frenchman's bar

“Hi, can I have a 174 and 258 with Lafayette? Please and thank you~!” 174. “I’m up to the challenge.” and 258. “Shit, are you bleeding?!”

At least four times a week, Lafayette came to this bar with his three friends. At least four times a week, Lafayette flirted with the beautiful barmaid. Unfortunately, at least four times a week, Lafayette got drunk of his ass with his friends. Which, did not help him flirt with the beautiful barmaid.

Tonight though, as our dear Frenchman lies on bar floor, covered in glass and booze, he realized something. His friends are all assholes.  


“Hey there she is Laf!” John nudged him, nodding in her direction.

“Well. She does work here John,” Hercules replied, taking a swig of beer.

“Silencieux! La voilà,” Lafayette hissed, watching you walk over.

“Hello boys, how’re you doing this fine evening? Need another round yet? You asked with a small grin.

“Better now that you’re here, belle femme,” Lafayette said smoothly, ignoring Alexander’s scoff.

You blushed, “Well aren’t you sweet, so is that a no on the drinks? I’ll be back, later,” you chirped, walking away.

“Well, that’s never going to happen,” Alexander laughed as soon as you were out of earshot.

“What do you mean? Did you see the way she looked at him?” John replied before emptying his beer. “Damn, should’ve asked for another,” He sighed.

“Now you’re making something out of nothing too? Well, once you two get your minds out of imagination land, you can join me and Alexander in the real world,” Hercules sighed.

“You’re all being ridiculous,” Lafayette sighed.

“I bet she’ll be begging to write him by the end of the night!” John announced.

“Oh that’s rich!” Alexander shouted while Hercules scoffed.

“I’m up to the challenge.” Lafayette smirked, waving you over.

“You boys need another round? I’ll be right back,” You smiled, walking away.

“This is a terrible idea,” Hercules grumbled.

After about five more rounds of beer, you were almost ready to kick all four of them out. They had broken several glasses, a chair, and they drove have the people who were here out.

“Bonjour, Y/N! Could you come here for one second?” You groaned quietly before making your way to their table for what seemed like the millionth time that night.

“Do you need something,” You said through gritted teeth.

“I need you to be my wife, Y/N” Lafayette slurred, grabbing your hand.

“Hah, right,” You muttered, walking back to the bar, ignoring the shouts of the men behind you.

“Mon amour, wait!” Lafayette called, following you to the bar.

You walked behind the bar, glancing up at him on the other side. “Yes, Lafayette?”

“Je t’aime,” he muttered, looking into your eyes.

“I- Excuse me?” You asked, shocked.

“I love you,” He muttered again, hopping up onto the bar. He grabbed your face and leaned in to kiss you.

Then he slipped. He fell of the bar and crashed into a crate of beer, knocking it over.

That’s when Lafayette decided all his friends are assholes.

“Shit, are you bleeding?!” You yelled, kneeling next to Lafayette, grabbing his hand.

“This was a bad idea,” Lafayette groaned, sitting up with your help.

“You know, if you really wanted to court me, you could’ve just asked,” You muttered, picking glass out of his arm.

“I- Really?!” He stuttered, hissing every time you picked another piece of glass out of his arm.

You cleared your throat, “Yes, really. For your information, I find you quite charming. Not based on tonight of course but,” You shrugged, pulling more glass out.

Lafayette pulled your hand away from his arm, “Write me?” He asked.

You laughed, “Of course I’ll write you! But I should probably get you off the floor before you get even more glass in you.”

Really really early update today. I won’t have time to write today so I spent all night writing this, I hope you enjoy! x