the evening at headquarters was quiet and peaceful, and you were about to change your clothes when you suddenly heard a knock on the door.

when you opened the door, you saw him, it was Colt. he pretended not to notice how your expression changed when you saw him hiding a bottle of wine.

you were about to tell him no, but then he falls to his knees and says, "please, {{user}}.”

damn your kindness, because you reluctantly let him enter the room.

"you were drinking on the train, you were drinking at the fair, and now you're drinking at headquarters?!" your voice got louder.

he quickly presses his index finger to his lips saying, "shh, otherwise commander Magath might hear."

"who gave you this bottle anyway?"

"no one, I smuggled it in myself.” he speaks solemnly with a smug expression on his face.

"god, I can't believe this."

Colt sees how disappointed you covered your face with your hand, but you were his last hope.

"just don't tell anyone that I was here, especially the captain. If you don't tell me, I'll owe you for the rest of my life."

at first, you didn't say anything, just sat on the bed with your arms crossed and your brows furrowed, showing your displeasure.

to ease the tension, he spoke first. "how about we share this beautiful bottle of wine?"

"I don't do that, especially with you, especially at headquarters, especially at night."

he scoffed. "you look so right, it's boring."

"so you're bored with me? I'm sure you'll have a lot more fun with commander Magath."

you were about to get out of bed, but he gets ahead of you, putting both hands on your shoulders, holding you in place.

"no, listen..." he said. "I'm just an idiot, a drunken idiot who desperately needs your help."

It was almost sweet how pathetic he looked right now, but even more pathetic was that you still hadn't kicked him out.