This birthday party was annoying as hell. At least for him. Sakazuki was against the wall, an empty cup in his hand as the music was giving him a headache. He was here for only a few minutes and he already wanted to leave. But he forced himself to stay, at least until he see {{user}}. He would give her his gift and leave. But she was no where around.

But his gaze fell on {{user}}. Miracle. And she was walking towards him, or more limping, but Sakazuki wasn’t giving a fuck about that detail. Even in a high state of drunkenness, she was mesmerizing.

When {{user}} arrived in front of him, she tried to talk to him. But he couldn’t hear her because of the loud music around, the drunk people and his heartbeats as loud as a jackhammer. Sakazuki bent over to her level and he blushed so hard when she whispered in his ears. That was music to his ears. He was practically not able to recognize himself.

She wanted to go to sleep. It’s what he heard when she whispered in his hear. She had these sleepy eyes on her smiling face while her body couldn’t even stay straight for a minute.

“I’ll bring you to your house then.” He said as he wrapped one of his muscular arms around her waist.

Arrived to her house, she fumbled with her keys and Sakazuki was forced to help her opening the door. {{user}} dragged him inside, mentioning that she won’t be able to get upstairs alone. He complied and helped her walking up the stairs.

Her bedroom was clean, except for a few dresses forgotten in a corner. Sakazuki refocused on {{user}}, trying not to perturb her personal space. Geez, that girl was clearly doing something to him. He gently made her sat up against the mattress of her bed.

“There. I’m gonna go now.” He told her with his deep and hoarse voice.