#drowninginthequarry

Send me a ♠ for my muse's reaction to walking in on yours masturbating.

     "I'm not much of a cook, but I'm pret--..."

     Palm flat against the open door of their bedroom, Klaus stopped just outside, eyes growing slowly wider.  The gold of his wedding band glinted in his peripheral as the sun reflected off it from behind him and the twenty four year old's lips fell apart, sharp jaw sloping downward.  

     It took a while for him to form any coherent words but once he'd gained control again, he pushed them out hurriedly, still a little shocked by the sight of Stefan moving his wrist rapidly, pants falling from his mouth every few seconds.  His actions stopped quickly enough when Klaus' voice rung out, and Klaus struggled between venturing inside and backing out further.

daisy.: a stefan salvatore fanmix for michelle / {listen}

[ whispers ]: It’s not globs of hair gel, it’s globs of Klaus because reasons. Mads pls.