#athlete fem reader in mind but managed to make it gn i think

[myrosae]

Reader taking care of drunk(?) Bachira

I think i made it GN. alcohol and brief mention of dubcon

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Earlier that day, Bachira had contacted you to join him and a few friends for a Karaoke night. Although you usually would never pass down a chance to spend time with Bachira (or any of the guys, that were as much his friends as they were yours), you were hesitant. You were not in the mood for alcohol at all, and even though you knew none of your friends would ever force you to drink if you didn’t want to, you were worried of being a burden, of dragging the fun down. Instead of dwelling on it alone, you shared your concerns with Bachira, which when thinking back on it might not have been the best idea : he’d always manage to make you forget any concerns you had about yourself and to make you spend time with him, whatever the situation. Your other friends were definitely not simping for you as hard as he was. But you weren’t even a couple (yet).

Bachira did manage to dispel your concerns after a short call. 

“ So, you’re hesitating because you don’t want to drink tonight ?”

“I mean, yeah, I wouldn’t wanna be a drag.” At that, you heard him scoff through the phone.

“That’s so dumb. Nobody’ll ever think of you as a drag. You’re always so goddamn fun to be around.” He stopped for a second, thinking. “But hey, how about that : you come to the karaoke tonight with your car, you have fun with me - us all night, and then you can drive me home safely, taking care of me !” You could hear his grin. He was unashamed.

“ Hey, that’s actually not a bad idea !” Besides, none of the guys were crazy drinkers, especially not for a karaoke night with friends. Your mission would be to drive a few tipsy friends home. And yes, you were glossing over the fact that Bachira had came up with the idea with only the both of you in mind, not counting your other friends.

“But that won’t be an excuse to drink yourselves away !” He’d heard you counting your other friends as well but didn’t comment on it.

“Of course not, Angel, I wouldn’t wanna bother you too much !” He was teasing you but also sounded sincere. 

And as such, you agreed on this plan. He gave to you the meetup adress and hour. There was a car park right next to the place. Before ending the call, you asked him if he wanted you to come pick him up at his place, a bit excited as you had never been there. Weirdly enough, he refused, not even explaining why. 

“Oh no don’t bother ! Thanks for the offer though <3″

And with that, you both said goodbye and the call ended.

You were the last to arrive to the karaoke place that night. Bachira, Isagi, Nagi and Chigiri were already there. Chigiri was going through the karaoke song selection screen, and the other three were seated and chatting away. As soon as you entered the room, Bachira exclaimed excitedly “There you are !” He got up and dragged you to the sofa, taking your hand. “We were talking about the mass production of super-hero movies and we need your opinion.” He pushed you on the sofa, forcefully sitting you down. “That is sounding too intellectual for you.” “Isagi was explaining it to me !” He was still standing in front of you. You looked up at him and laughed. He was buzzing with excitment. “Alright then, Isagi, grant me your wisdom !” You turned to the man in question. Him and Nagi had a knowing smirk on their faces. You decided to ignore that. 

As the night went on and as the boys were chucking down their drinks, Bachira was getting clingier with you. Bolder. As you were cheering on mainly Chigiri and Isagi who were passing the mic back and forth, Bachira was moving closer and closer to you on the sofa. At first, he would just be leaning over you to speak with Nagi, hand supporting himself across your legs. At the end of the night, he was flat out trying his best to sit on your lap, whining loudly every time you pushed him to the side in a feeble attempt to preserve the few pieces of your mind that weren’t begging you to slam your lips against his pouty ones. He would immediatly climb back up on your legs, laughing loudly at your groans. At least, he was facing Nagi, not you, you thought. 

Yeah, you should’ve tried to not let that thought come through your mind. Because now, you were daydreaming about it. As if having Bachira on your lap was not already enough, you were imagining him, facing you, hands locked around your shoulders, with his big fucking grin, slowly inching closer to your mouth while looking you in the eye... 

“Hey ! Are you listening to me ? You there ? Come back !”

Bachira broke you out of your daydream by taking your cheeks between his hands and dragging your head close to his. You could actually feel his hot breath on you. He was twisting his hips, body still facing Nagi. “Oh C’mon ! Get a room you two ! Poor Nagi is third-wheeling over there!” Chigiri shouted from across the room. “ I feel like I am witnessing a canon event.” Nagi followed. You were bright red and hoping that none of them could see it. Bachira did definitely see it. 

“C’mon, Meguru, let me move a bit, I have to go to the bathroom...”

“Nooooooo ! Don’t abandon me ! What if they hurt me while you’re not there ? You have to protect me !” It took a lot of fighting to get him off of you. He was clinging on to you even when standing up, like a koala. You managed to get him off with the other guy’s help and made your way to the bathroom. 

You used this alone time to compose yourself  and your thoughts: yes, it would be fucking easy to steal your first kiss with Bachira tonight. He was being extra expressive and affectionnate, and you weren’t dumb enough to not get the clue. And you liked him a lot too. You liked him so much. You wanted to kiss him so damn bad. But he was drunk. And you’d rather die than ever feeling like you’ve ever taken advantage of a drunk person. Yes, his advances have always been rather obvious, even when he was not  drunk. But you didn’t want your first move on him to happen when he was not completely in control of himself. And as such, you decided that you would endure his fucking teasing ass for the night. Maybe you’ll invite him over your place in the week, to make up for that. With that, you splashed yourself with water and made your way back to the room.

It was 2AM when the 5 of you decided to end the night. You volunteered to drive home every last one of your friends. Nagi and Chigiri lived fairly close to each other. They managed to write their adress on your GPS and you got them home safely. Bachira, who was sitting in the seat next to you, wished them goodnight cheerfully. You dropped Isagi at his place and he knowingly waved the both of you goodbye from his doorstep. 

You were left with only Bachira, who was behaving surprisingly well since the start of the ride. He did not speak at all aside from wishing goodbye to his friends. He seemed tired, his eyes were drooping. “So, where do you live ?” “Hmmmm...” He smiled at you. You asked him again, once, twice, thrice, getting more worried each time. You were holding his head between your hands, softly caressing his cheeks hoping to ease the blur in his mind. He said he didn’t remember. “Just... take me to your place. You wouldn’t do anything to me, right ?” He was nuzzling his face against your hands. You huffed and put your hands back on the steering wheel. It was probably safer that way. Who knew if he hurt himself while drunk in his house ? Better be safe than sorry, right ? 

You arrived at your house after a 10 minute drive. Bachira had stared at you, eyes half lidded throughout the first half of the ride. When you arrived, he seemed to be sleeping. You parked your car and got out, opening the door to Bachira’s side. He opened his eyes and extended his arms to you.

“Seriously Meguru ?” “Yeah, I can’t stand on my own.” That was probably bullshit, but you didn’t really care. He scooted closer to the end of his seat and you picked him up bridal style. He seemed surprised. He was probably expecting a back ride. “Gotta treat you like the spoiled princess you’re pretending to be, love.” He seemed to be waking up at your words and actions. Your were walking up the stairs to your appartment. “Noooo, you’re supposed to be the princess ! Not me !” He nuzzled closer to you. You were calmer than you thought you would be. “Then you gotta make up for it tomorrow. Can you open the door for me ? The keys are in my hand.” He grabbed your keys and unlocked the door for the both of you. His movements didn’t seem weak to you. He seemed fairly in control. You chuckled to yourself. 

You decided that you would let him sleep in your bed, and you would sleep on your sofa. At your entrance, you put him down so that he could take his shoes off. You took his coat and hanged it. Although he managed to take his shoes off just fine, he immediately leaned his whole weight dramatically against you. “I can’t walk !” He whined. You could indulge him one last time. So you took him in your arms, he giggled and you moved over to your room. You softly dropped him in your bed. 

“Alright, that’s it. I know you’re doing alright Meguru so don’t get all whiny on me. The bathroom is on the left, there is a spare toothbrush in the cabinet. If you need me, i’ll be in the living room. Okay ?” He looked at you with genuine confusion in his eyes. You were still at eye level with him, so he grabbed your head. 

“No, no ! Stay with me ! I still need you ! I’ll- I’ll make room for you in the bed ! I won’t be a nuisance ! I promise !” You chuckled lightly. 

“You’re never a nuisance Meguru. I just don’t want to sleep next to you for the first time when you’re drunk. That wouldn’t sit right with me.” 

“I’m- I’m not drunk !” With that he blowed his breath into your face. And he actually didn’t smell of alcohol one bit. Now that you’re thinking about it, he never ordered a drink from the whole night. You were just too distracted to even notice. He was looking at you, excpectantly waiting for your response.

“So you pretended to be drunk aaaaall night, just to get my attention, you embarrassed me in front of our friends, you hid your adress from me so that you could sleep here and you pretended not to be able to walk ? What a spoiled brat. And you’re even trying to get me to sleep next to you. How shameless.” You were speaking softly, as if you were talking to a sleepy child. His cheeks became red. He tried to stutter an answer. You reached for a streak of hair and put it back behind his ear. He trembled. 

“I indulged in you during the whole night. Now, you’re gonna be a good boy and sleep well. I’ll see you again tomorrow morning and we’re gonna talk about it. Okay ?” He hid his face in your pillow and answered an “okay” back. As you were leaving the room, he called out to you. 

“I- I wanted to - I tried to - I wanted to have a kiss tonight. Can I have a kiss ?” You turned to him.

“No. You will wait. Good night, Meguru.” You could hear him whining as you were closing the door.

The next morning, you woke up with the smell of toast in your nose. Bachira could see you from where he was in the kitchen. He rushed over to you. As you were slowly rising from the depths, he asked you : “I’ve been making you breakfast. Can I have a kiss now ?”. He was grinning. You rubbed your eyes, yawned, and took a look at his puppy eyes. “Only if you apologize for what you did yesterday.” “I’m sorry ! I’ll make it up to you, promise !”. And with that you leaned in against his lips and gave him a peck. He seemed to burst with excitment and followed by kissing you all over your face. You just sat there, appreciating the attack. 

And a few hours later, you and Meguru had officially become a couple.

#hello tumblr this is my first time writing anything in my entire life #can you feel how self insert it is #enjoy the many mistakes i probably made #i wrote this with an #athlete fem reader in mind but managed to make it gn i think #bllk #bachira meguru #bachira fluff #bachira x y/n #blue lock #english is not my first language if you want to correct me i will hear you with pleasure (but be nice or i WILL cry)