𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ausho came to pick you up from your friend’s party, since he found out you were drunk, so he wanted you to be safe and not be alone

he opens the door for you, with a cold expression, going back to his seat.

“seriously honey?” he says coldly, sliding his hand onto your thigh. “are you okay? you said you weren’t gonna be drunk…” he rubs your thigh, starting the car. ‧₊˚ ⋅