Rebekah Mikaelson Imagines

The hungover girlfriend

You slumped on to Rebekah's bed. The party was over and you'd never been more happy to lay on the plush bed. "I told you not to drink so much." Rebekah hummed as she strolled into the room.

"What was I supposed to do let Damon win?" You asked as your head span, thinking about the drinking game you'd takken up with him while Rebekah milled around the party.

"Well if we were allowed to be open and honest I could have convinced you not to challenge a vampire to a drink off." She huffed.

You groaned as you kicked off your shoes and crawled up under the blanket and face planted into the pillow. "I know I'm just not ready yet." You said quietly.

Rebekah hummed and nodded, she understood, she'd lived through enough over the years to understand.

"I know. That's fine... Would you please rest? Contrary to popular belief Mikaelsons do have feelings and if you die you'll hurt it." She huffed and tucked you up as she went to wash up and get into bed.

"You only have one feeling?" You slurred and she smirked at you as she cuddled up.

"Well I am a Mikaelson. It's reserved just for you." She tapped the tip of your nose and kissed you before snuggling down to sleep.

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You woke up and groaned, clutching your head, wanting the throbbing to stop and the room to stop spinning.

"Your friends are very persistent." Rebekah complained as she held out your phone.

"Damon. Did you have to ring the phone so loud?" You whispered down the phone.

"Get to the house." Was all he said before hanging up. Rebekah watched you sluggishly move around and get dressed, swearing softly under your breath and at one point she distinctly heard you declare war against the sun.

"I hate to say I told you so." She teased, appearing beside you with a glass of water and an aspirin, fully dressed and looking as if she'd never slept in her life.

The two of you made your way to the boarding house and strolled in, a few muttered words were tossed at Rebekah but your mood soon ceased the fire. "Well what have you guys done now?" You sighed as you sat down.

"We need help finding Elena." Bonnie muttered, glancing at you as you leant against Rebekah who didn't even complain at the contact which made the witch raise her eyebrows.

"Ok well can you guys like turn off the sunshine or something?" You croaked and Caroline shut the curtains, offering you a seat.

"We need to use you in a spell." Bonnie admitted. You groaned loudly in objection.

"Absolutely not!" Rebekah snapped and glared at everyone who all exchanged an awkward look.

"Ok look. I'm dating Rebekah and she is so right. I should be following her advice and not be a magic blood bank." You said with your head pressed on the cool table. "Also. I'm a Lesbian, who is dating a thousand year old vampire."

There was more awkward silence followed by Damon clearing his throat and everyone looking at you. "Did you think we didn't already know that?" Caroline asked and Bonnie tried not to laugh.

"We know for years." Bonnie said and finally gave out a giggle as you looked so relieved you might slide to the floor.

"Your crush on Elena was not at all subtle. You blushed everytime she said your name." Jeremy chipped in and Damon just shrugged as if he'd also known.

"Ok great, I love you all, not as much as Beck and this drunk girl is going to vito being magic ingredients until she's less hungover." You sighed out and grinned at everyone who agreed you were hungover enough for the alcohol in your blood to tamper with the spell.