A Drunken Night Out

(Semi-Vi x Ezreal)

Vi was bored.

If only she didn't have to come to stupid event, she could be working out or playing some video game instead. Hell, she could be doing nothing and it would be funner than listening to some old blow hard commemorate the Piltover Police Department on their hard work in lowering crime and protecting the city.

But Caitlyn had forced her to go, saying something like it would look bad for them and the department if they didn't go, as they were specifically invited. And so, here she was, siting at a table with Cait, Ezreal, and Jayce-their two plus ones-listening to Mayor Jacobs drone on.

"-And so without further ado, please welcome to the stage, Piltover's Finest!" She heard him say. Caitlyn stood up, and motioned for her too as well. Following her boss, the two of them walked to the center stage of the hall.

Once they got to it, the Mayor passed over the podium to Caitlyn, allowing her to speak. After clearing her throat, Caitlyn started her speech addressing the crowd.

Here we go, the speech she's spent a week on. The ten minute one. Fun.

Vi groaned inwardly as Caitlyn recited her speech and mentally switched off her brain again. She decided that she would like to get very, very drunk after all this boredom. That was the only plus about this events. They had the best wine she has ever tasted. Now if only she makes it through this speech to get to the good part…

"-and once again, I would like to thank our benevolent Mayor for hosting this event and for awarding the Piltover Police Department with this honor. I am proud to have served this magnificent city for the six years that I have, and I will continue to serve for years to come. Thank you all and have a good evening," Caitlyn concluded.

Yes, finally! Wine time!

Vi inwardly cheered and was anxious to get to the martinis. She took her mind off for the wine for a moment as she joined in on the applause, as they walked back to their table afterwards.

"That was an amazing speech Caitlyn. Well done," Jayce praised once they got back to the table.

Yeah, amazingly boring, she thought, while rolling her eyes.

"Thank you, Jayce. I worked hard on it, and I am quite pleased that it turned out well," Caitlyn replied as they sat down.

"Yeah, good job Cait! I mean, I kinda fell asleep halfway through it, but from what I did hear, it was pretty good," Ezreal chimed in lazily, though Caitlyn didn't seem as pleased with his compliment.

"...Thanks. I'm so glad it helped you nap. After all, I'm sure you needed your rest. And what better time than during a commemorative event. One where people are supposed to be paying attention and showing respect," she muttered sarcastically. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, knowing that he was being called out. Vi chuckled and nudged her.

"Oh lighten up, Cait. He's right. It was good, but kinda a snooze fest. I even zoned out for a moment there. And I was on the stage with you."

Caitlyn rolled her eyes at her partner and got up once more. "Whatever. I don't know why I expected differently from you two. I'm going to go eat with my family, and speak to some members of the council. I'll be back in a little bit." With that, she went over to the tables that held the food, making a plate for herself.

"Hmm, I should probably eat something too. Kinda hungry. Do you guys want anything? I can bring back something, " Jayce asked. Ezreal shook his head no and leaned back in his chair. Jayce turned to Vi. "Vi, you want anything?"

"Nah, I'm about to hit the bar. I've been waiting all night for a pink blossom martini. That crap is amazing."

Jayce chuckled at her, and got up to leave. "Alright, suit yourself," he stated as he went over to join Caitlyn. Vi was about to get up to go to the bar, before remembering that Ezreal was still there sitting back in his chair. She wondered if he wanted to join her.

"Hey Ez, wanna come with? I bet ten bucks that I can out drink you."

"What? You tried out drinking me before and I beat the hell out of you. You passed out by the fourth glass! And I'll end up doing it again too," he boasted, feeling confident in his ability to hold his liquor.

"I did not pass out at the fourth one. It was more like the fourteenth glass," she exaggerated. "And you were out way before me. I'd like to see you try to out drink me and fail again."

"Pfft, you're on. This will be a piece of cake," He bragged as he got up from his seat, following her to the bar.

As it turns out, it wasn't a piece of cake. At all. For either of them. They were both heavily intoxicated by the third round, and starting to lose comprehension.

"Heys. You're doing goood. I didn't thinks you would last soo long," Vi slurred. She was starting to have to fight to sit up right.

Ezreal was also feeling the heavy effects of the alcohol, and was gazing at the glass in front of him like it was killing him. "I don't knowsh. I don't feel so goood," he muttered.

"Nah, you'res doing real good. Why don't we," she paused to get her bearing. The room was starting to wobble, and her balance was off. "Why don't we raises the stake, huh? If you can take this one, I'll kiss you! Okays?"

"Huh? Kisses me? Why'd you want to do that?" He asked, still slurring in his speech.

Vi lazily shrugged, replying, "Why nots? I nevers kissed before, and you won't do it."

"Oh yeah? Watch thiss." He called for the bartender to refill his drink, and as soon as he got it back he downed it in one gulp. He groaned as he felt it burn his throat and warm his chest. "There! I dids it. Now…pays up!" His slurring worsened as the drink took immediate effect. He closed his eyes and puckered up, waiting for her to initiate.

"A-alright, fine! I'm going to gives you the best kiss you ever hads!" She fiercely stated before crashing her lips onto his. It was sloppy and completely uncoordinated, but they didn't notice at all. They kept going for several minutes too drunk to quit and barely stopping to breathe every now and then.

"Wha-What? What the hell?! I leave you two idiots alone for 12 minutes, and you end up drunk off your asses, making out at the bar! 12 minutes!" They heard someone say. They stopped making out, and looked at the person talking to them. They had to lean on each other to support themselves, but they managed to stay upright. Barely.

"Oh heys. Heys there. You have pretty hair. Pretty bluue hair," Vi murmured, feeling tired on Ezreal's shoulder. The woman sighed at her, and looked angry, but Vi didn't know why.

"Honestly, I should have expected something like this. Jayce, help me take them to my car. I'll drive these idiots to my estate, and have them stay in the guest rooms,' the lady said to some guy standing next to her.

He walked over to them, and picked Vi up. She giggled stupidly as he lifted her.

'You is so strongs. But you have a stoopid face. Silly stoopid face," She said. He frowned at her, but she just giggled some more at him.

"Come on, let's go. You've had enough fun for one night." He said, carrying her away.

"Aww, but I don't want the funs to stop." She complained. Sadly for her, it seems like they had to stop, as she was starting to feel the alcohol take over her consciousness. "I want to have more funs, stoopid face…" She murmured before falling asleep in his arms…

Vi woke up with her head feeling like it was being split in half and with her mouth drier than Shurima. She groaned and tried to open her eyes. But the rush of searing light quickly shut them back closed.

"Fuck…" she muttered, rolling onto her back. She groaned some more as she tried to sit up. Barely managing to do so, she massaged her temples in hopes that she could relieve the pain. It didn't work, however, and somehow only made her feel worse.

"Fuck," she repeated, falling back onto the bed. Numbly, she heard a door open nearby.

"Hey, you're finally up I see. Here, drink this." She heard Caitlyn say. She slowly opened her eyes to see what Caitlyn was handing her. It looked like a glass of water, but it was fizzing.

"W-What is this?" Vi questioned. Her mouth was killing her with how dry it was.

"It's something that will help you feel better. Now drink," Caitlyn commanded, shoving the glass in her face. Vi took it and hesitantly took a gulp. It's effects were immediate on her mouth, and she rapidly downed the rest of it. It helped to rid the dryness, but not much. But she supposed anything was better than nothing.

"Thanks," she managed out more clearly.

"Is your headache going away a bit?" Vi took a second to focus on it to find out. There was still a dull throb, but it was nothing compared to the splitting migraine it was before.

"Much better, thanks. What was in that stuff?"

"It was water with a pain relief effervescent tablet dissolved in it. It works pretty quickly apparently."

"Yeah, it definitely does. So what happened last night? I only remember your speech and then going to the bar. Did I...did I challenge Ez to a drinking contest again?" she asked, feeling like she already knew the answer. She faintly remembered talking to Ezreal before heading to the bar. And she remembers that the last time something like that happened, she was in almost the exact same situation then as she is now: hungover in a guest room at Caitlyn's estate.

"Yup, and you two idiots ended up so drunk that when I found you, you were sloppily locking lips. And in a formal event no less. Jayce and I had to carry you two out immediately, and take you here."

"Oh, okay. Thanks." The hangover made Vi take a moment to actually process what Caitlyn had said. But once she did, she was furious. "Wait, what?! I was making out with Ezreal?! How the hell did that happen?!"

"Don't ask me. All I know is that several politicians were not exactly pleased at the sight, and neither was I. Now, get up and get changed. It's a work day, and I'm not letting you off the hook because you're hungover. No, you're bringing your ass in. Your spare clothes are in the dresser." Caitlyn stated, moving over to the door.

Vi groaned. That's the last time she gets drunk at an event like that again. Well, maybe not, but it's going to be the last time she gets that drunk with Ezreal. Speaking of which, she remembered something.

"Hey wait, did I at least win the bet? I think he owes me ten bucks."

"I'm pretty sure you didn't. I talked to Ezreal before you, and he said that he remembers drinking one more than you."

Vi groaned some more. She has to go to work with a hangover, suffer the embarrassment of drunkenly making out with Ezreal, and she owes the bastard some money.

"Fuck…"

Author's Note

As requested by a reader from Broken Gears, detailing a scene Vi talked about in it. Not quite sure how well the drunken scene turned out, but hopefully you guys like it.