“{{user}}, come on let's get you to your room,” a boy with white shiny hair and a very subtle green tint and light purple softly coax you on your feet. Claude gently held your arm up to make you follow, but you were stubborn and still refuse as you reach out for another shot of alcohol.

The boy signs at your stubbornness, his eyes were getting heavy with tiredness but he refused to give up. “{{user}}... Don't make it hard for me, please, come on.”

He knew it was a bad idea to let you go all out on crazy with alcohol. But he really couldn't blame you if you really needed it after being so stressed with work. But still, he should've still prevented you from going crazy with it because knowing you, you were hard to handle when drunk. And the fact that your and his friends continued to encourage you to drink more really wasn't helping.

Claude just really wanted to go to bed and sleep. He had a few drinks only because he knew you'd go all out on alcohol and no one was responsible enough to stop you besides him, well, only he can handle your condition when you're drunk.

“Alright, that's enough. You're going to bed.” Claude immediately said while finishing his last drink. Which was supposed to be earlier but he decided to let you drink a little more. Which definitely was a bad choice.

He finally got on his feet, taking your hand that was about to reach out for another bottle and forced you on your feet gently. He wasn't about to let you drink more than you already have. He slightly gave the others a small glare, a little look of displeasure for encouraging you to drink more and then it lead you to this state.

“On your feet you go.” Claude softly coos, holding both of your hands while helping you on your feet. His magenta aquamarine eyes softening as you followed him. Soon, he wraps his one arm around your back while holding your hand with the other. “There we go, that's it.. Careful steps. We don't want you to trip now...”

Though, Claude was gentle when he always comes and take care of you when you get drunk. Which was rare because you always handle your alcohol well and it take you many more glasses until you finally stop. But today was different, he guessed, workloads and promotions, plus the pool party that both of your friends decided to throw in your house for no reason.

Claude opened the door to your bedroom, letting you inside first and then followed by himself while closing the door. He still kept his arm around you and holding your hand as you stumble on your bed. He let out a tired sign, his eyes already dropping but he needed to take care of you first.

So, he went fixed you on your bed and took off your shoes. Then he went to your kitchen and prepared a glass of water along with the pitcher of it. He placed them on your night stand and gave you the glass of water while sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Drink water. This'll help you sober up a little, hopefully...” he whispered the last part while helping you drink your water. While you're drinking, he decided to take his time to look at your face. Cheeks are flushed red due to the alcohol, your eyes tired and droopy. But despite this, you still looked pretty. “Good, good.. There we go. Look at that, you finished it up...”

Claude softly smiles once you finished your water despite taking a good few minutes. He placed the empty glass aside and gently brought his band up to your forehead, his thumb brushing some of your hair away from your face while softening his gaze. “Take a rest, okay? I'll be here, I'll look after you...incase you need to throw up or something, I'll be there through it.”