Stuck In This Fantasy

Back during the holidays I posted an imagine where the reader kisses Klaus under the mistletoe. I came up with a fun follow up to that one, a part two/sequel of sorts. I hope you all enjoy it!

Part One

Four months.

That is how long it's been since the night you kissed Klaus under the mistletoe. Four long, frustrating months of replaying the kiss in your mind over and over, holding on to the memory of how velvety soft his lips were, the way it felt to be in his arms, all while he has one night stand after one night stand. You've never been more grateful to have a room at the compound on the opposite side of the property from his, so you don't have to listen to the noises coming from inside that make you want to gouge your ears out while secretly desiring to be the source of them. 

But now, four months later, you have had enough. You are tired of feeling the jealousy coursing through you every time you see him with a woman on his arm, which is why you are currently sitting at the bar in Rousseau's, sipping a strong cocktail created by your good friend Camille O'Connell who happens to be the bartender, blowing off steam. You absentmindedly move the ice in your drink around with the skinny red stir straw that it came with it, paying no attention to what's going on around you. Suddenly, a warm, masculine voice grabs your attention.

"Is this seat taken?" The voice asks.

You look up to see an insanely attractive man with raven black hair and dazzling blue eyes standing next to the empty bar stool beside you. You blink, taken aback by both his handsome looks and unexpected request, but quickly find your voice and recover.

"Not at all," you tell him with a warm smile. He sits down and orders a scotch on the rocks, then turns to face you.

"I'm Jake," he holds his hand out to you.

"Y/N," you shake his hand.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman," he replies as he picks up his drink to take a sip. 

"Which I'm sure you say to all the ladies," you shake your head with a soft laugh as you bring your glass up to your lips. 

"Only when I sincerely mean it."

"Oh. Well in that case, thank you.”

It’s been a long day without you my friend And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again We’ve come a long way from where we began Oh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again

Uh How can we not talk about family when family’s all that we got Everything I went through you were standing there by my side And when brotherhood come first Then the line will never be crossed Established it on our own When the line had to be drawn And that line is what we reach So remember me when I’m gone (remember me when I’m gone)

So let the light guide your way, yeah Hold every memory as you go And every road you take, will always lead  you home, home

I heard this song on the radio today, and although it wasn’t the first time I’d heard it, after last weeks Originals episode with Klaus leaving town, the lyrics in this song are the epitome of Klaus and Elijah and where they currently are in their relationship as brothers. With every line my jaw kept falling farther and farther. If I had heard this song Friday night after watching the episode I would have been an utter basket case. I thinnk the bridge chokes me up still the most (every road you take..). I just had to share this with all the other fans out there who are sad like me that Klaus had to leave NOLA. *group hug* (so glad Hayley and Hope went with him though!)

I can’t listen to this song without becoming an emotional mess because it makes me think about how Klaus is feeling after finding Cami dead.

(Thought it was time I wrote one featuring Elijah. Happy New Year Everyone!)

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The soft sounds of jazz float up towards you from your spot on one of the many balconies found at the Mikaelson Compound. You smile as you gaze down at the people in the street below. Excitement fills the air as midnight draws  near. You allow yourself to linger outside for a moment longer before stepping back into the compound where the party you're attending is being held.

You hang back by the doorway, watching  everyone as they mingle and dance. You spot your closest friend Camille dancing with Klaus. She catches your eye and offers to let you dance with him, but you politely decline. You don't want to intrude on their special night. You are perfectly content right where you are. 

Out of the corner of your eye you notice movement and slowly turn your head towards it to find Elijah standing beside you looking as handsome as ever in a fitted suit and tie. You are certain your heart fluttered slightly and even more certain it didn't go unnoticed by his vampire hearing ears.

"Why are you over here by yourself, Y/N? Are you not enjoying tonight's festivities?" He asks, speaking softly. 

"On the contrary, Elijah," you smile as the words leave your lips. "I'm having a wonderful time. I was just getting some fresh air is all."

"Good. Because I'd have to compel you to enjoy yourself if you weren't," he deadpans. 

For a brief moment you start to believe him, but then you see his mouth curl into a smile and realize he was joking.

"You almost had me there," you shake your head laughing. "Almost. I didn't know you had it in you."

"Yes, well I do believe my brother is beginning to rub off on me slightly in that regard."

"Let's not tell him that. His ego is already pleanty big."

"Agreed," Elijah chuckles softly.

You can tell there's been a shift in the atmosephere as the voices of the people in the streets grow louder. They are counting down the final minute until midnight. You join in when the countdown reaches the final twenty seconds, cheering at the stroke of midnight with everyone around, watching as all the couples partake in that special midnight kiss, longing for one of your own, but resigned to another kiss-less new years. 

"Hap.." You turn to wish Elijah a happy new year and stop abrubtly when you realize he's no longer standing there. Before you can turn your head to look around you feel a slight rush of air on your other side and slowly turn your head towards it to find Elijah standing extremely close to you. Before you can open your mouth to say anything else he cups the sides of your face with his hands and presses his lips against yours, kissing you tenderly. Your eyes flutter shut for the brief moment and slowly open again when he pulls away. 

"Happy New Year, Y/N," he murmurs as he caresses your face. 

"Happy New Year, Elijah," you smile at him as your face warms from his gentle touch. 

(Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy!)

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Your heart swells as you watch sweet, little Hope unwrapping presents in front of the extravagant Christmas tree. The Mikaelsons really know how to decorate for the holidays. You've never voiced it, but you are envious of Hayley and her adorable little girl. Who wouldn't be? As the girl tightly clutched her new dolly to her chest you casually glance around at the others in the room. Elijah, Rebekah, Freya, Jackson, all of their eyes are transfixed upon the child.

Then you realize who is missing from the group. Klaus. Where'd you woosh off to? You wonder to yourself. 

"You really ought to be more careful where you stand, love," A voice speaks suddenly from beside you beneath the archway.

You jump slightly from the sound and turn to find the original hybrid standing beside you with a smirk on his face. His eyes flash up above you. Following his gaze you tilt your head up and realize you are standing directly beneath a bundle of mistletoe. Your eyes widen in surprise. 

"Oh gosh," You gasp as you shift your eyes back to a still smirking Klaus. You feel your heart rate start to pick up and exhale slowly in an attempt to calm it back down. Even though you've drempt about what it would be like to kiss him, you never thought or expected it would ever become a reality. You start to inch away from the archway when Klaus sticks out his arm out, blocking your way.

"Aw, come on love," he hums softly, "It's a Christmas tradition."

"Niklaus," Elijah's voice rings out calmly from across the room. "If Y/N does not wish to partake in that particular tradition do not force her to." 

You didn't realize he had been observing from a distance and are grateful for Elijah's protective nature, but you decide on a different course of action. "It's okay, Elijah," you call lightly. 

You turn back to Klaus and his awaiting smile and take a breath before leaning in and quickly kissing him on the cheek.

"Now, now, Y/N" He folds his arms across his chest, "That is not the type of kiss one receives when standing under the mistletoe." He raises his eyebrows, an almost wicked glint in his eyes. You find it ridiculously appealing. 

Your heart starts to race again and this time there's no slowing it back down. Taking a deep breath you step towards him. 

"Don't be nervous, love," he murmurs softly, having noticed your speeding heart. "I won't bite."

"Stupid vampire hearing," you mutter softly causing Klaus to chuckle lightly. You swallow slowly as you bring your face closer to his. Butterflies swarm around in your stomach as you allow your eyes to focus on his lips for the first time. Finally you close the gap and gently press your lips against his. You start to pull away a mere second later when Klaus wraps one arm around your waist, pulling you up against him, and places his other hand against the side of your face as his lips move hungrily against yours. Your eyes flutter shut as your hands press against his shoulders and you become completely lost in the moment. 

(A/N: After rewatching a ton of Klaus/Caroline scenes over the weekend this idea came to me about Caroline finally deciding she wants to be with him after so many years and how he’d react to her suddenly showing up in New Orleans. I decided to turn it into a little ‘Imagine’ snippet because I was itching to do these again and couldn’t get this idea out of my head. So without further ado, enjoy!)

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The bustling sounds of the French Quarter float into your ears as you make your way through the busy street. You pause to watch a quartet playing jazz music, your lips curling into a smile as you listen to the beautiful melody. You move on after a long minute. You are unable to keep your eyes from moving all around as you take in the incredible sights the Quarter has to offer. You can easily see why _he _had wanted you to come here with him.

Eventually you arrive at your destination — The Mikaelson Family home. You gaze up at giant structure and all it’s windows and long balconies, mindlessly twisting your daylight ring around your finger as you get your bearings and calm the nerves that suddenly decide to appear. Suddenly you feel a very familiar presence behind you. You slowly turn around and come face to face with a grinning Klaus. Of course he spotted you from one of the windows, you think to yourself.

“Well, this is quite the unexpected surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure of your arrival in my city, Y/N,” Klaus asks, still grinning.

His smile causes your heart to skip a beat, and for a moment you forget the woJrds you had planned to say, but you recover quickly.

“I...came to see you, actually,” you smile back at him. “You once told me how much you wanted to show me this city of yours, and I thought it was time I took you up on that offer.”

“Is that so?” Klaus steps towards you, raising his eyebrows. “And you just expect me to drop everything I’m doing and give you a grand tour?”

His close proximity awakens the dormant butterflies in your stomach. You swallow slowly as you fight to keep them from growing. “I can just ask Elijah or Rebekah to show me around if you’re too busy. I’m sure they’d be more than willing to.”

“That won’t be necessary, love,” he says as you start to turn on your heel to head towards the gate to the mansion when you find yourself being pulled into Klaus’s arms in the blink of an eye. Before you are able to fully process the sudden movement he slams his lips against yours. You wrap your arms around his neck for support as you loose yourself in the kiss. A few moments later when you pull away to catch your breath, he cups your cheek with his hand.

“I’m sorry it took me so long,” you murmur softly as you place your hand on top of his.