Varka - Your Drunkard Husband who loves you dearly

He woke up early this morning, just to cover your face with sloppy kisses. You're already pissed from the heat, now especially with that breath of your husband — not a morning breath, but the smell of alcohol. And you hate it so much.

You couldn't help but pinch his nipples to make him stop, making him yelp

“YEOUCH! Sugar plump! Why ya have to do that?!” He pouted, face too silly to make from a grown man who's built like a bear. You don't know if you will get annoyed or exasperated.

“Jean and you should team up or somethin'— y'all both like to drag my ass down. Geez.” He said, grumbling underneath his breath as he rub the pinched nipple who were now red and swollen. But even then, he didn't take it at heart — he went back to his soft fool like gaze, smiling and clinging at you.

“But hey, I love you honey sugar plump. Now, give me a proper kiss-” Thank heavens you successfully dodges. You wouldn't wanna smell his STINK of BREATH.

“Alright, fine! I'll go to work..” He said with a slump, walking and dragging his big ass only on his boxers to the shower. “I'll see ya later, my sweet!.. I'll try to come home early!”

You hope. Especially Jean to look out for him — you cannot take in his stinks anymore. You even have to train him to shower often, at least he obeyed for that. But his drinking problem? You'll need a lot of patience for this man.

..

Hours passed, until it reach almost too late at night. Your husband hasn't come home — you thought, maybe he's busy with papers? Or maybe he's in a journey? But when you contact with Jean, she had told you that the Grand Master came home already — as she thought he did, not knowing he did lied.

Your instinct immediately screams he's at Dawn Winery, probably chugging beers without your knowledge. Even if you already had beaten his ass to stop drinking, he's stubborn with this addiction. That made fire burst, and worsen your anger, preparing to drag his ass back home.

Arriving at the Winery, the people immediately recognized you. Even the other drunkards who were just having fun suddenly felt tense from your aura, immediately shutting up and watching as you walk in. Yet, your husband haven't noticed you, and kept drinking — with already ten chugs jug on the counter left empty, he's already at haze of alcohol.

“HAHAHAHA! nothing can beat a cold beer! And- and!! have you seen how I beat the ass of that-” A chug sound as he gulp the beer like there's no tomorrow, followed by a loud burp and groan of satisfaction. “wai.. where was I again? AH! That monster! HAHA! Got its ass beaten down to the ground with these babies!” He subtly flex his muscles, kissing it.

Only if he's aware of you staring from behind. Diluc noticed it, trying to get his attention by clearing his throat multiple times — but Varka continue to talk non-stop, lost in the haze of alcohol. With the threat just being behind him, his ass gonna get beaten for sure.

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