hey so how do you think Alucard would deal with having a crush on a friend who is an immortal reader. He seems kind of tired and lonely sometimes. Forgets himself. They can regenerate, though aren’t reckless cuz it still hurts “like a bitch” if they get stabbed. While they can get a bit lonely sometimes, they still got a lot of life in them and at times can be silly and sassy. Still very kind. (They’ve seen both good and bad)? (Alucard is like: Life doesn’t last long. I remember them so fondly though. *he’s all meloncholy and encouraging other’s to live their lives. While he is only living*. Meanwhile his crush is like: Life doesn’t last long. I’m gonna LIVE it. You should too)?
Alucard with an immortal reader
Assuming you're a human with an infinite lifespan and immunity to mortal wounds, Alucard has certainly questioned as to why.
Forgive him for his skepticism but he has run into characters like Saint Germain and they didn't exactly inspire the benign.
Alucard thought perhaps you were involved with some magic, perhaps you made a deal, perhaps you just inexplicably stopped aging.
Whatever the case, it initially gave him pause.
Though he made no comment on it, seeing as how you clearly didn't take your gift for granted.
You were surprisingly humble and didn't trample on others. Lacking a superiority complex was obscenely rare in the world of long living creatures. It was a breath of fresh air.
Now you know he'll make sure it stays that way, right? You may be more self aware than others but Alucard knows your perspective can be inherently skewed at times due to death never being a threat.
Speaks from experience. He's a wise man.
He'll be the first to scold you if you subconsciously do something in regards to a mortal that's less than considerate, even if it was unintentional.
He appreciates you avoiding needless injuries. Alucard even smiles to himself at your reasoning. Yes, free from death but not from pain. He imagines deep wounds without being able to die is rather unpleasant.
You don't know how many people Alucard ran into that didn't even acknowledge that and went along merrily until it bit them in the ass. Sometimes literally.
Alucard is a rather serious person so obviously he'd be beside himself watching you be so goofy.
It wasn't the Trevor sort of goofiness where you deliberately got a rise out of people. It was more playful and sincere.
Oh. You certainly goated Alucard. But he knew you were merely trying to get him to laugh.
Sometimes it feels like he's not just to spite you.
You've pulled his cheeks out of irritation countless times.
You're lucky Alucard likes you.
He may be a good person but you seem to conveniently forget the man has fangs.
Of course, Alucard would never use them.
Perhaps he may slightly nip at you just to see you hiss and jolt backwards. It was like being nibbled by a cat. It stings but worst case is a little dot on your finger.
Alucard wouldn't actually be annoyed if he did decide to give you a little startle like this. He's just smug.
As much as it appears like Alucard is made of stone, he'll for sure drop a smile or two every once in awhile.
Especially if you are always being a mischievous little gremlin.
Alucard is never really mean to you.
Though one of the rare times he's laughed is when you caught fire. Which you didn't exactly appreciate.
You had turned away from him with a huff and arms folded when the flames died and you sat down. Clearly, talking was banned for him practically relishing in your misfortune.
Even when Alucard sat beside you and tended to your arm in order to assist speeding up your regeneration, you refused to look him in the eye. Puffed cheeks and all.
"You're behaving like a child."
No response. You weren't going justify being upset over horrible burns and being laughed at for it.
"And here I thought flames were 'beneath you'. Or, pardon me, was that a dance?"
You can hear the smile in his voice and the only reason you didn't slap him was the pain you were swallowing.
You bristled. You didn't need his condescension right now-
Alucard's hands were gentler the more they moved across your arm. Even if you couldn't see it, he was laser focused on the wounds you sustained. His golden eyes glittered with worry and remorse. Though his smile never faltered.
"As...interesting as that performance was, the aftermath isn't so amusing. Your skin may heal but I'm sure you would have preferred to avoid this sort of agony. The lack of awareness was my blunder. You're free to hit me if I'm so negligent again."
You didn't know how to react.
Alucard paused, hand on your shoulder, as if thinking. He got a bit closer. Too close.
You still were too prideful to look at him.
"You aren't holding a single weapon until those burns fully disintegrate." Alucard gently commands. His tone indicated he didn't care how fast it would.
"Rest well. I don't want to see you scream like that again. Understood?"
You didn't have the time to even think of protesting. You felt a pair of lips on your temple and a swift wind from a cape.
You thought of calling for Alucard again, seeing as how you were on fire once more inexplicably.
Until you realized you would only receive further mockery. Since this "fire" was exclusively coming from your face.
Guess these burns were ones you'd have to endure on your own.
It clicked after that. Alucard had feelings for you.
You began noticing more subtle cues in his behavior. He went on like nothing happened.
But there was no way he could just kiss you like that and expect to not raise eyebrows.
You were good friends, sure. But Alucard never did anything like that. You didn't have the sort of friendship where platonic physical affection was the norm.
All hugs were initiated by you.
Even then, Alucard mostly just let you cling off his back like a baby possum while continuing to walk ahead.
He wasn't made of ice but he wasn't a cuddly puppy, either.
You narrowed your eyes at him more often than not now.
You could tell the staring got to Alucard. He even resorted to putting a potato sack over your head.
You didn't relent. In fact, you got a bit bold. You leaned back into Alucard's chest one night and rested there, just to see what he'd do.
You half expected a "Really?" look or stoic silence or even a reminder you had a bed. Nothing too extreme but certainly not anything close to amusement.
But Alucard surprised you. He just sort of...froze?
He tensed up and leaned a bit away. Well, you expected he'd shy away.
What you didn't expect was for the great Alucard to tremble. And avoid your gaze when you blinked up at him with confusion, clenching his teeth to avoid making noise and the rosy pigment on his pale complexion.
You could hear his heart through his chest. Oh.
Alucard breathed sharply to collect himself.
Yeah. There was no way he was salvaging his usual stoicism after that reaction.
Alucard sighed knowingly. "You still can retire without me. Must you come into my personal space?"
You scoffed. He was so full of it.
"As if it's the first time."
"Yes, well, you've never done...this."
"You never kissed me before."
Then he facepalmed. "Is that what this is about? Honestly, you...I apologize. You were in pain."
Why was he sorry exactly? You thought he was making excuses but his tone was sincere.
You looked down. "If you want me to get up, I will. But you've been pushing away lately. It's scaring me."
Alucard softened at that. He gave another pause before lowering you back down.
"You could stand to ask."
"Sorry." You folded under his hold and closed your eyes.
It took you ages to figure out why Alucard was even infatuated with you.
All you did was get on his nerves and tried to force a laugh out of him.
Or lecture him when he just sat around and willingly isolated himself.
You respected his space but nevertheless glued yourself to his side when you noticed he'd gone too long without company.
You used your immortality to enjoy life. What was the point of it if you were indistinguishable from a walking corpse?You met people and bonded with them. Even if it tore out your heart every time they inevitably died. You carried memories. That's what mattered.
You ranted about this to Alucard more times than you could count. You even had to stop yourself when you noticed you were about to let it slip again.
Alucard must be long passed tired of your boundless optimism. He's been through a lot and he had reasons to be a bit withdrawn.
You knew that. Even if you meant well, the guilt of being pushy lingered.
You knew you'd be annoyed if you were in Alucard's position.
Yet, when you brought it up in order to question why he fell for you to begin with, his response stunned you.
"That's the best part." Alucard flashed a tender smile.
He walked off without elaborating.
