Skyrim Dovah One Shots

Drunken people make funny stories Brynjolf x Y/n

CrystalRivera88

Y/n POV,

Another bottle of mead being slid over to be and past me to Brynjolf. I turn to Vekel and I see him cleaning a mug just to pour the same foul liqiud again and give it to Brynjolf. I turn to Brynjolf and he was drunk off his ass. He looked as if you were to even breathe in his general direction that he would tip over.

"What in the nine divines are you thinking drinking that foul liquid? What number is that?"

"Erm... 22? Why Lass have I told you how much-"

He turns away from me and his stomach seemed to have had enough of the foul liquid taht was intoxicating him. It spewed out and into a bucket. I roll my eyes and give Vekel a sympathic look as he walks over to Brynjolf holding up with his hair out of his face. Vekel just seemed as if this was perfectly normal but I never understood why.

"Hey Vekel, you've been working hard. I'll take your shift for a little while so you can have a break. Take your time with this break."

Vekel looked relived that I was taking his shift for a bit because the struggle of serving everyone and  dealing with their drunk asses. Vekel takes off his apron and hands it to me. I begins to walk away but not before he gives me a reassuring smile.

"Be careful Y/n, you think you know these people but you haven't seen them downing all their senses in mead and ale just to forget the past. I'll be back soon and I'm getting more supplies while I'm out but be careful."

Vekel walks out of the Flagon and in walks an already drunk Delvin and a very sober Mercer. I knew Delvin was only going to cause trouble because next to Brynjolf he's the top drinker of the Thieves Guild.

"Oh look at the young Lassie taking over ole Vekel's job. Why not we start off with a mug of ale right off the top shelf." I could tell Delvin was already drunk by his comment.

Mercer only waved his hand when he took a seat at the bar counter. So I cleaned a mug real quick and poured a bottle of ale in it then handed it off to Mercer. Brynjolf was sitting there looking into his mug and he seemed to have been whimpering.

"Oh, the Nine Divines take back their gift of unlimited mead and ale from me," Brynjolf mumbled as I walked over to him and placed a few mugs of mead and ale on the counter

"No more after this Bryn, I'm cutting you off until you sober up. Alright, Delvin I'm coming with your foul liquid on the top shelf." I was getting annoyed already with Delvin and Brynjolf's chattering. 

I turn towards Bryn and kiss his cheek. I walk over to Delvin with the whole bottle of the top shelf alcohol. I turn to the door and I see Rune walking in with Thyrynn's hand over his shoulder

"We'd like some mead please and make it eh jiffy." Thyrynn slurred as Rune face plants with Thyrynn on top of him.

I just chuckle to myself as I look at the two thieves on the ground. I was only thanking the divines that Vex and Tonilia were away on some mission because they would have only added to the people to serve. Mercer waved his hand again and he seemed to have been the only one in control of how much liquid he was getting into his body. Brynjolf got up from the bar stool and he walked over to the face sculptor's bench and he started to spew pick-up lines at her. She only chuckled and went back to her book. Delvin was beginning to try and dance on the table top but I rush over to him and lead him to his bed.

"You guys are trying to get me fuckin killed." I curse to myself as I drop Delvin on his bed and I begin to walk over to Brynjolf and do the same thing except I take him to Delvin's bed as well.

"Oh just wait till the morning and you're all sobered up," I mumble as I continue to put people on Devlin's bed.