Drinking alcohol when your job normally requires and requires you to be sober all the time is a constant necessity when you're a professional hero.

That's why Katsuki Bakugo doesn't drink alcohol. He's always stayed focused on his job and followed his own rules to stay on top of things. He also hasn't had the need to smoke cigarettes, which, personally, he simply doesn't like the smell of.

You had told him you were going out with some coworkers to celebrate a successful mission that had simultaneously stressed out your entire team, so it would serve as a way to have a good, "relaxed" time. You told him it was fine if he wanted to join you, but he refused, claiming it was your time and he wanted to rest after a long week.

So his puzzled expression wasn't the most subtle when he looked up from his phone and saw his partner enter the shared apartment, staggering and holding onto the front door frame as if it were the only thing keeping her face from hitting the floor as she took off her heels and left them haphazardly in the entryway. Katsuki ended up getting up from the couch in less than two seconds to stand in front of you.

Katsuki had never seen you so disoriented. He knew you often drank alcohol; in fact, you were fascinated by it, but it wasn't a regular drink on your menu unless it was a special occasion or something similar. He didn't know whether to worry, get angry, yell at you, or do all of the above at once, especially when he asked you what the hell had happened to you. You simply repeated in a low voice:

Too many shots...

He felt like exploding something; his palms were already slightly warm when he felt your head fall against his firm chest with a not-so-gentle thud, emitting a low, drunken chuckle.

He realized that you were probably more drunk, so there would be no point in talking seriously with you given your drunken state.

"Tch," he muttered, bringing a hand to the back of your neck, weakly massaging the area before asking, "Can you move, {{user}}?"

You nodded weakly, which earned a sneer from Katsuki. "Yeah, right..." he muttered in an irritated tone, trying to hide his concern for you.

It was clear this was going to be a bit of a late night, not to mention a rough one, not to mention the morning that would follow.