Carmilla sighed as she followed her girlfriend into The Lustig. She didn't necessarily hate the place but she didn't love it either. Sure, it was a fine place to go when it wasn't too busy. The drinks weren't too expensive, the music was tolerable, so overall it was okay in Carmilla's book. But as far as tonight, she wasn't particularly thrilled to be walking into the bar that night. Mostly because she was looking forward to curling up to a good book and her girlfriend after a long week. But of course Laura, instead, insisted they went out to meet up with their friends and watch Kirch butcher the drums with his little 'band'.
"Please enlighten me as to why I let you drag me to this again?" Carmilla huffed out, reluctantly following Laura.
"Because grumpy-pants, it's Kirch's first gig. And as the good friends we are, we're here to support him" Laura called over her shoulder - her eyes trying to locate her other companions.
"You mean as the good friend you are. I could care less about that little puppy. Or any of the ginger-squad for that matter."
Laura stopped and turned to her girlfriend.
"Okay, one. I know you care more about our friends than you lead on. Two, can you just pretend to have a good time to night? For me?" Laura emphasised 'me', widening her eyes in a way that she knew Carmilla couldn't resist.
"You're lucky you're cute, Cupcake."
"I know" Laura kissed Carm's cheek. "Now come on, I think I see everyone over on the other side."
After a quick jumble of 'hey' and 'hi'', everyone situated themselves at a table in front of the right side of the stage. Laf of course was sitting next to Perry, who kept remarking about how dirty the floor was. Laura situated herself next to Carmilla with Danny on the end of the table.
"So Danny, is Kirch nervous?" Laura piped up.
"As far as I know, no. He was just really excited last time I talked to him." Danny kept her eyes on the small stage.
"I'm sure that love-sick puppy is just dying to impress the crap out of owner" Carmilla snorted out, taking another sip of her drink. Laura kicked Carmilla under the table, giving her a sideways glance. Carmilla turned to Laura raising her eyebrow in surprise.
"Shut-up, Karnstein." Danny glared daggers in the brunette's direction.
Just then Kirch and his band flowed out onto the stage, distracting Carmilla from coming back with more comments. Kirch looked over the the table and waved rather enthusiastically in their direction - his drumsticks waving in the air. Kirch walked around and sat down at his beat up drum set. The lead singer walked around to the mic and cleared his voice.
"Hey everyone, so we're going to start here in about 10 minutes just as an FYI. Oh and um, we're the Beef Cakes." He nodded his head and took a step back.
Carmilla snorted.
"Beef Cakes, I wonder whose brilliant idea that was. Well, looks like that my cue to take a break from this ever stimulating conversation before all hell breaks loose on that stage." Carmilla quickly stood up and stretched before making her way over to the restrooms.
"Well, it seems that Carmilla is still her broody self." Perry said.
"She's just grumpy that I dragged her away from her in depth book reading tonight." Laura watched her girlfriend walk to the back of the bar.
"I can relate" started Laf, "one time, Perr took about my chemicals for an entire weekend and insisted that I do something other than experiments for once. I was not a happy camper."
"That is only because the night before you nearly set the apartment on fire!" Perry countered.
"It wasn't that bad."
"Lafontaine! The microwave exploded!"
"I had it completely under control."
Laf and Perry continued on an argument of what proper precautions detail. Laura laughed at her friends and reached her hand out for her drink. Looking down, she saw it was empty and sightly frowned. She inspected Carmilla's drink too and noticed her was also about gone.
"I'm going to grab a few more drink at the bar. I'll be right back." Laura got up and made her way to the middle of the room.
At the bar, she gave the bartender her order and waited for her drinks. Suddenly, Laura was very aware of a presence next to her. Laura slightly turned her head to see a blonde giving her a smug smirk that made Laura very uncomfortable.
"So, what's a beautiful girl doing on such a lovely night?"
Laura gulped. Oh boy
Making her way out of the bathroom, Carmilla decided to stop at the bar. She figured Laura would probably need another drink and Carmilla new that she would absolutely need another one. Especially if she was going to survive not only a night filled with Kirch's drumming, but being surrounded by the three ginger stooges.
Just before she arrived at the bar, she looked up and saw Laura sitting there. Next to another blonde girl. Whose hand kept touching Laura's arm. Whose eyes seemed to be glued to Carmilla's girlfriend. And whose night was about to be extremely ruined by a certain leather clad brunette.
"What the frilly hell is that." Carmilla growled between clenched teeth.
Carmilla was pretty good at concealing her emotions; but, at this moment she couldn't give a damn. She could feel her body tremble in anger at the fact that some girl had her hands on Laura. Her Laura. And she was clearly flirting. Before thinking, Carmilla marched over to them; her veins were burning with white hot anger.
Coming up right behind Laura, Carmilla grabbed onto her girlfriend's hips pulling her back into her body. Sloppily kissing her neck up to her jaw, Carmilla was trying to make a clear point that Laura was hers.
"There you are, Creampuff. I was wondering where you went off to." Carmilla said loud enough for the girl in front of them to hear.
"Ca-Carm!" Laura yelped in surprise "what are you doing?" Laura sighed in pleasure as her girlfriend gave her some lovely attention. But also sighing in relief because she hoped that Carmilla would save her from her very uncomfortable encounter with this random girl.
"So, this is your girlfriend then?" The girl stated disappointment and loathing dripped from her voice.
"The one and only." Carmilla gave her signature smirk - all the while never letting go of Laura. For a second, Carmilla thought she imagined that the girl actually growled at her.
The blonde attempted to start a conversation up again when all of a sudden Carmilla pulled Laura's mouth to hers. Carmilla could practically hear this girl's jaw hit the floor as she passionately kissed her girlfriend. Sighing loudly, she threw money on the bar and stomped away.
Even though the girl was gone, Carmilla was still boiling over with jealousy. Pulling herself away from Laura, she roughly grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the back of the bar. Slamming the bathroom door, Carmilla locked it, and then quickly pulled her girlfriend into another tight embrace.
"Carm-mph!" Carmilla's lips cut Laura off.
Laura's eyes were wide in surprise. Sure, Carmilla has been spontaneous before but not like… this. This was rough. This was desperate. This was…
Oh my god, Laura thought to herself. This was jealousy.
Laura had to push hard against the brunette to get her to cease her actions. Which by her account, took just as more self-restraint than she thought she possessed.
"Carm. Not that I love your kissing, but what has gotten into you?" Laura tried to contain her grin.
"Nothing, Creampuff. I just… You… You just… I just love you okay? Can a girlfriend not love her girlfriend?" Carmilla started kissing up and down Laura's neck again making her sigh. Carmilla couldn't stop thinking about how that girl kept touching Laura. She hated when people touched her things. And Laura was hers.
"Carm… Are you jealous?" Now Laura couldn't help but grin at the sudden stop from Carmilla. The brunette quickly jumped back and looked Laura in the eyes.
"Me? Jealous? I don't get jealous Cupcake." Carmilla scoffed at her.
"So this has nothing to do with that chick at the bar who was clearly hitting on me?" Laura watched Carmilla intently for any sign of wavering.
"That chick probably couldn't tell the difference between a fork and a spoon let alone know how to flirt. Plus, you're way out of her league anyway." Carmilla spat out without thinking.
"Holy Hufflepuff!" Laura laughed out. "Carmilla Karnstein, you are so jealous!"
"Am not!" Carmilla clenched her jaw.
"Are too." Laura laughed and poked Carmilla's chest.
"So what if I am? Huh?" Carmilla crossed her arms over her chest and huffed out in frustration.
"You are entirely too cute." Laura took ahold of Carmilla and took her girlfriend's hands.
"Well, I'm entirely pissed off that, that girl could even think she had a chance with you" Carmilla snapped back.
"You're right, she's not even my type." Laura signed out playing along with Carm's comment.
"What would you say your type is, Creampuff?" Carmilla slowly pulled Laura closer into her.
"For some odd reason, I seem to be drawn to dark, broody, sarcastic, philosophy majors." Laura grinned up at her girlfriend.
"Well, Cupcake, I have great news for you."
Just as the two girls were going back in for a kiss, there was a loud banging on the bathroom door.
"Hey! If you guys are done screwing in there maybe you can come out and watch Kirch and his band!?" Laf screamed through the door. "And please make yourselves look decent when you come out so you don't give Perry a heart attack or something!"
"How is it that they always seem to ruin the mood?" Carmilla grumbled out.
"Well, we are in a public bathroom, Carm. I don't think there's much mood to be had in a public bathroom."
"I guess we're just going to have to continue this at home then." Carmilla smiled and gave Laura a quick chaste kiss.
"I guess so." Laura smiled warmly in response.
Even though Carmilla thought her ears might actually bleed from the horrid music blasting from the stage, she was rather content for the rest of the night. Mostly because she kept her hands interlocked with Laura's and was focused on not letting go for a second. Because she'd be damned if someone tried to hit on Laura again. And if someone was stupid enough to try to, then they would be forced to deal with a very broody and pissed off philosophy major.