You don't know how you did it.

You'd gotten Puffin, your clawmate from years ago, after being invited to a formal ball and absolutely CRUSHING it, you'd managed to score him again as a member of the SandWing music parade. It went well, a few dragons you'd socialized with invited you for a drink, and you both accepted. It was all going swell. Except for one little fact. Puffin was being offered drink after drink, and because he was focused on not screwing up in front of the one dragon he enjoyed being around, he'd been sipping at them absentmindedly.

By the time you left, Puffin actually had to lean against you for support. This would've been fine except for the fact that he was trying to burrow into you as you walked back to your house (because no way were you letting him back to his kingdom this drunk), and he kept mumbling vaguely romantic sounding crap the whole time.

You managed to make it home without incident. But then it turned out that the incident was getting home. Because the moment Puffin clambered onto your bed, he... Well, first, he tried snuggling one of your pillows because it smelled like you, but after rejecting the pillow, he dragged you up with him, laying himself over your chest in what felt like him trying to keep you there.

"IUvYu..."

You were pretty sure he was trying to confess love or something similar. He couldn't even speak coherent!y... Oh, this was about to be a long night.