You scanned his casual outfit, a long sleeved dark blue button up shirt tucked into his black pants. A few of his buttons were undone and it showed off the top part of his "X" tattoo.

Perfect~

"Maybe if you took a picture, it would last longer." Drake hummed as he hovered his face over yours.

You knew his eyes had wandered over your figure too, after all, he had soft pink dusted across his cheeks.

"I could say the same thing to you." You chuckled lightly as you playfully punched his chest.

He rubbed the back of his nape as he took a seat next to you. "You look beautiful." He averted his eyes from your figure as he rested his arms on the table.

You leaned forwards a bit, a teasing aura surrounding you. "So I've heard."

"Well it's the truth!" He protested as he met your eyes with a snap. 

He looked like a little kid and you wanted to devour him because he was being such a cute little munchkin.

Or have him devour me.

"You're so cute!" You squealed a bit before hugging his arm, unknowingly pressing your chest against his biceps. "I'm not cute." He murmured as he covered his face with the other hand.

"Oi! (F/n)! Drake! We're having a drinking contest! Wanna participate? Shishishi!" 

Luffy, as much as I love you baby boi, I need you to get lost right now.

You met Luffy's eyes with a glare, the boy not noticing it, he grabbed yours and Drake's hands before dashing over to a group of people surrounding the table with all sorts of alcoholic drinks across it.

"This will be interesting." Drake murmured.

"Will you be taking part too?" Bartholomeo pointed at the two of you. "Of course! I'm no lightweight and I'm gonna kick your asses!" You smirked, Bartholomeo mimicked your expression. "Feisty! I like this woman!" He said before howling in laughter

As you moved to sit down next to Bartholomeo, you dragged Drake with you too.

The large table was surrounded by almost everyone that you saw in the bar, but the people competing we're almost all your friends besides Robin and Vivi.

Some has to stay sober to drive home of course.

There was Kid, Bartholomeo as said before, Nami, Perona, Bonney, Koala, the brothers with the exception of Luffy, and of course, Shanks.

Pretty sure Mihawk isn't drinking because he's responsible for Shanks.

"The rules states that there are no rules!" Nami started. "Shakki will be keeping tabs on each drink that's consumed by the person."

"The person to get through all the drinks without vomiting, blacking out or getting completely drunk, WINS!" Nami further explained.

Everyone let out a cheer of excitement as they pumped their fists in the air, besides Drake of course.

"First up! Whiskey!" Shakki said as she served a round of whiskey to the participants which they downed with finesse.

You kept your eyes on Drake and while the rest of your friends quickly drank it, Drake took his time with elegance.

Damn that's hot!

The first one to quit the game was Perona. She blacked out face first on to the table, Koala following right after. They passed out after their fifth alcoholic drink.

"Pshh lightweights!" Kid grumbled before downing his share of 6 tequila shots, the sixth set by Shakki.

You were on your 3rd shot of your tequila when you heard a loud 'bam!' sound. Both you and Drake raised your eyes to see that Bonney, who was sitting next to Ace, fell backwards off of her chair as her eyes spun in dizziness.

Ouch! She's gonna feel that in the morning.

"The- the room's spi-spinnin!" She murmured loudly as Ace helped her off the floor. "I think I'll quit too, she seems to be in a pretty bad shape." Ace said as Bonney hung on to his neck to prop herself up.

"Don't break her on the way to her house, Ace! You could always do it on her bed-yoi!" Marco snickered as he finished his last tequila shot.

"SHUDDAP YOU PINEAPPLE HEAD!" Ace shouted before he lead Bonney out of the bar and helped her into his car.

You felt a bit woozy when you finished your 6th shot but you weren't giving up yet. A determined look took over your face as Thatch called quits before heading to the restroom, load hurling sounds following after.

"You okay?" Drake asked you as he brushed off some hair off of your face.  He showed no signs of being drunk what so ever.

How????

"Woah! You out drank Thatch!" Sabo said as he helped Koala up. He seemed a little drunk too, considering the alcoholic blush dusted across his cheeks.

By now you and Nami were the only girls left. Bartholomeo called in quits the second his lips made contact with his 12th drink, following Thatch in to the restroom as well.

After your 12th drink, you felt the room spin faster than before, you leant on Drake's torso and snuggled against it.

"You're so hot, Draaaaake!" You blurted out, as you struggled to prop yourself up against him using your hands.

"(F/n)?" A worried expression formed on his face as he wrapped an arm around your waist and he held your chin with his thumb and index finger to move you face up to look at him.

Big mistake on his part.

Your half lidded hazy eyes looked at him through your lashes, your lips slightly parted and the strong blush went across your nose and filled your rosy cheeks.

He couldn't take his eyes off of your erotic face and his blush darkened to match yours.

"The couple of the night is having a moment you guys!" Nami exclaimed loudly, all eyes on the bar landing on the both of you.

"Shut the fuck up, Nami!" You snapped at her before standing up in your seat, the orange haired girl only letting out a naughty snicker at your expense. "Maybe I should take you home, (F/n)." Drake stood up with you and gently took your hand to let you know.

"Noooooo I wanna drink some more! I can still drink a whooooole lot moooooore!" You slurred out as you tried to reach for the tequila bottle in the middle of the table.

Kid boomed in laughter as he clutched his ribs and tried to catch his breath, which was impossible since he wasn't gonna stop laughing anytime soon. "You should listen to your boyfriend, little woman!" He said before cracking in laughter once again.

"Excuse me?!?" You halted and turned to Kid with a deathly expression on your face. "What the fuck did you call me?"

Your voice laced with poison, you tried to lunge towards him, but a strong pair of arms enveloped you before lifting you up and throwing you over the shoulder.

" I think you've had enough to drink, yes? I'll drop you home. Let's go." Drake calmly retorted as you tried kick, twist and turn.

"Lemmegolemmegolemmego!" You whined.

"We'll be going now, I'll make sure she reaches home safely, don't worry." He turned to Nami, the mikan lover only waving you off as he made his way out of the bar.

"THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU HEAR OF ME EUSTASS!" You screamed out before the door of the bar closed infront of you and behind Drake.

"Should I be worried?" Kid questioned Nami with his brow raised.

"Nah! He'll probably fuck her brains out tonight. I doubt she'll remember."