Bloody and Bruised
***PLEASE NOTE: This is a series. You can find all parts linked below.***
Pairing: Lafayette x Reader
Requested?: Yes, it was!
Prompt: “Oh sorry I got so excited I didn’t think to read the tags.. I’m a ditz sometimes. Number
7 or 11 with Lafayette x reader then. Sorry! (11. I found you bloody and bruised in a strange alleyway, so far from home.)” (P.S. you’re not a ditz my friend)
Part One | Part Two
A/N: so I was given a sentence for a drabble and this happened, haha. I wasn’t too sure how I felt about it but @secretschuylersister convinced me to post this so enjoy!
You stepped out the back of the club for some fresh air. Being a bartender was hell when it was a Friday night and everyone in the city wanted to come to the “hottest club in the tri-state area”. You install a few blacklights and suddenly everyone is amazed that their white shirt glows in the dark. You rolled your eyes, pushing the loud, drunk customers to the back of your mind as you stretched. You froze when you heard a groan to your left. However, when you turned your head, nobody was there. You shrugged it off, leaning on the brick wall behind you when another groan came from the same direction.
“Help…me…” a voice croaked out.
You walked down the alley, pausing when you found a man laying in the middle of a pile of full trash bags.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?” You asked before you could think about it.
Of course he isn’t okay, in the dim lighting of the alley you could see blood, a lot of it, staining the white shirt the man wore. His body language screamed fatigue and his voice was shaky and weak.