Like a cockroach, Always Survives

85. Elijah Mikaelson | Drunk

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imagine: you had a night out in the french quarter with your friends, at the end of the night they ditch you to go somewhere else and the only people in the quarter that you knew were the Mikaelsons. So you drunkenly walk to their house with half a bottle of booze and no sense of mind.

"klaus says I'm a big bad wolf" I drunkenly say waving my bottle in the air whilst standing in the water fountain of the Mikaelson courtyard, loud enough to wake everyone in the french quarter.

"GRRRR," I yell jumping in the water drinking out of the bottle, I am a plain old human dancing in the water fountain that belongs to thousand-year-old vampires who could obliterate me with one bite "ALL THE LADIES SCREAM AHHH" I scream and I hear someone wake up.

"Y/N" Rebekah yells from her room "Did I wake up miss beauty pageant whoops" my arms fly in the air spilling liquor all over the concrete, I step over and out of the fountain laying on the ground opposite of the spillage.

"help me I'm a damsel in distress" I stand up spinning around almost tripping over the little holes in the old concrete "NEEEKLAUS" Elijah yells from one side of the house to the other "WHAT BROTHER" Klaus walks out of his room angry with not only me but I presume his brother aswell.

"Get y/n out of here she's your friend" Rebekah yells "Angel come on" Klaus groans groggily "go to be hybrid" I wave him goodbye as he stands there in disappointment one hand on his hip, the other rubbing his eye.

I place the almost empty bottle of alcohol on the table near the fountain and start jumping around, dancing to the imaginary music in my head swaying my hips and moving my head.

The fake beat flowing through my brain imagining that I was at a rave, that I was back home.

My hair getting caught in my mouth just for it to be pulled away and place behind my air, I turn slowly to see Elijah standing there in nothing but plain old shorts. "I thought you slept in a tie" I say slowly picturing the words together in a sentence like a jigsaw.

I couldn't see much but what I could see was definitely a sight for sore eyes to say the least, I turn back to grab my bottle and fall. Bracing myself for the quick sort of painful fall I feel two arms and a bare torso wrap around me.

"you need to stop turning up to our house early in the morning drunk off your face" Elijah says sternly sitting me down "well you are vampires i'd assume that you don't sleep" I shrug going to grab the bottle but Elijah grabs it before I do shaking his head.

"we like to sleep, I think you should aswell y/n the nightwalkers still exist in this town" He says looking up at Klaus who walks off "well then I can't walk home nope" I shake my head standing up "I think you should be fine in my bed" .

Elijah helps me up dusting off my arms and hands "you're bed?" I smirk "don't get ideas angel I'm only doing this because we tolerate you not because we particularly care" he says in a cold tone picking my up walking up the stairs towards his bedroom, placing me gently in his already warm bed tucking me in slowly.

"elijah" I mumble quietly causing him to turn around whilst grabbing his towel "why haven't you and your siblings killed me" I ask, my mind may have been all over the place but my mind that straight when I thought about the Mikaelsons.

Somehow as intolerable as I was the Mikaelsons never killed me, sure Klaus had threatened it but he had never done so. That's what bugged me, how did a serial killer vampire family eat every human that disrespected me except for them.

"you're different" he said before clearing his throat and walking toward the shower, I've certainly been told that before.

Even in the drunken state that I am in right now, all I could think about was how every human around the Mikaelsons was nothing but a blood bag but somehow a 26-year-old me was able to get away with anything when I'm around them.

An hour passes and I finally close my eyes, I was a light sleeper so I heard everything around me. Them talking, them eating, them bickering and then them fighting which is what would usually happen when I stayed but they didnt.

Instead, they were talking in front of me, or well sleeping me. Talking about me, very well knowing I can hear them.

"what are we going to do with her, every vampire knows about her" it must've been morning because Klaus would never be in Elijah's room in the middle of the night "We can't let her roam the streets Nik we may aswell let her stay here" Rebekah? I think or maybe Freya.

"look we can talk about it somewhere else, I dont want her knowing what we know" Freya, right that's Freya but then their footsteps retract and the door closes, all of the siblings but one leaves. The one who owns the room.

He sits on the edge of his bed, or so I feel he must have been putting on his fancy shoes.

I stretch my arms out indicating to him that I was awake, sitting up my hand moved towards my forehead slowly trying to rub the headache away from early this morning as I look towards Elijah's back "good morning" he stood up slowly adjusting his blazer.

"you were drunk" he says casually.