Description: Imagine that Karl Heisenberg invited you to his house to have a drink and have a good time together. You could not refuse him, because he does not seem to you such a bad person, as Lady Dimitrescu says about him. And now you are reaping the fruits of your indiscretion because you are so drunk you can barely stand, and you will have to somehow get back to the castle of your beautiful vampire lady.
Pairing: Lady Dimitrescu x reader
Word count: :)
You entered the Dimitrescu Castle, slowly closing the massive oak door behind you. You did not even know how you managed to do it, because you could barely stand.
"The last shot of tequila was obviously unnecessary."
You chuckled, struggling to climb the stairs to get to the main hall, and from there to walk to your and Alcina's shared chambers, but your legs did not obey you at all. After a couple of unsuccessful attempts to climb at least one-third of the stairs, you sat down right on the steps and stretched your legs out, leaning your head against the railing. The coolness of the marble was somewhat refreshing, but it was impossible to banish the alcoholic haze. You were so drunk you couldn't even walk. There was no question of a coherent expression of thoughts. You prayed to all the gods that they would keep you from meeting Alcina at this moment. Lady Dimitrescu would not be pleased to see her lover in such a state. You were completely drunk. You felt really bad besides. And not only because you were ashamed and embarrassed about your condition, but also because you still thought it was kinda funny.
"God dammit Heisenberg! How could I ever accept his invitation?!" you asked yourself, still in the clouds, as a very silly smile bloomed on your face. "Oh I know... Sometimes he can be really... Ugh... Convincing."
Suddenly, you heard a noise that usually would make you truly happy, but not in this case. They were her heels, the sound of which seemed to resound throughout the castle. You shuddered. You tried to get up, but couldn't make a move. Then you tried to crawl away, so as not to be seen by the mistress of the castle, but your legs would not obey you. With a howl of frustration, you slumped against the stair railing, as if that would make you invisible to anyone else. Of course, it didn't work. When the sound of Alcina's heels was very close, you squeezed your eyes shut with all your might. However, the moment the footsteps in your direction stopped, you dared to open one eye and immediately gave a startled cry, instantly covering your mouth with your left hand. Lady Dimitrescu was standing right over you, looking far from happy.
"Y/N? What are you doing here?" the tall vampire lady said, looking at you excitedly. "Ah, my little dove, what happened to you?"
"Nothing... Ugh... Really... I'm fine..."
It was difficult for you to express your thoughts coherently. The words were confused in your head. Your mind was filled with recently drunk alcohol.
"May I ask, draga mea, are you drunk?" it wasn't a question, but rather a statement. The lady pursed her lips in displeasure, and although her eyes were filled with visible disappointment, they also expressed extreme concern for your condition.
"No, I'm not!" you started to protest. "I would never go outside the castle and drink tequila with Heisenberg without your permission!"
"What?! Tequila?!! HEISENBERG?!!!" Alcina frowned, clenching her fists and showing her teeth. "Well, now I see..."
"No no no!" you tried to calm Alcina down. "I'm completely fine! Really. You don't have to worry, my love!"
Somehow, you managed to get up a little and grab the vampire's arm, drawing her attention to you.
"Please, Alci... Heisenberg's done nothing wrong."
"I'll decide for myself what he has done wrong or good," Alcina looked at you sternly, but without the previous irritation. You looked at her with the most innocent and pure eyes you could muster. After a few moments, the vampire's face relaxed a little. She even managed a small smile.
"This Alcina I like more than the one who was going to tear poor Heisenberg to pieces." you nervously chuckled, gently stroking the tall lady's hand.
"Don't be ridiculous, my little flower, Karl isn't a good man at all," with her free hand, Alcina ran her fingers through your hair.
"But he doesn't deserve to be slammed into a wall only because of his will to be friends with me," you replied as seriously as you could in such a drunken state of yours.
"He's the last person you should be friends with," Lady Dimitrescu frowned slightly, but quickly regained her calm and relaxed expression. "Either way, this conversation can wait until tomorrow. We'll go to bed now."
And without further ado, she took you in her arms, despite your feeble protests, and carried you up the stairs, straight through the main hall to your shared chambers.
"Why are you so worried about me? I'm just an ordinary person. And completely unremarkable. And you are a gorgeous, beautiful woman with incredible curves..." you said it, obviously without fully realizing what you were saying. Now Alcina will have another reason to tease you later, but that's not so important right now.
"I thought it was obvious. Well, I've grown fond of you, my little one." Lady Dimitrescu put you on the bed and sat down next to you. You rested your head on her thigh, looking into the tall lady's golden eyes, in which you saw nothing but boundless tenderness and warmth.
"I love you, Alcina," you told her, slurring your words and smiling stupidly, and received an equally sincere smile in return.
Lady Dimitrescu responded by gently running her hand over your cheek, then leaning down slightly and kissing your forehead.