips firmly.

“I don’t want to be your fuckin’ friend.. Damn it.”