The Vikings || Vikings x Fem!Reader

4. Y/N dating Hvitserk?

Recap of chapter 3, The Nicest Brother:

Y/N was making dinner in Siguard's house. He always wanted another dinner that the rest of the brothers so Y/N was kind enough to make it for him (which I actually didn't include in the chapter). Siguard entered his clean house to the nice smell of the food being cooked, but he then told Y/N to take a nap so he would instead continue cooking his dinner. Y/N got a small kiss from him, and then after a small nap, Ivar and Hvitserk stormed into Siguard's house and told him about what Ivar and Y/N had done and how she is a slut and a slave, but Siguard just kept defending Y/N.
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They all were eating dinner, and of course, Y/N was the servant. She stood on the short side next to Siguard, waiting for everyone to come in and start eating dinner. Ubbe sat next to Hvitserk, and Ivar sat next to Ubbe on the short side of the table. Meanwhile, their mother sat in between Ivar and Siguard.

Everyone had finally sat down and began eating. They all were talking about training and stuff until you felt a hand around your left wrist, and before you know it, Hvitserk had pulled you closer to him and held you tightly against him. His arm wrapped around your waist silenced everybody.

They started. "Finally found someone?" Ubbe said as he looked to the side towards his younger brother.

He chewed out his food before speaking. "Maybe. You wouldn't understand if I found someone or not."

Their mother, Aslaug, looked at me and smiled softly. She was also one of those who actually didn't treat me like the slave I am supposed to be. Siguard has always been nice, and so has his mother, Ubbe was the one who kidnapped me, Ivar and Hvitserk fight over me all of the time.

I found out that Ivar is as old as me. He is 17. Then we have Siguard, 19. Hvitserk is 20, only a few months older than Siguard and Ubbe, he is 21.

I never really liked Ubbe that much, but he's cool. Björn is only their half-brother, and I've never really met him, so I have no idea how old he is. Maybe I'll find that out later on if they ever decide to speak about him, I don't even know if he's alive.. Maybe he is, I don't know.

I could see Ivar's eyes throw daggers at Hvitserk. Seeing how upset he gets made me feel butterflies in their cocoons trying to break free.

"Y/N, can you fill my cup again?" I then heard Ivar say, his older brother still holding onto me tightly sighed out loud as he let me go.

I walked around the table to refill his cup, smiling softly at him. He gave me a devilish smirk, and it made me slightly blush.

I walked back to stand on the other short end of the table, right across from Ivar. My back facing the door, Siguard pulled me in closer to whisper something in my ear.

"Don't think much about their behavior, Ivar and Hvitserk argue a lot, and Ubbe seems to want the best for his two little brothers, including me, so three." The then pulled away from my ear, and I nodded, and after a while, everyone finished eating, and all of the guys left.

Before Hvitserk stood up and left, he decided to hardly slap your ass. You slightly jumped, then groaned loudly.

"Ouch, hey. That hurt!" You scolded him, and he chuckled darkly, rolling his eyes.

"Better get used to it, sweetheart." He winked before walking out of the door.

Aslaug had stayed and slowly started speaking, I turned to look at her, and she was holding the used plates.

"He can be annoying sometimes, am I right?" She chuckled softly before starting to walk with the plates slowly.

"Yeah, but hey. It's my job to take care of the dishes, put them down and I'll take them." She looked at me with a surprised look. The rest of the slaves they've had before would act lazy to do less, but Y/N isn't like that.

"Nonsense, I can help you out. Besides, dinner tasted amazing. It's the least I can do for you now that you've cleaned and cooked for us all." I smiled at her and shook my head.

"No, really. Don't worry, I'll do it." She sighed deeply before taking them away anyway.

"No, you should grab something to eat yourself. You must be starving by now, I can make you something to eat. Just because you are a slave doesn't mean -" I cut her off before finishing her sentence.

"Aslaug, don't worry about it. I'm fine and it's my job anyway, I am here to clean and cook, not to have you take away the dishes or make me food."

I nodded at her and smiled gently, I started taking away the rest of the dishes from off of the table, and then it was time to wipe it off then go back to cleaning elsewhere.