[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

Lovesick pt. 2

the reader uses they/them pronouns only

Last Part: "Have you ever been lovesick, [Y/N]?"

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You froze at her question, staring at her with slightly parted lips. Lady Dimitrescu raised an eyebrow at you before placing a hand on your shoulder, making you jump slightly. You took a deep breath and composed yourself, trying to not get too nervous. This was the perfect time to tell her your feelings but, that didn't mean it was a guarantee that she felt the same way.

"Before I came to the castle? No."

"So you fell for someone in the castle?" She pressed, resulting in you glancing away from her for a brief moment.

"I did... And I continue to do so every time I see her." You breathed out, offering a warm smile.

"Tell me the story then. I'd love to hear it."

'It's now or never...'

"As you wish, my lady. It started the day I started working here - that's when she caught my eye. I guess that gives away that it's not a maid."

"It does." She hummed out, a slight hint of hope in her voice.

'Does she feel the same? Is that what my anniversary gift was going to be? Her confessing?'

"I don't need to say how stunning she is but, I will anyway. Golden eyes that glow brighter than the sun when she wants to be intimidating, dark hair that I'm pretty sure is as smooth as silk-."

"So it's not Daniela or Bela."

"Pale skin that resembles the beauty of a full moon. She's rude to anyone that isn't family but, it's just another reason I fell for her. Everything about her is eternal and, her beauty is only outmatched by the goddess of beauty herself."

You stopped when she lifted you onto her lap, lifting your gaze to lock with hers. She knew you could narrow it down even more for her but, you were too nervous of rejection. You took a deep breath when she moved a gloved finger under your chin, bringing your face closer to hers. It was obvious what she wanted - it was a way for you to confess without verbally saying it - but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. That was, at least, until hurt flashed across her gold eyes.

The moment that emotion appeared in her eyes, you connected your lips with hers. You felt the corners of your lips twitch upwards when she returned the kiss, causing your heart to skip a beat. After a few moments of the kiss, you slowly pulled away and locked eyes with her again, deciding to continue your explanation now that you knew she had feelings for you.

"Her height terrifies everyone into listening to what she says - everyone but me. I'm always in awe of everything about her. Her daughters are lovely too and the way she interacts with them will always warm my heart. Especially when winter first hits or a blizzard is on the way. She makes them hot cocoa with little marshmallows and of course, blood is added to the perfect consistency for each daughter. They all join her in her room on those nights and she either hums lullabies to them or reads to them until they fall asleep."