𝑬𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

You and Eric have been married for over a hundred years now. He first met you at this local night club that you were singing at in New Orleans he was so infatuated with your lovely singing that he had to have you and ever since then the rest has been history.

But being the wife of a 1,000 year old vampire isn't alway easy. There's plenty of times were you just want to kick his ass for his selfish stubborn ways but then make love to him until sunrise.

You and Eric have been arguing all night about him leaving to go to Bon Temps to help Sookie with something that's supposedly more important than the plans you had tonight. You both have been yelling for about an hour now about this whole situation.

"Really Eric you're just going to leave to help out some fairy who only wants anything to do with you when it's convenient for her!?"

"I don't have time for this the more time you sit here whining like some human child the more time I could be out there helping her!"

Hearing those words made you even more upset and you slapped him. "Fuck you Eric Northman go play hero with your little whore see if I care but believe me when I say this I won't be here when you get back!" He looks at you with no emotion whatsoever and speeds over to you and grips your face in his hands.

"You would never leave me Y/N we've been married and at each other's side for too long you know neither one of us could handle that emotional pull of not being with one another."

"Well maybe I wouldn't leave if you just loved me like you did before that fairy bitch showed up in your life."

The bloody tears started pouring like waterfalls. "Y/N stop over exaggerating you're too gorgeous to be crying over some halfling like Sookie Stackhouse if I didn't love you I would have never took interest in you at that night club so long ago." He kisses your soft lips and strokes your face wiping away the bloody tears.

"Are you listening to me vacker."

"Yes Eric I'm listening." You look into his blue eyes.

"Promise me you won't go to Bon Temps tonight."

"I won't go to Bon Temps vacker you have my word." He plays with your hair and kisses your forehead.

"I love you Eric."

"I know vacker I know."

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Translations:
1. Vacker = beautiful