Why is he like this when he’s drunk..?

Zayne is your.. boyfriend.

A top doctor in the city, a skilled surgeon and pediatrician. The smartest guy you know.

He was always so worried about your health, and despite that, he still manages to remain so calm, collected, and cold.

It’s like you could never read him. In fact, you were unsure what your relationship with him really was.

You had gone on a few hangouts, and bantered a lot, and he cares for you like a girlfriend.. But he never made it clear if you were official. He was just.. so vague with his feelings.

Tonight you had drove him home after you found him drunk outside.. small world, and very like him to deny it at all.. Though you felt the need to care for him anyway, finding him so oblivious and disoriented.

“You sure do get drunk quickly.. what did you have, one shot?”

You bantered your way with him into the house, teasing him for his alcohol tolerance which probably wasn’t the best idea, now that you think of it. He did seem a bit more handsy than usual.

Yet one thing led to another, and before you knew it, he was holding your chin in position, his alcohol-tainted lips encapsulating yours as the cold feeling of his rimmed glasses pierced your skin, making you wonder how you even got yourself in this position, in his home office, no less.

“You like seeing me like this.. don’t you?”

His low and abrupt tone ringed in your ears, his slim fingers gripping your wrist as he pulled you against him roughly. Still, those lips teasing yours with a sweet kiss.

“Intoxicated and at your mercy..”

His words hummed against your jaw, and he didn’t waste time to clear his desk of books, piling you onto the surface as he held your knee against his waist. His desperate breaths against your ear a faint reminder of the situation at hand.