The person in question didn't so much as want to check on you as much as she wanted to avoid walking. With a bit of effort, she managed to jump onto your hunched-over back. And it was then you guessed who it was from the feeling of two points pressing into the back of your head. 

Power: Hah! You can't even hold your drink as I can! Power is number one!

You were doing everything in your power not to vomit, cough, or fall over as the two of you were joined by the other patrons from inside. It seems they decided to call it a bit early as most of the people gathered could barely stand up let alone make it home.

Aki: Will you two stop acting like fools? It's giving me a headache.

Makima: I will go ahead and take these three home.

???: It was Makima's treat tonight so everyone is sure to thank her.

Kobeni: Drinks taste better when someone else foots the bill~

???: Yep!

Makima: Huh...? Where's Denji?

???: I'm pretty sure I saw him head off with Himeno on his back.

Makima: That's odd... Perhaps we should-

(Y/n): I think I'm gonna puke...

Power: Don't lose to your puke! Show your fighting spirit!

Makima: Hah~ I'm sure Denji will be fine. He's with Himeno after all. Let's start heading back you three.

With that, the party had officially ended. You, Aki, and Power now stumbled home being led by Makima with Denji missing in action. Thankfully in your drunken state, you had something to focus on rather than painting the sidewalk a gross color. Power clung to your back, weighing on you as you tried to walk forward though you had grown accustomed to her laziness a long time ago. Honestly, it was a bit of a relief to be able to focus on her rather than on your upset stomach and growing headache. You could feel her fingers digging into your shoulders and her legs wrapping around the sides of your stomach as your hands hooked around her thighs to keep her pushed up. The fiend had her face pressed into the back of your neck and her nose pressed softly into the flesh on the side of your neck. You weren't really sure how you felt about the knowledge she was smelling you in a drunken haze but it managed to give you another thing to think about as the three of you walked up the stairs to the apartment. Aki fumbled with the key in his pocket, pulling it free only for Makima to take hold of it and push it into the lock.

Makima: All three of you should get plenty of rest. Big things will be happening soon and we need to be at our best.

Aki: O-Of course Makima.

Makima sat by the door as the three of you filed in before setting the keys in Aki's palm and waving goodbye. And with that she was gone, her footsteps softly echoing outside the door and down the stairs before Aki closed the door and locked it.

Aki: Alright... you heard Makima. Get ready to sleep.

Power: That's no fun! I feel perfectly fine.

(Y/n): I'll do whatever just... yeah...

Your feet carried you forward as your body only grew warmer as Power rested on your back. Your mind blocked out Aki's words as you slipped around the couch and awkwardly shook off the fiend clinging to your back just to collapse into a seat yourself.

(Y/n): Why do humans do this to themselves... it's like my stomach hates me...

Power: Humans are stupid creatures. It only makes sense they would get enjoyment out of stupid things~

You glanced over and felt your eyes widen lightly as you watched Power peeling out of her jacket, leaving her in just a dress shirt, it clinging to her body as she seemed to have a light sheet of sweat on her skin from the drinks. Her face was almost the same color as the horns on her head as the cross' in her eye met your hazy (E/c) ones.

Power: That's why we are smart, (Y/n)!

(Y/n): Why's that?

Power: Denji is totally boring! Makima has him eating out of the palm of his hand and he totally accepts it. But you and I aren't entranced by her! 

(Y/n): You seem pretty scared whenever she is around though~ 

The fiend's face pulled into a pout as she pushed away from her seating position to lay on the couch, resting her legs in your lap as she kicked off her shoes.

Power: The Great Power is scared of no one! Plus you freeze up when she is around too!

(Y/n): I don't know... there is just something off about her. She seems to be... I don't know... obsessed with the face I smell like a human and devil.

Power: Well the devil part is the best part! Cause it means you're a fiend like me and I'm amazing! So in some way you're amazing too... just not as much as me!

A chuckle escaped your lips as you shifted in your seat to push the fiend's legs off your own.

(Y/n): Oh yeah? What's so great about being a fiend?

You asked the question for no particular reason though you were drunk and open to the conversation now that your stomach had settled. You took the chance to stand up to pull yourself out of your seat planning to head to sleep as soon as she was done.

Power: Well for one...

You didn't make it far as you strode past the laid-up devil as Power's hand shot out quickly and hooked into the space just above the knot of your tie, yanking you downward at an awkward angle that brought you to a kneel just next to her. The sudden stumble made your arms instinctively brace for impact and your hands managed to find the space on either side of Power's head, her finger still capturing your tie as your face were mere spaces apart.

Power: Fiends take what they want~

Power's face was flushed a bright red color and you were sure your face wasn't that much further behind. It was weird to see her in such a position but it felt even weirder to be excited by it yourself. Even before when Power had sat on your lap on this very couch it had been an awkward moment for you. Was this a side effect of those beers? Because it seemed like you were filled with courage and logic you would never have considered before.

(Y/n): Oh yeah? and what do you want, future prime minister~?

A smirk filled the fiend's face as she yanked your tie once more, pulling you in closer as your noses brushed past each other and you could feel the tingle of her alcohol-laden breath on your lips mingling with your own. 

Power: You~

And with that one of the strangest and yet greatest moments you probably wouldn't remember happened. Your lips clasped onto yours as she pulled your tie once more to secure the kiss. Power clearly wasn't lying when she said she was a fiend and not a human. All the books and shows you had seen had not prepared you for anything like this. Power seemed hungry and devouring, her teeth biting into your lower lip as her sharpened teeth drew blood here and there from small cuts, the action of which only seemed to further draw her into the kiss. The taste of alcohol and karaage met when your tongues clashed briefly. It felt incredibly human and yet nothing like it at the time. Like two creatures trying to play mimic. Two fiends that looked human trying to play human but in their own way. Though fiends and humans do share instincts on one thing in your research. Your hand lifted from the side of Power's head to caress along her chin before moving up to your tie, loosening it further before lowering to your first button to fumble at it for... reasons~ As your eyes slid closed with Power you could feel every muscle in your body relax. This indulgence was blissful and it made you wonder about the other types of bliss that could be had from simply being a fiend. though that story would have to wait for another time. Of course, it is as they say... all good things must come to an end.

Aki: Go to bed... you horny devils!

The other male in the apartment seemed to have been drawn to the living room and was equipped with a familiar bottle, though due to his own intoxication and his brain wanting to sleep, he pulled his arm back and launched the spray bottle filled with water across the room. It connected with your temple and yanked you from the kiss in surprise, letting you fall back away from Power. The fiend on the couch also popped up with an angry look on her even more red face.

Power: Oi!

Power took the chance to check and see if you were ok though couldn't help but let out a sigh as she noticed you fully asleep on the floor next to the couch. The bottle either knocked you out or was the final catalyst for your exhausted body's chances to sleep. Power flipped onto her stomach and let her head rest against the arm of the couch, her own body growing weary as she watched your cat Aspa crawl onto your chest with a mewl. The small furball took the time to let out a yawn of his own before finally curling up on your chest, Nyako not far behind as the plump cat curled up by your face. The fiend let a small smile cross her face as her hand stretched out, her fingers brushing against your chest before moving to rest on Nyako. The soft sensation mixed with her drunken state seemed to finally win out as she too fell asleep. Would you remember this night? Probably not. The kiss? Perhaps. Though you would probably be confused by the light cuts in the morning...