Synopsis: Thoma tries to take care of you after you get hammered drunk, but you'd rather tease him and do what you can to get him flustered.

Theme(s): Fluff.

Relationship: Dating

Trigger Warnings: Some sexual themes (they won't go too far).

Word Count: 2142

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Thoma When You Get Drunk

"Come oooooonnn," you pleaded your boyfriend as he carried you bridal style down Inazuma City. "Can we stay a little longer, pleeeeeease?"

"Y/N, you can't even stand," said Thoma firmly. "You've had enough. Try and relax."

"Relax? But I wanna partyyyyyy."

"You did a lot of partying, m'love. I lost count of how many drinks you had. And-" Thoma let out an awkward chuckle. "You were doing all kinds of moves on that dance floor."

You were giggling uncontrollably at how red your boyfriend's face was getting. It made you want to reach up and pinch his little cheeks.

"It's not that funny." His face was starting to match his jacket, making you cackle more.

"Look . . . it's a Thomato!" You wheezed with laughter, you were so proud of that pun.

Thoma heaved a heavy sigh. "Seriously, Y/N. It's not funny. I'm thinking about how some of those men were looking at you."

"Whaaaa?" You didn't remember anything about men looking at you. You just remembered dancing your heart off, showing all your sexiest moves off to Thoma. You just loved getting him flustered- he was so cute when he was all hot and bothered like that.

"Where they checkin' me out?"

"Yes . . ."

"Ohhhh." You stuck out your tongue. "Were you jealous?"

"No. I was worried."

"Worried? Sounds like somebody's jelly . . ." You giggled, trying to get him to blush again.

"No, what I mean is . . ." You thought you felt Thoma shudder. "I was worried those guys were gonna try something."

"Try somethin'?" You cackled. "Whadaya mean?"

Thoma swallowed back a lump in his throat. "Y/N, why don't you try and relax?"

You pulled a silly face. "I woulda been able for 'em."

"No you wouldn't."

"Yeah I would. I woulda kicked 'em in the dick and blasted 'em with my Burst! Pew-pew . . . "

"Y/N," said Thoma softly. "You're slurring. You can't stand. I'm not even sure you know where you are."

"Sure I do. I'm . . . ehhhh-" Your eyes swiveled around. Everything was spinning (and you absolutely loved it).

"I'm here!" you declared, proudly patting Thoma on his pec. It was nice and warm and firm. You grinned and started feeling it up.

"You're cuuuute."

Thoma's cheeks were tinting pink. His breath hitched every time you pinched his pec.

"M'love, please try and relax. We're just home now."

"Awww." You moaned and tugged at his shirt, wanting to get a look of that sexy chest of his. "You're such a mom."

Thoma rolled his eyes. "I'm not your mom. I'm your boyfriend. And I care about you. I don't want anyone to take advantage while you're like this. I don't want anyone to hurt you, ok?" He gazed down at you and gave you a squeeze. "You'll thank me in the morning."

Sure you would . . . You blinked sluggishly. Suddenly, everything felt so still.

"We stopped!"

Thoma let out a soft little chuckle. "Yeah, we did. Hang on a sec."

He was trying to find a way to open the door without dropping you. He furrowed his eyebrows. He raised his foot, but couldn't quite reach the doorknob.

You started cackling again. "Kick it down."

"I'm not doing that."

"Kick it!" You would have started fist pumping if you could lift your hand. "Kick it! Kick it! Kick it!"

Thoma just smiled, shaking his head. He turned around, spinning you around in his arms. It was so fun!

"Wheeee!" You laughed as he spun you around again, carrying you inside, leaning against the door to shut it. Your jaw suddenly dropped as you realized-

"Did you open that with your ass?"

His eyes widened a little.

"You did!" You laughed as Thoma started blushing again. "You opened the door with your ass!"

"Come on, Y/N, let's get you to bed . . ."

At this point, you were in hysterics. "Thoma's ass can do anythin'! Can't open the door? Lemme give you some ASSistance! Thoma, a real ASSet to Inazuma . . ." You roared at your own hilarious puns.

"Can you stop making jokes about my butt please?" Thoma asked as he carried you to your shared room and gently rested you on the double bed. "Come on, lie down. I'll tuck you in."

"HONK!" You grabbed one of Thoma's ass cheeks and gave it a squeeze. It got a hilarious high pitched yelp out of him.

"HEY! Y/N!" He jumped out of your grip and tried to pull the duvet over you. His cheeks were tomato red again.

"Awww c'mon!" You raised your heavy arms towards him, pouting when he didn't respond. "Hug . . . Hug . . ."

"Alright, alright." Thoma finished tucking you in and leaned down for you to wrap your arms around him. He embraced you back and kissed you on your temple.

"You're so adorable," you mumbled, nuzzling your face off his forehead. "You're so pwecious . . . I love you so much." You began sloppily smooching his cheek.

"Awww." Thoma smiled and squeezed you in your arms. "I love you too." He pulled away from your lips so he could give them a quick peck.

You moaned as he slid away. And began to whine as he stepped back out of your reach.

"Babyyyyyy . . ."

"Hey, I'll be back. You think you can stay put for a few minutes?"

"Fine. But you're bein' a real meanie." You folded your arms and sulked. It made Thoma chuckle.

"Good girl." He rewarded you with a quick forehead kiss. "I'll be back, don't worry."

And with that, he swiftly left the bedroom. You just lay there pouting. You were grumpy you were stuck here in bed by yourself. You wanted Thoma to stay- you craved that physical contact. You weren't even tired. You were way too hot. And you were kinda horny . . .

You suddenly got a great idea. You began to giggle as you threw off your duvet and stripped all your clothes off. You got yourself a little bit tangled, but you managed it. Shoes, bra, panties . . . Everything went off. You sat up on the bed with your legs wide open and the biggest grin on your face.

Thoma was going to get such a surprise . . . You giggled more. He was in for a treat. You couldn't wait.

He returned a few minutes later, carrying a tray with a bowl of food and a pint glass and jug, both filled to the brim with water.

"Okay m'love, I- WHAT?!" He screamed and whipped around, nearly crashing into the door behind him. You burst into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Hiiiiiiii!"

Thoma had placed the tray on the nearest surface to avoid dropping it. His hand was clasped over his mouth. His eyes were squeezed shut. His face was the reddest you had ever seen, and you were absolutely living for it.

"G'wan baby! Let's have some fun!"

Thoma was leaning on the table. He was actually trembling. He looked so shocked and flustered . . . it was so hilarious and adorable.

"What are you doing?" He tried not to snap as he rushed over to you. "Put your clothes on!"

"But I'm hooooot." You tugged at his shirt as he frantically searched for some clothes.

"C'mon . . . Let's gooooo . . ."

Thoma stopped and flashed you a serious look.

"No. Not tonight."

"Whyyyyyyy?"

"Because you're way too drunk. You're not thinking straight. I couldn't."

"Awww." You tried making grabs for his thigh and crotch, but he kept swatting your hand away. "You're meeeeeean . . ."

Thoma sighed and pulled out an oversized white T-shirt. "Come on. Put this on."

"But I wanna FUCK!"

"NO-!" Thoma squeaked, reeling over. He buried his face in the shirt, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself.

"No, Y/N . . ." he eventually said in a softer voice. He reached down to caress your cheek. "I couldn't do that to you. Not while you're like this. It wouldn't be fair on you."

"It's not fair now!"

Thoma's facial expression hardened a little. "Y/N, I am saying no." It then relaxed into a softer smile. "We can do it another time . . . when you're sober, okay?" With that, he knelt down beside you, raising the shirt. "Now put this on."

He ended up putting the shirt on for you. Even if you didn't resist, you could barely lift your arms. He smiled at you and gave you a playful kiss when your head popped through.

"I love you." He kissed you again. You dropped your head on the pillow with a huff. He tossed you back your panties for you to (reluctantly) fumble back on yourself as he went over to pick his tray back up. As he brought it over to the bedside table, a savoury smell made you realize how hungry you were.

Thoma chuckled as your droopy eyes tried to lock onto the bowl. It was filled with what looked like some delicious dumplings. He pulled the duvet over your waist and climbed over you, bowl in one hand, a pair of chopsticks in the other. He placed the warm bowl on your lap and slid his arm around your shoulders.

You could barely move so Thoma fed you the dumplings. Every time he fed you one, you let out a big "ahhhh" getting a little chuckle out of him. He slid his hand up and down your arm. You snuggled up to his chest, melting into his body. Every now and then, you would reach up for a little "boop!" on his nose (missing every time). And then you "yoinked!" off his headband.

"Heeeeey," said Thoma, though his goofy smile suggested he didn't really mind that much.

"You're so cute . . ." Your eyes were getting heavy. You were slowly becoming aware of how dizzy you felt. Your body sank even more into your boyfriend's.

"Are you tired?" he asked.

You moaned, feeling around for one of his hands. You couldn't get enough of his touch. It was the only thing keeping you grounded.

"Everythin's spinnin' . . ."

"Is it?" Thoma immediately reached over for the pint of water. You grabbed onto his jacket, burying your head into his chest. The spinning wan't fun anymore. It was starting to get kind of scary.

"My head hurts."

"I know, m'love. Drink this. It'll make you feel better."

Thoma raised the glass to your lips, prompting you to take a sip. As soon as the cool water washed down your throat, you realized how thirsty you had been. You immediately gulped down another mouthful and another, finishing the drink in seconds. The chill of it made your head sting even more.

"Oww . . ." You shivered, scrunching up your eyes.

"Awww, I know . . ." Thoma took your face in both hands and lowered you into a laying position on the bed. He scattered feather light kisses over your forehead and temple as he placed the duvet over your shoulders.

"Get some sleep, m'love . . ." He stroked your cheek and gave you one last kiss before rising from the bed.

"Thomaaaaa . . ."

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."

You could hear him walking around the bedroom. You thought you heard the soft thud of him removing some of his clothes. You wished you could sneak a peek. But you could barely move. And everything was so blurry. Your head was aching and spinning so much . . .

"Thoma!" you whined.

"Alright, I'm coming."

The room suddenly went dark. You heard Thoma's footsteps approaching you. You sensed his warmth drawing in as he climbed into bed with you, wearing a dark red T-shirt and grey sweatpants. You immediately shuffled over to him. He happily took you in his arms and pulled your body into his.

"There we go . . ." he whispered. "I'm here . . ." He scattered more kisses over your face and rubbed his cheek off the top of your head. "Now . . . let's cuddle here until we fall asleep, hmm?"

You snuggled up to his warmth, clinging onto his shirt, playing around with his silky hair. He rubbed soothing circles along your back with one hand. He ran his fingers through your hair with the other.

"That feels nice," you mumbled, nuzzling up to his chest. You kissed the bare skin on his neck.

"Can we stay here forever?"

He let out a soft chuckle. "We can stay here as long as you like, m'love."

"I love you . . ." You couldn't tell him enough.

"Awww." Thoma beamed and kissed the top of your head. "I love you too . . . I really do love you too . . ."

"I'm tired . . ."

"I know you are . . . Try and go to sleep, m'love . . . shhhh . . ."

You didn't want to fall asleep. You wanted to stay here cocooned in your boyfriend's arms forever. But you couldn't stop your eyes from drooping. You found yourself dozing off to Thoma's soft shushes and gentle strokes all over your body . . .

You just had enough energy to get out one final slurred "iloveyou . . ." And then you blacked out, safe in Thoma's warm and loving embrace.

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