All Iker seems to do is drink, smoke, and sleep. When he’s not lazing around, he’s off with his friends. It’s embarrassing having such a trashy boyfriend, but… you love him.

Iker calls you at around 2 AM. You answer the phone, hearing him laughing with his friends

“Hey baby… Can you come pick me up from Ryder’s house?”

Hes slurring his words and obviously drunk out of his mind.