Imagines For Me & You

Silence: Elijah Mikaelson - TVD (Request)

Elijah Mikaelson x partner!reader, romantic

Elijah is upset with you for drinking so much and the two of you fight.

Request from Alexiia_01.

TW/CW: Drinking, controlling partner, fear, might be something else I've forgotten.

Word count: 2.4+ K

Completely unedited.

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Swaying to the music and feeling the hot bodies around you, you smiled. The Mystic Grille back home was great and all, but places like this, places no one cares about who you are and you can let loose, are the absolute best. Though that may be the alcohol talking.

You had five, maybe six, shots. Plus, of course, a fuck ton of beers prior to said shots.

Despite Elijah's warning, one you didn't really care to listen to, you had gone out.

Kol, of course, came along for the ride. After all, if his brothers wouldn't let him have any real fun, then he'd tag along with you and find some trouble of his own.

A pair of hands rested on your sides.

The contact of someone you knew wasn't your partner caused you to turn around in fear.

Kol stood there, smirking.

"Don't worry, it's just me, love," he said, shouting over the music.

Realizing it was him, you relaxed and smiled.

"I wanna do more shots," you said, bouncing around.

Kol laughed. "You keep this up, I might not be able to get you home without Elijah knowing."

"Shots, Kol, shots," you said, dragging him to the bar. "We are doing them."

Kol allowed you to pull him along, smiling. "God, Elijah is going to kill me in the morning."

"What?" You asked, not hearing him.

The bartender smiled politely at someone and handed them a martini.

The bright lights of the club's neon lined bar reflected off Kol's pale skin, making you giggle slightly.

The bartender smiled, placing their hands on the edge of the bar.

"What can I do for you?" They asked.

"Shots!" You shouted, continuing to bounce.

Kol nodded, giving the bartender a polite smile.

"Water them down a bit, will ya?" He asked, leaning over the bar slightly.

The bartender looked at you then back at him before nodding.

"Gotcha," they said.

•

Kol, with one arm wrapped around your waist and the other holding your arm over his shoulder, made his way to the front door of your place.

"Come on," Kol said. "We're almost there."

You laughed.

"Almost pear," you said, still laughing.

Kol smiled a little, shaking his head.

As the two of you reached the door, Kol tried to grab your keys from your pocket but failed. You moved away from him, giggling.

"Y/N," he said. "Let me get the keys."

He tried getting them again but you moved away, landing against the wall and falling, all while giggling.