Spring Forward, Fall Back (Alucard x Chubby! Reader)

Chapter 11 - The Morning After Part 1

Alucard P.O.V.

When I opened my eyes, I wished I could close them again forever. Oh, the headache I had! It felt as if I had attached church bells to my head and let blacksmiths smack the sides with their hammers. Wave upon wave of nausea crashed through my stomach and rolled up my back with each and every move that I made. I tried my best to stay as still as possible until the nausea passed before I attempted to find out what the hell happened to me.

As it finally passed and I managed to get to a sitting position, I noticed an itchy feeling in the front of my pants that made me feel extremely uncomfortable. Upon closer examination, there was a bit of a residue of some sort that had crusted itself across the front of my pants over to the left leg and hip area. Confusion festered in my mind for a few short moments before something else came to mind.

You know what is more difficult to deal with that waves of nausea? Embarrassment. Full out, honest to goodness, unmistakable embarrassment. All the headaches and all the nausea in the world could never measure up to the thought that someone had seen me lying here like this and did nothing. More embarrassing yet was the idea that someone could see me like this and make some snide comment at any moment. The idea of being seen like this by Belmont made me want to scream, but the further idea that Y/N could see me like this...or DID see me like this made me want to break down and cry.

If I could have managed to speed to my room without further embarrassment I would have done so in a heartbeat, but the thought of moving as fast as I could toward my room made my stomach do flips. There really wasn't much of a choice. I would have to endure the headache and nausea, and would do so, just to ensure I wouldn't have to hear that fuckhead Belmont and his braying.

Taking a deep breath, I stood to my full height and awaited the nausea's passing before throwing myself down the hall toward my room. I looked from side to side to make sure I wasn't seen and believed that I had actually achieved my goal until I reached my room and slammed the door shut.

Once in my room, I rushed to the chamber basin to allow for my stomach to spill forth it's contents. The pain wracked my body as each heave of my stomach forced more of the evidence of my stupidity from the night before into the basin. My eyes watered while the pain in my head began to reach a crescendo like drums slowly rolling upwards in tempo and volume as my body violently attempted to rid itself of the poison I gave it, even though there was nothing left to push out. I felt completely miserable and disappointed with myself for allowing my nervousness to make me do something so stupid.

But it was when I finally noticed my hair being held back and a warm hand rubbing my back that my mind was snapped out of my own self-pity to the idea that I wasn't alone. No matter how scared or upset I was that I wasn't alone in my degradation and shame, I also felt comfort that someone was there who wasn't talking down to me in my embarrassed state.

"Are you feeling better?"

Correction: comfort was the last thing I was feeling at this moment.

"Come on, Alucard. Let's get some water into you," Y/N's voice said softly.

I wanted to run away and hide in the nearest cave and not return before Belmont and Sypha had found a way to send her back to her own time, but instead, I allowed her to lead me over to the bed and sit me down. She then stood before me and handed me a glass of water before she knelt down to help me remove my boots and clothing. I felt so much like a child in this woman's hands that I could do nothing but aid her progress.

"Let's get to cleaned up, hun. You've got to get some rest before we try to get some food in you."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I heard my own raspy voice rattle out.

"Because I know you're miserable," was her only reply before she stood up again. "Can you get your pants and shirt off?"

I looked up at her quizzically, but still nodded my head.

"Good. I want you to get stripped down while I go get some water and a cloth. I'm going to give you a quick bed bath and then you're going to rest." She didn't give me a chance to protest before she slipped out of the room with her purpose in mind.

Instead of fighting against her commands I stood and stripped myself of my clothing, thankful for her absence while I took off the pants that I had wanted to rid myself of beforehand. After removing my clothes, I felt a chill on my skin. I pulled the sheet from my bed across my lap in an effort to show some form of decency and to try to warm myself slightly. I knew that it was my body trying like mad to get the rest of the self-inflicted poison out of my system, but it didn't help me feel better about myself or what I may have done the night before.

There was a light knock on the door before Y/N entered again carrying a large bowl of water and several cloths hanging over her arm. She closed the door softly behind her and walked swiftly to the side of the bed. She put down the bowl and cloths before she moved to my side, the mattress dipping with her weight as she climbed around behind me. I could feel her body heat radiating off her and hitting the sweat that had accumulated on my back before I felt her gentle fingers rolling over my scalp as she gathered my hair up off my back and neck. She carefully tied my hair up away from my skin before she made her way over to the other side of me.

"Sorry about this," she said quietly as she leaned up against me to get the first cloth and wet it down. Squeezing out as much of the water as she could with one hand, she removed herself from my body and began to draw the cool water over my back and neck. I shivered under her ministrations, but I wasn't sure if it was the chill that my body felt, the chill of the water or the sensation of her carefully rubbing my skin with nothing more than a thin cloth keeping her skin from touching mine. I sighed in pleasure as the filth of my folly was wiped away by this angel at my bedside, my eyes closing in pure bliss.

"So," she began, "can you tell me why you ended up so drunk?" I knew she'd ask eventually, so I took a deep breath before I answered.

"I was nervous."

"Nervous?" I could hear the disbelief in her voice that pressed me to continue.

"Yes. Nervous. I was nervous to be next to you."

"Can you tell me why?" she asked as she raised my arm to wipe it down.