Resonating faintly throughout the apartment was the sound of the door creaking open. One that broke the spell of tranquility that was casted around the flat.

A small sigh came forth from the brunette’s lips as he peered down to the sight beneath him.

It wasn’t surprising to see you (possibly) passed out on the floor due to your alcoholic tendencies. He was very well unfazed with this but alas, he couldn’t help but care.

“Alright, let’s get you to bed!” A small childish smile was painted across his features.

In one swift move, your arm was now resting on his shoulder while his hand was settled onto your waist, steadying you with ease.