Stefan Salvatore

He could tell as the footsteps neared just who it was an his entire body appeared to give a sigh of relief as he relaxed a little in Stefan’s company. His appearance had only further cemented the fact that news had indeed travelled, but even he had hoped for a few more moments solace before the onslaught should begin. A simple “hm” was all he could offer in response, his gaze refraining to lift as his scrub cap remained tight within his grasp, but taking the coffee with his other hand. Their movements were well rehearsed and Klaus’ digits brushed discreetly against Stefan’s as he retrieved the cup and for a moment, the attentiveness of the action was everything that he needed and more, no matter how minuscule the gesture seemed. “I appreciate that” he eventually replied, his voice hoarse from not having spoken for a little while, before he cleared his throat. “News travels fast, I dare assume” a humourless smile tugged at his lips “but news of my failure has travelled faster, no doubt.”

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There were moments, many of them in fact when Stefan wanted to put his foot down, wanted to be seen and known as being in a serious relationship with Klaus and wanting Klaus to admit it to the world. Show his true self to others but then there were secret moments like this, with a grazing of fingers that felt more daring with it being just between the two. It was childish and he hated that it offered a thrill but it did keep him silent. “No problem.” He answers, his brow furrowed in concern for the other and the whispers going around, everyone liked to see the top dog fail just as much as people claimed to love an underdog story. “People like to talk, its a way of life not just this hospital. Though when a Mikaelson is involved I think information moves double time.” He answers with a nod of his head, “I wouldn’t take it heart, everyone in this building has lost a patient one way or another.”

Surgeons weren’t particularly renowned for their bedside manner and in Klaus’ defence, his patients were usually unconscious and that was how he preferred things. With the exception of consults, he never had to fake niceties with anybody which was a welcome relief. However, just because his social skills were a little rusty, that didn’t mean that he didn’t care about his patients. Losses hit hard, sometimes a little too hard for his comfort and today had been no exception. 

The surgery had been almost impossible and Klaus was the surgeon that made the impossible happen, but today unfortunately wasn’t that day. He had insisted on being the one to deliver the news to the family, to ensure that they knew how hard he fought to save the life of their loved one, but the damage was just too extensive. 

Once finished, he hadn’t had the strength to leave the now empty waiting room after the family had left to view the body and instead he was sat slumped in a chair, scrub had tightly in his grasp and his head bowed. Just as somebody headed towards him, he could already tell it was another member of faculty and he tried to maintain a level tone as he murmured “are you just going to stand and gawp or is there something you need?”

@farfromhomestarters​

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Stefan knew approaching Klaus while at the hospital was like walking on egg shells, god forbid they acted too friendly, and even more scandalous if anyone knew how deep their relationship actually went but hearing that Klaus had lost someone on the table he couldn’t very well leave the man to suffer in silence alone. “Never really thought myself the gawking type.” He answers offering a hot cup of coffee to the other as he takes a seat next to him but leaning away from the other. Not only to give the mask that there was no intimate intentions but to keep himself from the temptation of offering a comforting touch that could be see as more. “Thought you could use this.” Coffee was the life blood of most in the hospital so nothing strange there, right?

Following a poor drunk young lady who seemed to be stumbling away from the party with a young man shortly behind her in a predatory stalking. It would have been ironic or borderline funny even knowing that the hunting boy was being hunted himself. 

It went quickly, that’s how thirsty Stefan was and like always once the deed was done and Stefan looked upon the wreckage he picked up the young man’s head and placed it back on his neck as the body leaned against the tree. Someone walking by might assume a drunken nap. Walking away from the scene Stefan stripped off his bloodied shirt and tossed it down the moving waters to be washed away and forgotten. When movement through the trees appeared he offered a smile, “Oh I wouldn’t go too far in, looks like people have deemed this Sick Bay. Not a pretty sight.”

Task 004 the AU Bio for Stefan Salvatore

[ paul wesley | he/him | 18/171 ]  rumor has it that stefan salvatore has been seen wandering around town. they are a vampire who is one of the resurrected. they are known to be addictive but deep down they are intelligent. when it comes to the brewing conflict in new orleans they’re on the side of the queen and her guard.

[charles michael davis| he/him | 216 ]  rumor has it that marcel gerard has been seen wandering around town. they are a enhanced original vampire who is one of the survivors. they are known to be arrogate but deep down they are merciful. when it comes to the brewing conflict in new orleans they’re on the side of the resistance.