Resting your eyes, your head lolled to the side, hanging off your shoulder. You were half-awake at this point, the sound you could hear with the car driving along the street. The night was silent since it was quite late, and Suna didn't speak a word to you. He let you rest until the both of you made it back home.

Quickly glancing at you from time to time, he smiled to himself and held your hand as you slept like a baby. The hangover you were gonna have tomorrow morning was something he had to prepare himself for. You getting crossfaded wasn't something he ever thought you would do.

He didn't mind drinking, but he hated smoking. He never really seen the joy of it. It always bothered him for some reason. So, when he saw you smoking at the party he was a bit mad, but once he knew why you did it, he mentally cursed at himself for making you feel that way.

He carefully pulled into the driveway, not wanting to wake you up with a sudden turn. "Baby." Suna lightly spoke, gently shaking your sleeping body. He turned the car off, taking the key out of the ignition and placing it in his pocket. Reaching over, he unbuckled your seatbelt, letting it retract. "Hey." He whispered, gently shaking you again.

You groaned, managing to pry open one of your eyes. Suna was holding your hand, the car turned off and you were parked in his driveway. "We're home." He kissed your cheek before stepping out of the car and walking over to your side. He opened the door, helping you outside and making sure you didn't stumble over your own two feet.

"I'm tired." You stared the obvious, lazily standing against Suna while he opened the door. He let out a breathy chuckle, pushing the door open and shutting it behind the both of you. "Let me see your shoes." He motioned for you to lift your foot, kneeling down and taking off both of your heels, and leaving them at the front door along with his shoes.

A yawn escaped your lips while he dragged you to the bedroom, holding you close to him before sitting you down on the bed. Barely able to hold yourself up, you fell over, your head falling right onto the pillow. Suna smiled at you, taking out some of his clothes for you to wear for tonight. "Hey," he walked over to you, "I'm gonna take your dress off so you can wear these, okay?" He held up the baggy shirt and random pair of joggers he had.

Nodding at him, he slips the straps of your blue dress over your shoulders and down your arms, carefully standing you up and pulling it down until it hit the floor. "Here." He grunted, pulling the shirt over your head and pulling your arms through the sleeves. "Rin." You slurred, barely able to keep your eyes open. "Yes?"

"I'm tired." You stared at him with half-lidded eyes. "I know that." He laughed at you, grabbing the joggers off the bed. You sat down as he pulled them over your legs until they fit comfortably around your waist. He picked your dress up from the floor, neatly folding it and placing it on the other side of the room.

Suna himself, took off his shirt, throwing it to the floor before undoing the button of his pants and taking them off. He searched his drawer for another pair of joggers to sleep in only to realize that he gave you his last pair. He forgot to do laundry this week. He shrugged and closed the drawer. It's like you haven't seen it before, plus he's in his own house.

He remembered that you forgot to take some of your stuff with you as you mostly took clothes when you left. He thought he saw your makeup removers in the bathroom last time and seeing that you had some makeup on, he decided to go get them. He wasn't really too sure how many wipes he was supposed to use. And he didn't know how much he should wipe, but he just grabbed two and called it a day.

"Y/n, sit up a little bit." He spoke, crawling onto the bed. Without question, you did what he said. You were too tired to question what he was doing but closed your eyes in hopes to fall asleep. Suna dragged the wipe across your face gently, taking off the makeup you had on. Then, he went over your eyelids. Multiple times. It seemed like the mascara you wore was never-ending.

A couple of minutes passed before all the makeup you had was gone, or at least most of it was gone. Suna threw the wipes into the trash, turning off the light too. He was tired also and he could tell that you had already fallen back asleep while he was taking off your makeup. Crawling into bed beside you, he got under the covers and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body closer.

Subconsciously, you reached your hand out, hugging him while you slept. Suna smiled as your head rested on his chest. He could hear your small little snores and breathing while his chin rested on top of your head. "I love you, beautiful." He whispered, gently rubbing your back. He was having his own moment. Thinking about the past week between you two, his heart was happy that you two were able to work things out. If you didn't, he doesn't know what he would've truly done.

"I'm sorry for fucking up. I know I'm talking to myself right now, but I still feel the need to apologize to you. You're important to me." He sighed, finally closing his own eyes, his heart steadily beating in his chest while he hugged you. Your head snuggled into his chest more, getting even more comfortable than what you already were. He felt warm. He felt like home.