vodka

Louis had found Harry when he was just seventeen. That was now almost two years ago.

“You try for eloquence when your hot as fuck boyfriend trots on in and doesn’t feel the need to warn you about his new accessory,” Alex argues, pulling their bodies back flush. “Like … oh my god, baby, I can’t deal with you. What the fuck. You look obscene. Did it hurt?” “It stung a bit,” Henry admitted, watching in amusement as Alex’s eyebrows knit together in concern. “Baby,” Alex clucks his tongue and gently guides Henry’s face down to his lips. Henry flushes as he kisses the curve of his ear, his earlobe and then his cheek with an exaggerated smack of his lips. --------- OR after a drunken night with Pez, Henry gets his ear repierced. Alex has a lot of feelings about it.

An 'underage' Chekov decides to go get drunk while the others party it up. Things happen with too much vodka--some biting, and not the good kind.

"You left our two underage companions with half a cup of strong vodka?" Ignis felt faint. "They're not dumb enough to drink it. Well, maybe Noct, but Prompto won't. He's a goody two shoes." Gladio went ahead and ordered himself another drink. "He will if Noctis tells him to. You know how he can get Prompto to do whatever he wants. Remember the frosting incident?"