#BLACKWELL

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~Just One Kiss~

Nathan Prescott X Reader

Summary: A drunk Nathan asks the reader to come over to his room.

Word count: 1.3K

Warning: Usage of alcohol, drunk Nathan

There were two types of nights for me: The first one being the nights where I would get back to my dorm after an intense hookup with Nathan Prescott and then there are the nights where I would just lay in my bed and watch Golden Girls. Today was the latter. I was just chilling out when I suddenly got a text message. It was already pretty late so I was wondering who could possibly want something from me at such a time but when I checked my phone it didn’t came as a big surprise: Nathan, of course.

He had always been the complete opposite of me: popular, rich and mostly known for drugs, alcohol and being a rebellious teenager. I, on the other hand, was just a shy, introvert and nerdy girl. It was about three months prior that Nathan and I worked on a class project together when things quickly took a weird turn, resulting in us meeting for quick hookups a few times per week. We started talking more and even became good friends at some point. Knowing what Nathan probably wanted now I opened the message and my suspicions were quickly confirmed.

“Can u come 2 my room?”

I was already snuggled up in my bed and I actually didn’t want to get up again but I kept receiving begging messages from Nathan so after a while I wanted to check if he was okay. My guess was that he was feeling needy because he was drunk, it had happened before, and I was partially right – he really was drunk. But instead of finding him on his bed like usual, he was he was walking around his room. When he saw me he happily approached me and gave me a big hug, almost crushing me with the strength of it.

“Why did you ask me to come over?” I asked him after we separated again.

“Because I wanna try something.” He simply answered, making me curious.

“What do you wanna try?”

“Kissing but without having sex afterwards.”

“So you made me leave my cozy, warm bed and walk all the way over here for a kiss?”

“Pretty much, yes.” Nathan laughed.

I didn’t know if I was annoyed or if I thought it was cute. Knowing he was absolutely drunk I decided it was cute that he thought of me in that state. But then I saw him almost falling over so I decided he had to go to bed.

“Nate, you’re drunk. Let’s put you to bed, hm?”

That made him all whiny “Nooooooo. I don’t wanna go to bed. I wanna kiss you.”

I laughed at how adorable his pouting was but it didn’t matter. He was too drunk to know what he needs. I put him in his bed after helping him take his jacket off. Then I covered him with his blanket and put a bucket next to his bed.

“Sleep well, Nate.” I whisper, ready to leave. “Text me if you need anything.”

“Don’t go. Please…” He almost sounded desperate. “Please… one kiss. Just one.”

I couldn’t resist him. I always had a little crush on him and this was just too tempting so I did what seemed right: I gave in. I walked back over to his bed and gave his lips a quick peck.

“One more. Just one more, please…”

I should have know it. However he was just too cute in that moment so I had to give in and give him one more little peck. Just one couldn’t hurt anyone, right?

“One more. We can’t leave it at two. We have to make it three.”

“One more. But only one, okay? Then you really need to sleep, Prescott.” I sighed.

Nathan nodded happily so I leaned in again and pecked his lips for the third time. Then I kissed his forehead and a while later I finally left his room.

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It was morning now. I woke up well-rested and checked my phone to see if Nathan needed anything or if anyone else texted me. I did get a text from my mother but it was only the regular “Have a nice Sunday”- text.

What was strange was that Nathan didn’t bother texting me at all. Usually he would at least text me when he woke up to let me know he was fine but not today. So I got ready to go and did the only reasonable thing: I walked up to his dorm and checked on him.

When I entered I saw that he was still sleeping. ‘Of course’ I thought. ‘This makes sense. Why did I get so worried?’ I sat down on the couch and played with my phone, waiting for him to finally wake up. It took about thirty more minutes until he stirred and slowly opened his eyes. I gave him a moment to adjust to the light in his room, although it wasn’t much due to his heavy curtains I knew how sensitive his eyes were.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” I giggle a little, making Nathan groan. “How bad is the hangover?”

Nathan only groaned in response which was enough to answer the question.

“Want me to bring you my ‘special mixture’ to help the hangover?”

I made that mixture for him so many times already. Nathan nodded and put a pillow over his head, trying to cover his eyes which made me giggle. Then I left the room and came back a short while later with a glass of what I liked to call ‘hell juice’. It smelled absolutely awful and tasted even worse but it did help.

Nathan was sitting up in his bed and I sat beside him and gave him the glass. I know how much he hated this but it was his fault for needing it. Also, it was fun for me to watch him struggle as he drank it. He knew better than to complain so he quickly swallowed all of it down and contorted his face in disgust.

“How drunk was I?” He said quietly.

I told him the whole story about how I had to come over and he blushed. This was rare, I have never seen Nathan blush before.

“So I told you to come over because I wanted a small kiss?”

“Not only one.” I explained. “After the first one you wanted a second one. And a third one. And then you asked me for other things that I respectfully declined because you were too drunk.”

I couldn’t really read his expression. In one way he seemed to be a little shy about what he asked for last night but at the same time he just smirked and seemed to know that if he wasn’t so drunk he would have gotten his way.

“Well…” He started. “Now that I’m feeling better, my request still stands.”

Damn him. Damn his smirk, damn his charm. I couldn’t believe how easily he got me to be putty in his hands. How could I possibly say no to him like that? Safe to say that I did not say no. In fact we spend most of the day in his bed. In the evening we were so exhausted that he let me stay in his bed for the night. This was the first real time we cuddled, no rush, no hurry, just us. He was pressing light kisses on my neck as I heard him whisper to me quietly.

“Thanks for taking care of me.”

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