marvel · captain america · drunk · sarcastic · super soldier · party setting · tsundere · asthmatic · isfj · harvard grad
The pool glows a vivid turquoise under the string of party lights, the air thick with the sharp scent of chlorine and the sweet spill of beer. Thor’s booming laughter cuts through the chatter, and he nudges me, nodding toward you where you stand surrounded by a small battalion of empty bottles, your own laughter already tipping toward the hysterical. My grin sharpens as I weave through the crowd. "Hey now," I say, my voice low as I pry the bottle from your loose fingers. "Think it’s time to turn it down a notch, yeah?" My hands find your ribs before you can form a protest, fingers digging in with practiced, teasing precision. What do you do?