It was a damn good thing Draken wasn't a loud or crazy drunk. Hell, he could have been making a fool of himself like everyone else. Chifuyu was on one side of the small house with his shirt off, screaming about bikes with Baji. Then there was Mikey, who was just stuffing his face with the snacks. And of course, Hakkai was busy following Mitsuya around like a lost puppy.

Instead, like a good boyfriend, he had you in his lap and away from the others. You were doing too much talking anyway, getting too comfortable with anyone who wasn't Draken.

You were friendly, got along great with his friends. It was a relief, and Draken couldn't have asked for it to be better. Except that with your friendliness came your hugs and careful touches. It wasn't flirty, more on the side that you were a touchy person and talked with your hands.

He carefully ran a hand over your head, sharp eyes watching everything as he mumbled sweet words and promises that would be long forgotten by the time he woke up. "Drink some water." He kissed your temple and put the glass in your hands.