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

Satisfied

reader uses she/they pronouns
isa uses they/them pronouns ONLY (i can't remember if i posted what they look like in this book yet so i'll add that at the end)
if you haven't noticed yet, i tend to write in this style when i really like the one-shots and want to turn them into stories <3 so maybe in the future this will be a story if you all like the concept enough <3
the idea came from me listening to the Hamilton soundtrack (i wanna kick my own ass for saying this)

Parties for nobles. You hated them, yet you were always dragged to them by your employer. They weren't a bad vampire — well, aside from the drinking blood part — but they always brought you along for company. You were convinced they hated these more than you did, but they had to go to keep up their reputation.

The party was to happen in a Romanian castle — owned by house Dimitrescu — and for some reason, your master was more excited than normal. They had insisted you'd enjoy this party, even going as far to grant you your freedom if you didn't enjoy it. That had got your attention. A chance to finally pay off the blood-line debt your great grandparents forced you into? You'd absolutely take it.

When you had agreed to the deal, a sinister grin spread across their face. You had internally groaned, and now you were more than pissed at them. They had insisted that you dress up — even giving you some of their clothes since you had no fancy clothes. You slowly walked out of their bathroom and sent a glare to your 5'1" master, snarling at their laughter.

"How do you even have clothes that fit me, shorty?!"

"First of all, I'm not short, I'm travel-sized. Second of all, I had a tailor from Romania make you some fancy clothes once I heard that the next party will be there."

"Not going to reprimand me-?"

"When have I ever done that when it was just the two of us?" They laughed again and flopped back onto their bed. "You're my best friend, I'd never do that."

"Awe," You giggled as you made your way over to their bed. "I'm your only friend."

"I will bite you."

"Don't turn me into a bloodsucker! None of you are attractive!"

"I resent that statement!"

"You don't count," You muttered and kicked their leg gently. "Shouldn't you be getting dressed too? And why are you so excited to go to this party? You hate these more than I do."

Their red eyes glanced off to the side and you were convinced that if they could, they'd be blushing right now. You raised an eyebrow out of curiosity but didn't have the time to question them before they were out of bed and grabbing their white suit. With a soft huff, you sat on their bed and watched as they entered their bathroom to change.

'They're never this secretive... Do they have a crush on someone at the— oh my gods they do!'

Once Isa returned wearing their suit — and fighting with their tie — you couldn't help the knowing smirk that spread across your face. Their red eyes locked with your [E/C] ones and they became even more flustered than you've ever seen. You knew their secret, and they knew you knew. Isa cleared their throat before going into "boss" mode, clearly not wanting you to bring up their secret.

"Tie this for me and then we can leave," Their voice cracked towards the end but you decided to let it slide. You knew their boundaries. Talking about emotions was one they never wanted you to overstep.