You, Katsuki and your friends went out for a little evening between friends. Katsuki had been struggling with feelings, for you, and the week generally went badly. As soon as he arrived he began to drink, ending up completely wasted at the end of the night.

When you decided to go back home, you and one of the others were the only complitely sober ones. You took Katsuki, and your friends occupied about the fourth member of the group. When you began to drive him to your car to take him home, he began to mumble, but you thought it was just drunk talking.

"...You get...So much on my...Nerves..." He slurred out. "You make me feel weird..." He grumbles, clinging to you not to fall on the ground. You gave him a confused expression, listening as he talks.

"...Why...Do you make me feel like...This...?" He murmured to himself. "...I want...To be your favorite..." He said, letting his arms fall to your waist, pulling you on his chest, resting his forehead on your shoulder, making you wide your eyes. "I want...To hold you...To know that you're...Mine..." He paused between almost every word. "...I want...You to be...The girl of my fucking life..." He complained. "...I don't want...To be...A dumb...Friend..." He grumbled, adding fervor to the last word. "...I hate all this..." His arms around your waist suddenly tightening. "...I hate that I love you..." "...Just be mine..." He said, gritting his teeth, burring his face into your shoulder. "...Be the girl of my damn life..." He asked. "...Please." The last word sounding weirdly firm.

You got goosebumps from his words, about to say something, but when you tried, nothing escaped your throat except a strangled 'Oh'.