a/n: my very first time writing smut (read at your own risk)
you kneel between stefan's legs on the soft bed, your hands resting gently on his thighs as you look up at him with warm eyes.
the room is quiet except for the soft sounds of your breathing and the faint rustle of sheets.
stefan watches you with that gentle smile of his, his fingers brushing lightly through your hair as he leans back against the pillows.
"you're so beautiful like this," he whispers, his voice low and tender. you lean forward and press a soft kiss to the inside of his thigh, feeling the warmth of his skin under your lips.
another kiss follows, higher this time, then another, each one slow and deliberate as you work your way upward. stefan lets out a quiet sigh, his hand still stroking your hair with that same gentle touch.
you continue kissing, your lips brushing over every inch of him, leaving a trail of warmth. when you reach his cock, you pause for a moment, pressing a tender kiss right to the tip.
stefan moans softly, the sound sweet and low, his hips shifting just a little under your attention.
you kiss him again, this time along the length, your lips soft and loving as they move up and down.
each kiss is unhurried, filled with affection, and you can feel him growing harder against your mouth.
stefan’s fingers tighten slightly in your hair, not pulling, just holding, as another moan escapes him.
"that feels so good," he breathes, his voice trembling with pleasure. you smile against his skin and continue, pressing more kisses along his shaft, your tongue flicking out occasionally to taste him.
the taste of him is familiar and comforting, and you savor every moment.
you wrap your hand gently around the base of his cock, stroking slowly as you lean in to take him into your mouth.
stefan gasps, the sound turning into a long, sweet moan as your lips close around him. you start with just the head, sucking softly, your tongue swirling around it in gentle circles. his thighs tense under your hands, but his touch on your hair remains light and loving.
"oh… yes," stefan whispers, his voice full of need.
you take him deeper, inch by inch, your mouth warm and wet around him. you move slowly, savoring the way he fills you, the way his cock throbs against your tongue.
each time you pull back, you press another kiss to the tip before sliding down again, your hand stroking in rhythm with your mouth.
stefan’s moans grow a little louder, though still soft and sweet, his hips rocking gently to meet your movements.
"you’re so good to me," he murmurs, his free hand reaching down to caress your cheek.
you lean into his touch, humming softly around his cock, the vibration making him moan again. you can feel the pleasure building in him, the way his body responds to every kiss, every suck, every gentle stroke.
you pull off for a moment to catch your breath, pressing kisses along his length again, your lips trailing from base to tip and back again. stefan watches you with half-lidded eyes, his chest rising and falling with each breath.
"i love when you do that," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. you smile and kiss him once more before taking him back into your mouth, sucking a little deeper this time.
your hand moves in slow, steady strokes, your mouth following, creating a rhythm that has stefan moaning continuously now.
his sounds are sweet, almost needy, each one making your own desire grow.
you focus on giving him everything, your tongue pressing along the underside of his cock as you bob your head.
the wet sounds of your mouth fill the room, mixing with his soft cries of pleasure.
stefan’s hand slides down to your shoulder, squeezing gently as he whispers your name.
"please… don’t stop," he begs softly, his voice trembling.
you don’t, instead taking him even deeper, your nose brushing against his skin as you swallow around him.
he moans louder this time, the sound drawn out and full of bliss. you can feel him getting closer, his cock twitching in your mouth, his hips moving with more urgency.
you slow down just a little, wanting to draw it out, to make him feel every second of this.
your kisses return, pressing along his shaft as you stroke him with your hand, your lips never far from his skin.
stefan’s moans turn into soft whimpers, his body trembling under your touch.
"you’re amazing," he breathes, his fingers threading through your hair again. you hum in response, the sound vibrating through him, and he lets out another sweet moan.
you take him back into your mouth, sucking with more purpose now, your hand moving faster to match.
stefan’s breathing grows ragged, his moans coming one after another, each one softer than the last but filled with so much pleasure.
you can feel the tension building in him, the way his thighs quiver, the way his cock pulses against your tongue.
you don’t stop, giving him everything you have, your focus entirely on his pleasure.
"i’m close," stefan whispers, his voice breaking with emotion.
you nod slightly, taking him as deep as you can, your mouth and hand working together in perfect harmony.
his moans grow louder, turning into a long, drawn-out sound as he reaches his peak.
you feel him cum in your mouth, hot and thick, and you swallow every drop, your tongue still moving gently to help him through it.
stefan’s body relaxes against the pillows, his hand stroking your hair with renewed tenderness.
you pull off slowly, pressing one last kiss to his softening cock before looking up at him with a soft smile. his eyes are full of love and gratitude, his breathing still a little heavy from the intensity of it all.
"come here," he whispers, pulling you up into his arms.
you settle against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body as he wraps you in a gentle embrace.
he presses kisses to your forehead, your cheeks, your lips, each one soft and sweet.
"thank you," he murmurs between kisses, his voice full of affection. you kiss him back, your hands resting on his chest as you both bask in the afterglow.
you lie back against the pillows as stefan moves down your body with that same gentle smile.
his hands slide along your sides, warm and steady, until he settles between your thighs.
he presses a soft kiss to your inner thigh, then another, working his way closer with slow, loving attention.
each kiss lingers, his lips brushing your skin like he wants to memorize every inch.
stefan’s breath ghosts over you before he leans in and places a tender kiss right at your center.
you feel the warmth of his mouth and let out a quiet sound, already melting under his touch.
he kisses you again, softer this time, then again, his lips parting just enough to taste you.
the first slow lick draws a sweet moan from your throat, and stefan hums in response, the vibration making your hips twitch.
he takes his time, licking long and gentle, his tongue moving in lazy strokes that make your breath catch.
every few moments he pauses to kiss you again, pressing his lips to your folds before sliding his tongue back in.
your moans grow a little louder, soft and needy, filling the quiet room.
stefan’s hands rest on your thighs, thumbs stroking soothing circles as he keeps you open for him.
you reach down and thread your fingers through his hair, not pushing, just holding.
he looks up at you with those warm eyes before dipping his head again, sucking softly on that sensitive spot.
your back arches and another moan slips out, longer this time.
stefan answers with a low sound of his own, clearly enjoying every reaction you give him.
he keeps going, alternating between slow licks and gentle kisses, sometimes pressing his tongue flat against you before flicking lightly. the pleasure builds steadily, each movement drawing out more of those sweet sounds from you.
your thighs tremble around his head, but he stays steady, never rushing, just giving you everything with patient affection.
stefan’s moans mix with yours as he works, the wet sounds of his mouth adding to the intimacy.
he slides his tongue inside you for a moment, tasting deeper, then pulls back to kiss your clit again.
your hips roll gently against his face and he welcomes it, pressing closer, sucking a little firmer now while still keeping everything soft and loving.
your free hand grips the sheets as the pleasure coils tighter. stefan notices and slides one hand up to lace his fingers with yours, grounding you while his mouth continues its tender worship.
he moans again when you squeeze his hand, the sound vibrating right through you and pulling another shaky cry from your lips.
your moans turn into soft whimpers, your body trembling under his mouth. he holds your hand tighter, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in soothing strokes while he keeps tasting you.
you feel the edge approaching fast.
stefan doesn’t stop, licking and kissing with that same devoted rhythm until your thighs tighten around his head.
your moan breaks into something louder, drawn out and sweet as the orgasm washes over you. stefan stays right there, licking you through it gently, helping you ride every wave until your body finally relaxes.
he presses one last soft kiss to your sensitive center before moving up your body.
his lips trail along your stomach, your chest, your neck, until he reaches your mouth. you taste yourself on his tongue when he kisses you, slow and sweet.
stefan pulls you into his arms, holding you close as your breathing evens out.
"you’re so beautiful when you come for me," he whispers against your lips, his voice low and full of love. you smile and kiss him again, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on his back.
you stay wrapped in stefan’s arms as he kisses you slow and deep, his hands gliding over your skin like he’s savoring every inch.
his body presses warm and solid against yours, and his cock throbbing against your thigh.
he shifts gently, settling between your legs again, his mouth never leaving yours as he guides himself to your entrance.
he pushes in slowly, inch by inch, letting you feel every bit of him stretching you open.
a soft moan slips from your lips and he answers with one of his own, low and sweet against your mouth.
his hips roll forward until he’s buried deep, and he pauses there, forehead pressed to yours, breathing you in while your bodies adjust to the perfect fit.
stefan starts moving with gentle thrusts, long and unhurried, each one drawing another quiet sound from you.
his hands cradle your face as he kisses you between every roll of his hips, whispering how good you feel, how much he loves being inside you.
your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer, and he moans softly into your neck, the sound vibrating through both of you.
he keeps the pace tender, rocking into you with steady affection, his cock sliding in and out in smooth, loving strokes.
your moans blend with his, filling the quiet room as he fucks you slow and sweet. every time he sinks deep he pauses to kiss your lips, your jaw, the corner of your mouth, like he can’t stop touching you.
your fingers trace down his back, feeling the flex of muscle as he moves.
stefan’s breath hitches when you clench around him, and he answers by pressing even closer, his thrusts staying gentle but deeper now. he moans your name softly, the word trembling on his lips as he keeps making love to you.
he shifts slightly, angling so each slow thrust brushes that perfect spot inside you.
your back arches and a longer moan escapes, and stefan smiles against your skin, clearly pleased.
he keeps that rhythm, gentle and steady, fucking you with patient devotion while his hands stroke your sides and thighs.
your bodies move together in perfect sync, skin sliding against skin, the wet sounds of him inside you mixing with your shared moans.
stefan kisses you again and again, never rushing, just giving you everything soft and sweet. his cock throbs deep with every thrust, and he whispers,
"you're so beautiful"
"all for me"
"my pretty pussy"
you feel the pleasure building again, warm and steady, and stefan senses it. his hips roll a little firmer but still gentle, keeping you right on the edge without pushing too hard.
your moans grow breathier, needier, and he answers with his own, the sound low and full of love as he fucks you through every wave.
he holds you close, one hand sliding down to lace your fingers together again while his other arm supports his weight. his thrusts stay slow and deep, each one making your body sing with pleasure.
stefan kisses your neck, your shoulder, your lips, never stopping the tender rhythm that has both of you trembling.
your orgasm builds steadily until it crests, your walls fluttering around his cock as you moan loud and sweet.
stefan groans softly, fucking you through it with those same gentle strokes until your body relaxes beneath him. he doesn’t stop moving, keeping the pace loving and slow as he chases his own release.
his breathing turns ragged, hips stuttering just a little as he gets close. you squeeze his hand and he moans your name, burying his face in your neck while his thrusts grow slightly more urgent but still tender.
with one last deep push he cums inside you, filling you with warmth as his body shudders against yours.
stefan stays buried deep, breathing hard as he kisses your lips, your cheeks, your forehead.
his arms wrap around you tight, pulling you into a warm embrace while he softens inside you.
you hold him close, trading soft touches and gentle kisses, the afterglow wrapping around both of you like a blanket.
"i love you," he whispers against your skin.
"i love you too," you mumble, already drifting off.
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In many episode's, we see some of the conflict that defines Mystic Falls take place in a church of some kind. In the show, the religious nature of the space is not harked upon. Nor do I think it would serve the general plot if it were (because let's face it miss julie plec isnt the best writer), but as someone deeply interested in unpicking what life would be like for the average person there, the Baptist nature of Virginia cannot be underscored. Matter of fact I think it would help explain why certain character's behave the way they do, and judge with such particular vitriol. Take the coach in season 1, caroline, the towns people. Im not saying religion is the reason as to why people are so catty, what Im saying that this feature of the environment is what has pushed these more hostile interactions to manifest in such a particular way. Now, in the books, the local church played a much larger role in the evolution of the conflict between the characters. It is where Elena tells her aunt how she's getting engaged to Stefan (it was something like that, I read it last ten years ago), but it was detail that stuck out to me. Mystic Falls is a space defined by its Southern roots. By this overt need to be in everybody's business, that is exactly a byproduct of living in a small community defined by its commonality. And what better place to be in people's business than at a church. Imagine religious!reader trying to go to service and Kai sitting beside her, embarrassing her. Asking inappropriate questions too loud. Or maybe, popular!reader going with Elena, the two of them having a little moment the way Alison and Spencer did in those earlier seasons of pretty little liars, where Spencer wanted to see inside Alison's diary.
summary: in which you get your wisdom teeth removed and your gf takes care of you
warnings: none !
a/n: clearing out my drafts ! i genuinely love caroline sm <3
caroline sat in the waiting room with her leg bouncing so hard the chair squeaked.
the nurse had assured her at least five times that everything had gone perfectly.
still, she hated hospitals.
“honey?” the nurse called. “she’s waking up now.”
caroline was on her feet before she even realized she’d moved.
you looked… completely out of it.
your eyes blinked slowly at the fluorescent lights before landing on the blurry blonde figure sitting beside your bed.
you gasped.
“…woah.”
caroline smiled, reaching for your hand.
“hey, baby.”
your mouth dropped open.
“…they let angels in here?”
caroline laughed.
“i’m not an angel.”
you squinted suspiciously.
“that’s exactly what an angel would say.”
“i promise i’m just your girlfriend.”
you stared for another few seconds, genuinely considering it.
“…you have really shiny hair.”
“thank you?”
“…like heaven.”
“i’ll take that as a compliment.”
you nodded solemnly.
“you’re welcome.”
the nurse hid a laugh behind her clipboard before slipping out of the room.
caroline squeezed your hand.
“ready to go home?”
you frowned dramatically.
“home?”
“yeah.”
“…with… the angel?”
caroline couldn’t stop smiling.
“yes, with the angel.”
five minutes later she had somehow managed to get you into the passenger seat.
somehow.
you spent the first minute staring out the window.
the second minute poking at your own cheeks.
the third…
you slowly turned toward caroline.
“…hi.”
“hi.”
you blinked.
“…you’re really pretty.”
caroline grinned.
“thank you.”
“…like…”
you pointed at her.
“…really pretty.”
“you’re adorable.”
you leaned closer.
“…do you have a boyfriend?”
caroline almost choked.
“no?”
“…girlfriend?”
“…yes.”
you nodded thoughtfully.
“…cool.”
there was a long pause.
then—
“…wanna go out sometime?”
caroline burst into laughter.
“are you asking me on a date?”
“yeah.”
“baby…”
she reached over to brush your hair back.
“we’re already dating.”
you blinked.
“…really?”
“really.”
“…that’s awesome.”
“it is.”
another thoughtful silence.
then your eyes widened in absolute horror.
“…oh my god.”
caroline’s smile faltered.
“what?”
you slapped both hands over your mouth.
“i have a girlfriend.”
“…you do.”
“…i just flirted with another girl.”
“…you flirted with me.”
tears instantly welled in your eyes.
“i cheated.”
“no, sweetheart.”
a single tear rolled down your cheek.
“she’s gonna dump me.”
“baby.”
two more tears.
“she deserves better.”
caroline quickly pulled into an empty parking spot because there was absolutely no way she could safely drive while you were having a complete emotional breakdown over… her.
she turned toward you immediately.
“look at me.”
you sniffled miserably.
“i’m a terrible person.”
“you’re not.”
“i asked a pretty girl on a date.”
“you asked me on a date.”
“my girlfriend’s gonna hate me.”
caroline gently cupped your face.
“who do you think your girlfriend is?”
you looked at her with the most heartbroken expression she’d ever seen.
“…caroline.”
“correct.”
your eyebrows slowly knitted together.
you looked from her face…
to her hand…
back to her face.
“…you’re caroline?”
she nodded, trying so hard not to laugh.
“i’m caroline.”
you stared another few seconds.
“…oh.”
she smiled.
“yeah.”
“…you’re still really pretty.”
“thank you.”
“…can i still take you on a date?”
caroline laughed so hard she had to wipe tears from her eyes.
“yes.”
“even though you’re my girlfriend?”
“especially because i’m your girlfriend.”
you let out the biggest sigh of relief imaginable.
“…okay.”
then you immediately started crying again.
caroline blinked.
“why are we crying now?”
“because…”
you hiccupped.
“…i almost lost you.”
“you never lost me.”
she leaned over the center console and wrapped both arms around you.
you buried your face against her shoulder without hesitation.
she rubbed slow circles over your back.
“you’re okay.”
“i’m sorry.”
“nothing to apologize for.”
“i almost became a homewrecker.”
caroline had to physically bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing.
“you literally flirted with your own girlfriend.”
“…that’s actually kinda romantic.”
she laughed into your hair.
“i’ll remember that.”
you sniffled.
“…you smell nice.”
“thanks.”
“…like vanilla.”
“that’s my perfume.”
“…keep wearing it.”
“i will.”
“forever.”
“forever?”
you nodded against her shoulder.
“so i always know it’s you.”
that one hit her right in the heart.
she kissed the top of your head.
“deal.”
by the time you got home, you had completely forgotten the emotional crisis in the car.
instead, you pointed at the front door.
“…who lives there?”
caroline smiled to herself.
“we do.”
“…that’s convenient.”
“very.”
“can we go inside?”
“absolutely.”
she helped you out of the car.
you immediately reached for her hand like it was the most natural thing in the world.
halfway to the door, you looked over at her again.
“…hey?”
“yeah?”
“…you’re still the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen.”
caroline squeezed your hand.
“good.”
“because i think i’m gonna marry you someday.”
she stopped walking.
“…you mean that?”
you nodded with complete drugged sincerity.
“mhm.”
“…after my girlfriend says yes.”
caroline smiled so brightly it almost hurt.
“i think,” she whispered, kissing your forehead, “your girlfriend would love that.”
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You are shaken awake by bonnie; you turn to other side pushing her hand away she pulls your hand making you sit straight hitting you on your shoulder.
“You had me so worried.” She spat sitting down on your bed, smoothing your comforter wait for you to say something.
You smack your lips together “I’m hungry.” She scoffs loudly at that she points at her head.
“You will make me grow grey.” You squint your eyes leaning closer to get a good look she pushes you away. “Come down stairs, I will make something?” bonnie walks out the room to the kitchen, where lucy is sitting nursing her morning coffee. The latter had decided to stay a little longer after taking with you, she even helped bonnie with the tracking spell.
“She awake?” bonnie nods turning on the burner she starts to make you something really quick, she plates the food just as you come down hair damp wearing a dark top and black jeans. You don’t seem surprised to see lucy here only acknowledging her with a nod as you eat your breakfast.
“You’re her mentor now?” the question was directed to lucy, she glance at bonnie with small smile on her face bonnie seems happy too.
“Something like that.” She take a sip of her coffee, “Maybe I can tech you a thing or two.”
“Grams said her magic is chaos magic” lucy spits out the coffee as Bonnie continue unsurely “she couldn’t really teach her. Are you alright?” she pats lucy back as the latter started to cough.
Lucy waves her hand looking at you eating your breakfast without a care in the world, you hand her a napkin she takes it dap her mouth.
“You have the chaos magic?” lucy voice came like she is being chocked, she did chock on her coffee, you nod taking a bite of your apple slice. She lean towards the table palms on the surface as if wants to crawl over it and look at you. “that’s mean you’re scarlet witch.”
You let a nonverbal conformation noise you wash your food down with water “I’m still working on the name; the scarlet witch seems old.”
“that’s because, your magic is ancient source of all magic, which directly put you above all witches and their power.” Lucy almost yells at that you and bonnie look at each other seeing her worked up over your magic, the both you shrug making Lucy scoff at your nonchalance.
“I only read about your myth, what can you do?” lucy asks as her finish her coffee you wave your hand and the coffee refill itself “huh, that’s neat. What else?”
“Anything and everything I want actually.”
Someone ponds at the door and calls your name, you walk to the front door and opens it and find, jackson stands on the other side.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
“Good question.” He muse shifting in his heel he grabs your hand walks you to his car you see Tyler sitting on the passenger seat, the latter frown seeing you his mouth falls open he jumps out the car.
“What the hell! You were dead.” Tyler voice was loud making you and jackson cringe at thar, jackson push Tyler back to the car.
“Shut it. Tyler she’s like a roach she doesn’t die easily.” Jackson gets a smack on his head by you “Sexy roach?” he muses his ability to joke around while his friend is losing his mind reminds you of stiles.
Tyler is having existential crisis on the front seat, as in theory your ghost sits in the back. Jackson drives he looks at you through the rear-view mirror “He triggered the curse.”
Tyler looks guilty at that your eyes widen, looking at back of Tyler’s head “it was accident.” Jackson says quickly casting a worried glance at his friend.
“His uncle left the town, I thought of taking him to derek, but I don’t know how he will take that.” Jackson knuckles tighten on the wheel.
“And the reason I’m here because?”
Jackson glance at you through the mirror “I didn’t who would help him other than you. Do you think you can remove the curse.”
You exhale “there is no curse that makes him go crazy at full moon.” Tyler turns to you, frustrated look on his face.
“How do you know that?”
You lean towards the front “Not important, derek can help you more than me. He’s an alpha he has pack. What you need to know, you can control your urge to kill despite your curse as you believe so.”
“But derek won’t take him since you he killed…. someone even if is accident.” Jackson, scoff he glance at you “If the argents know about it, they would kill him.” He says your name with a pleading tone “ He’s my friend, I can’t just leave him alone okey.”
You lean back “If derek doesn’t want to help then what?”
Jackson smirk at you “That why you’re coming with us.” You crocked your head to side “Come on, that dude respect you more than he does with his pack. Don’t tell me you don’t see he is following you behind like lost puppy all the time.”
“He’s worried.”
Jackson has shit eating grin “which is rare.” You kick the seat making him laugh.
Derek doesn’t bother to look up hearing Jackson’s car appears as he focused on the current task at his hands which is washing his beloved Camero, he’s wearing a white tank top and black jeans, the wet white top cling to his skin, it’s very see through, his broad shoulder muscle flex as he wipe the bonnet of the car, he doesn’t look up when jackson and Tyler steps out the car continuing with his task his head perk up when the door opens and you step out. From his peripheral vision he caught jackson clear his throat shooting you a look though you seems to annoyed by it.
“What are you doing with these idiots now?” derek throw the dirty clothe to side hands by his hip, he narrow his eyes at you.
You offended stance doesn’t amuse him one bit as he raise his perfect thick brow at you, jackson walks towards derek.
“She said you can help Tyler” Jackson not so smoothly lies, your eyes widen at you yell at that, the asshole was ready to pin this on you.
Derek turns to Jackson unimpressed and not surprised, he had already anticipated Jackson brining Tyler to him, though he had asked him not to be associated with to avoid the peace they maintain with the Argents, they both agree that as long as they follow each other code there won’t be any conflict, but he using you as shield was dangerous because that mean they can see how much derek is different with you. Recognition is dangerous thing.
“She’s wrong.” derek try not laugh at the panic rising behind Jackson eyes as latter, Tyler too stands uncomfortably he narrow his eyes at you as you scoff seeing through derek’s faux anger.
“Jackson leave us; I have to talk with her.” Jackson let out a nervous laugh hearing the coldness his voice.
“I mean she didn’t say it like that.” He fumbles with his words.
“Inside now, jackson.”
Jackson glance at you and derek before walking inside the house with Tyler, derek exhale leaning on his car his arms crossed over his chest, his biceps flexes strongly as he does so, your eyes trails the taunt muscle for a second before glancing up his face with to see his lips curled into wide grin, devilish and handsome making you roll your eyes at him.
“You’re an ass.”
He shrug his shoulder as he does so drop of water dip down from his neck to his chest “You think its good idea?”
“You’re the alpha, it’s your decision.” You walk towards him standing few feet away from him, he watches each step you take with measure calculation you’re exactly five steps away from him, your hair is slightly damp, there is dark circle under your eyes.
“You slept alright?” derek stand straight take a step towards you, his frame cover you wholly but never imposing or hiding but as shade sun doesn’t shine down or face anymore, the heat warms his wet back.
You dismiss his question with a wave of your hand “Do you think you can help him?” derek nods he personally doesn’t have anything against Tyler, he understand he will carry the guilt lifelong something he’s familiar with it all too well.
“What is going on with you, you seem more tired now days?” derek asks again taking another step towards you, you’re not stressed that he can tell from your scent. You shrug looking away, derek had taken one more step towards you he grasps your chin gently making you look up at him. “Talk to me.”
You exhale closing your eye “I feel drained.” you hum feeling his thumb cares your cheek just under your eyes.
“Do you know why?” his voice tender almost akin to a soft whisper.
You nod opening your eyes “I think because I’m holding back so much. Even with the training-“
“Then stop.”
You frown at that, derek’s grip tighten slightly not enough to hurt, but to ground you “You’re exhausting yourself trying to control something that’s part of you.”
“I could hurt someone.”
Derek shrugs “I can heal faster; you can let it go with me.”
“You don’t understand, the last time I didn’t……” your voice falters, then steadies “I almost killed all of you, “I wanted to kill them damon earlier…. I don’t even know what I was doing. It wasn’t me.” The words sits heavy between you.
“And don’t think I don’t see the way you all moves around me.” Your jaw tightens “So yeah.” You let out a sharp breath “I feel like I’m fighting with one hand tied behind my back.”
Your gaze flickers up to him “And I’m so tired of it, I don’t have anyone to guide me.”
There was a pause, not awkward or distant but measured, grounding stillness.
“I was scared.” Your eyes widen slightly at his admission, derek expression doesn’t change his voice is steady. “But not of you.” His hands are on your face rough heavy palm grounding you.
“I was afraid because I didn’t know what I was seeing, I didn’t know if you where still there.” His gaze locks on to yours, anchoring with sharp intensity “But I do now.”
“Maybe peter was wrong, you were wrong, locking part of yourself isn’t answer.” He ponders his eyes drifting all over your face his words land heavy as he continue “You don’t have to hold back with me; you’re not going to hurt me.”
“No” you shake your head “You’re just saying that.”
“Then show me again” he doesn’t hesitate pulling your face closer making you gaze at him steadily, but you hesitate.
Derek hand can feel your pulse near your neck beats fast, but it’s not your power but it fear your scent reek of fear, invading his sense, fear that derek fear seeing you. Your hands curl around your long sleeve, he nods silently encouraging you, derek trace the wave your throat bobs chest heaving when you take a deep breath, warmth bloom under his skin, glowing gold vein starts to from under your skin, your attire changes with quick motion, hair no longer damp, adorning the pinnacle and finally your eyes instead of your normal iris, there glow red burning fire, the air seem to bend around you the space wrap as if it is making room for you. When derek feels you float slightly, hands slightly leaving your face, he is quick to wrap them around your waist pulling you closer, you float slightly now tall as him.
Derek hold is steady and warm, pulling you back like an anchor of wild ship, “Yeah” he says quietly no fear, no hesitation. “I see it, still you.” He smiles at you “Nice upgrade actually.”
You let out shaky laugh at that, he pull you down fully holding you close, nose scrunching when his wet body is so close to you. “You are wet and soppy.”
His smile is blinding “Do your magic and dry me.” He says freely sensing your hesitation “Come on.”
You left your palm and flick, the wind around the two of you swirls and pass through you, the heat of the sun rush pass his wet clothes in quick motion. Derek cares your hip as you work your magic, he feels warm and tingling inside as you work, and soon he’s dried and cool.
Derek takes a step back; he cross his arm over his chest “Trying to hide your power seems the cause of your fatigue as you actively try to hide it. Let’s not do that, we will deal with what comes after that.” You nod and derek can already see the weight leaves your shoulder, standing with straight posture.
Outside the town.
Elijah is driving is in his car on his way to the town, the Petrova doppelganger had manged to escape him, though he is still finding her existence after centuries unbelievable, but nature have way of surprising him then again when was his life was predictable, he needs to have elena in his hands before Klaus gets the wind of her existence, klaus might have already known this and have devised the perfect plan to break the curse.
He frown seeing the car of Jonas and Luca stop just by the edge of the town, the two gets out staring ahead the road to the town, Elijah gets out the car strides towards them, undoing his jacket button.
“Gentleman, what seems the problem?” He stands in front of them; the father and son look warily at the town.
Jonas looks shocked as he stared at the town road “I think we should go back.”
“And why would we do that?”
Jonas turns to a panicked look on his face “The air bleeds magic, something far powerful than I ever know.” Elijah glance ahead confused at Jonas explanation, the town had been breeding ground of all sort of supernatural thing so it is not unusual.
“How is this even possible?” Luca wonders sensing the distorted magic that is in the air.
“A dark magic user?” Elijah questions Jonas eyes close sensing the magic that hung in the air he shakes his head.
“No, something more ancient.” Joans corrects “We don’t know what is out there!”
Elijah can see the man wants to leave, that’s what Joans insinuating “You own me many favour Joans.” Elijah state his tone is firm leaving no room for discussion “What is on the other side can be dealt accordingly.”
This is get killed by your employer and also possibly killed by whatever – whoever to be precisely, death is evident for them.
“I’m trust our life with you Elijah.”
“And you have my word.” Elijah promises Jonas and Luca glance at each other before getting inside the car, they cross to the town Elijah glance at towns welcome broad wondering what is the new addition the town had his witches shaking in their boot.
Derek agreed to train Tyler, they are having a pack meeting you don’t wait around for that making your way through the woods to scott’s house, he has been down lately especially since Bonnie started to avoid him while stiles and lydia hit it off and jackson doesn’t seem to mind it all.
As you walks through the wood you see elena and Caroline bickering towards the Fell’s “What are you doing here?” she let out a startled yelp she didn’t even hear you walking down towards her, yeah, she doesn’t have a single sense of self preservation at least she’s with Caroline.
She says your name “You sacred me.” Yeah, no kidding she walks towards you “Last night, how did you escape, stefan and damon couldn’t find you. I was worried why did you leave without saying anything.”
She seem truly upset at that “uhm, I was bored.” You glance at the two before continuing walking Caroline speed towards you stopping in front of you.
“Wait, help me out here.” Caroline says pointing at her friend “Elena, she’s going meet Katherine alone.”
You glance at Elena; she looks annoyed at Caroline as she continues “That’s like the stupid idea ever.”
“Okey, what does this has to do with me.”
Carloine lets out frustrated huff “Agree with me and tell her it’s a bad idea.”
“I think she can think for herself.” Elean looks grateful at your comment though it is wiped when you add “Even if its suicidal” you wave her off “I will go with her.”
“Why would you do that for me?”
You shake your head “No, I just want to know the full lore.” Elena looks at Caroline before nodding “Lead the way.” You look back at Caroline “I will keep her alive.” Caroline nods her face still in a worried frown.
Elena walks ahead with a bag in her slugged over her shoulder, she stops in front of the tomb door she try to open the door you ask her to step back, you open the door telekinetically, she calls out for Katherine, she arrives after a beat.
“Hello, Elena. You come to watch me wither away?” Katherine’s eyes falls on your frame, standing beside Elena with your hands in your shrug’s pocket. “Ahh, we meet again. You know I was hoping to meet you properly. Bonnie’s dead sister came back alive how? Quite a mystery aren’t you.”
You smirk “Not as much as you however.”
“Stefan know you're here?”
“I brought you some things.” Elena shows her the bag.
“You came to bribe me? What is it that you want?”
“I want you to tell me about Klaus.”
“Hmm, you've been busy.”
“I also brought you this.”
She takes an old book from the bag. “It’s your family history. It says in here that the family line ended with you. Obviously, that's not true.”
You look at it “Can I see?” Elena hands you the book, you flip through the pages, it has detailed description of Katherine’s family, even her ancestor’s names and their titles.
“You think that if you brought me some family keepsake that I'd open up?” Katherine eyes scans as you go through the book.
“I also brought you this.” She takes a bottle of blood from the bag and shows it to Katherine. Katherine rushes over towards Elena but she can't get out because of the spell.
“You don't look so good. How long before your body shuts down? 10, 20 years? It must be painful to desiccate and mummify. I can't even imagine.”
“That’s depend on how strong they are.” You comment, Katherine and elena see you hum reading the pages. There is no mention of Amara.
Katherine sits down on the floor. Elena puts some blood in a glass on the ground and pushes it towards her with a stick. Katherine takes the glass and drinks. Her skin regains some of its colour.
“You have the Petrova fire.”
“More blood? “Elena asks Katherine puts the glass on the floor. Elena takes it.
“t's a long story, Klaus and I. It goes all the way back to England, 1492, after I left Bulgaria. Or was thrown out.”
Elena gives Katherine more blood. “Thrown out?”
“My family, your true ancestors, they disowned me. My indiscretions were not tolerated at that time. I had a baby out of wedlock. The shame.”
“rebel” you chimes in closing the book to fully listen the story Katherine shrugs, she doesn’t seems bothered by it, though hint of sadness bleed out from her.
“It was kept secret?”
“Mmhm. My baby was given away. I was banished to England and I had to learn to adjust. So, I quickly became English. It was there that I caught the eye of a nobleman named Klaus. I was taken with him at first, till I found out what he was and what he wanted from me. And then I ran like hell.”
As she retells her memories pour out to you, you can see it all clearly.
England 1492 Katherine is running in the woods. She falls and hides behind a tree. Elijah and his men are looking for her.
“She's here. Katerina! I know you're near; I can smell your blood. It's pointless to run, Klaus will find you wherever you are.”
Trevor arrives and indicates a false direction. “This way. There is more blood over there.”
They leave. Katherine gets up. She tries to leave but Trevor arrives, puts a finger on her mouth and pushes her against the tree. “Head east. I can't lead them astray anymore.”
“I can't run anymore.”
“Never mind. There's a cottage. You'll be safe there. Go now. Go!” She leaves.
Elena’s question has you blinking back to the present “So, what did Klaus want?”
“The same thing that he'll want from you. He wants to break the curse.”
“Please don’t tell me it’s the sun and moon curse, because that bullshit.” Katherine frown at you clearly offended.
“Well, he was pretty set on it.” Katherine sighs “I knew he wanted to break the curse desperately, he wanted me to break it.”
Something is missing and that’s make want to bash your head against the rock wanting to know the hidden detail.
“By sacrificing the Petrova doppelgänger.”
“He wanted to drain every single drop of blood from my body.” Katherine hums, Elena gives another glass of blood to Katherine.
“What does the Petrova blood line have to do with Klaus?”
“It's really tedious but...”
She drinks and crushes the cup. She has regained more of her colour. “The curse was bound by the sacrifice of Petrova blood. Witches are crafty with their spells. The doppelgänger was created as a way to be able to undo the spell. Once the doppelgänger reappeared, the curse can be broken.”
“No, doppelgangers are shadow self of the first immortal. Amara and Silas” you quip up “Since they are nature way of balancing the scale, witches later use their blood to rituals.”
“How do you know that?” Katherine question baffled at the new information.
“I love lores.”
“So, you ran before he killed you?”
“Something like that.” Katherine eyes are dazed as she draw backs to memory lane, pulling you back in her head.
Katherine runs through the woods to a cottage. She knocks on the door. “Help, please help me.”
An old woman opens the door. “Please, help me.”
“I don't invite strangers into my home.”
“No, Trevor. He said that you'd help me.” She pleads tears on her face.
Rose is inside and overhears the conversation. “Damn him. Always making promises I don't want to keep.”
She looks at Katherine. “Let the girl in.”
Katherine enters. Rose goes over to the woman and compels her. “Bring her water and something to eat.”
“You must be Rose. Thank you. Trevor said to show you this.” She shows her the moonstone. “To prove I am who I say and that you'd help me to freedom.”
“You stole this from Klaus?”
“It was to be part of the sacrifice ritual, so I grabbed it and made my escape.”
“People do not escape from Klaus. Everyone who tries ends up back in his grasp and anyone who helps them dies.”
“I know the risk you bring on yourself by giving me aid.”
“I'm risking nothing. At nightfall, I'll bring you back to Klaus and beg him to show us both mercy.” She catches Katherine and pushes her in an empty room.
“No! No!” Rose closes the door.
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“Rose never ended up taking you back to Klaus, did she?”
“No, but not because she had a change of heart.”
Rose enters the room in which she is holding Katherine. Katherine is on a bed. “It's nightfall. Time to go.”
She sees that Katherine is hurt. She's there's blood on her stomach. “When did this happen?
“In the woods, I tripped.”
“It's a lie, I would have smelled it.”
She finds a knife in Katherine's hand and takes it.
“I'd rather die than go back to Klaus. Please, just let me die.”
“If you die then Trevor dies with you.”
She bites her wrist and puts it in Katherine's mouth, forcing her to drink the blood. Her wounds heal. Trevor arrives.
“No. No!”
“Where is she?” Trevor asks.
Rose rushes over to him and leaves Katherine alone. She pushes him against the wall. “You have set us both on the path of death. I only hope Klaus sees the honor in returning that girl to him.”
“He will sacrifice her.”
“Then so be it!”
“I love her, Rose.”
“He'll kill you. He won't stop until he has all of our heads.”
“Then we shall run until we die.”
They hear a noise in the room. They rush in to see what's happened and find Katherine hanging from the ceiling by a rope. She's dead.
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“You killed yourself?!” Elena exclaim in shock.
You had expected something like that, but still it’s tragic, her willingness to kill herself rather than being a passive victim to be sacrificed for undoing whatever stupid curse admirable, it revealing how much she refuse to let anyone determine her fate even if is ancient curse.
“Klaus needed a human doppelgänger. As a vampire, I was no longer any use to him.”
“But it didn't work. You didn't really escape; you've been running from Klaus ever since.”
“I underestimated his spirit for vengeance but living in a suitcase is better than dying so you can have your blood spilled over some silly little rock.”
Elena looks ill at ease.
“What's wrong? Afraid I'm right? You don't want to die? There's another way out.” She cuts her wrist with her nail. She bleeds.
“Better hurry. Your opportunity is going, going, going and gone. I made the other choice.” Katherine taunts.
“What happened after?” you ask though you can just get inside her head, she turns to you watching intrigued at the levitating book she blinks as the book falls on her lap before continuing her story
Katherine wakes up in the cottage.
“What did you do, Katerina? I would have helped you live.” Trevor cries.
“You would have helped me run. That was never going to be enough.”
“It was enough for me.”
“Do you not see, Trevor? She used you to help her escape and me to turn her. Klaus will see our role in this.” Rose said.
“And for that I'm sorry.
“ As am I....for this.”
She rushes over to Katherine with a stake but Katherine grabs the old lady and pulls her in front of herself for protection. Rose stakes the old lady on the shoulder. Katherine drinks the old lady's blood.
“Please understand.”
“You have just signed our death sentence.”
“Better you die than I.”
She throws the old lady into Trevor's arms and leaves with her new super speed.
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“Rose and Trevor spent the last 500 years running because you used them. Trevor just got killed.” Elena informs her however the last part is not true, you had managed to help Trevor poor man had centuries of living in fear, because he loved someone.
Yet you can’t find it your heart to scorn her for that, since it was life or death situation, and Katherine was human at core.
“I never thought he would last that long.”
“You don't even care that you ruined their lives.”
“I was looking out for myself, Elena. I will always look out for myself. If you're smart, you'll do the same.” Katheine admits without hesitation, and you respect that, you nod at her words making elena frown and Katherine grin wide.
She turns away and opens the Petrova book.
“So how much of your little story is true?”
“I have no reason to lie, Elena. I have no reason to do anything but sit here and read and rot.”
“Okay, assuming it's even partially true, that's the reason why you came back isn't it? Because you wanted to be the one to hand me over to Klaus.”
“She hasn’t lied yet, but she’s hiding something.” You walks closer to Katherine “What is that you hide, Katerina.”
“You can tell if she’s lying?” you nod without looking at elena, Katherine stands up, now toe to toe with you the magic is the only thing holding her back, from compelling you she wants to know how the hell you know her that name.
“500 years on the run, I figured maybe he'd be willing to strike a deal.” Katherine, hold you gaze.
“So, you got Mason Lockwood to find you the moonstone.”
“Right again.”
“What else do you need to break the curse?”
“Hmm, look who is getting smarter.”
“It's not just me or the stone, is it? Otherwise, there would be no reason to trigger Tyler Lockwood's werewolf curse.”
“Witches and their spells: so many ingredients, so many people to sacrifice.”
“So, you need a werewolf?” your rush to ask, insides churning with dread.
Katherine grin at you “And now this town has more than enough werewolf to spare.” She pouts “it would be sad if the lather jacket get killed, he was so delicious looking, I might have let him bite me.”
All your compassion throw out the window as you glare at her,
“What else?
“A witch to do the spell. Mine bailed but Bonnie or you will do just fine.” You scoff shaking your head Kathrine seems to enjoy your anguish.
“What else?” elena asks this time.
“A vampire.”
“Caroline.”
“It could have been anyone I suppose but I like the poetry of Caroline.”
“So, you were gonna just hand us all over to be killed?”
“Better you die than I.” she repeats what she once she said rose walking inside back into the tomb, leaving you and Elena to ponder her words.
You walk inside the tomb making elena yell in panic but you didn’t look back, Katherine smirk seeing you walk inside she speed towards you, before she can slam you against the wall you push her down with magic “Don’t try me.” You hiss.
Katherine screams in pain felling her body burn and bones breaks “Let’s be civil, shall we.” She nods you release her.
“What are you?” Katherine coughs sitting up.
“I’m still figuring that part out.” You exhale rubbing your temple “Does Elijah works for Klaus.”
She stand up “They are brothers”
You let out loud sigh “Shit. He saw elena”
Katherine looks surprised “Oh” she glance at entrance of the tomb “stefan is here.” The two of you walk to towards them.
“That's the problem, you won't but you'll die trying. How's that any better?” Elena yells
“There's nothing you can do, Stefan. I haven't even told you the best part of the story.” Katherine says stefan eyes widen seeing inside.
“What are you doing inside, get out of there.”
You wave off his concern turning to Katherine “What happened?”
Katherine arrives at her parents' home. She finds dead people outside. She runs and enters the home. She finds her father dead and sees her mother. She's dead. She rushes over to her. She cries over her mother's body.
“No, no, no, mama. No!”
“He killed them, my entire family, just to get back at me for running. Whatever you do to escape Klaus, he will get his vengeance on your friends, your family and anyone that you've ever loved.”
Stefan looks at Elena. “No, look at me. No, do not listen to her, okay?”
“Always the protector but even you must realize that she's doomed. There's nothing you can do to stop it unless of course you have this.”
She shows him the moonstone.
“What?”
“Oh no, there it is. It's the ultimate lie, isn't it? You spun this whole thing so that we would have to get the stone from you, didn't you?”
You roll your eyes “She didn’t lie about anything.”
She nods “She is right, I didn't spin anything, Stefan. It's the truth.”
“No, let me guess. You want to trade that stone for your freedom, you manipulative, psychotic bitch.”
“My freedom? That's where you're wrong, Stefan. I don't want my freedom because when Klaus shows up to kill us all and he will, I'll be in the tomb, where no vampire will enter because they can't get out. I'll be the safest psychotic bitch in town.”
“I can destroy it.” The three look at you, with a flick of your hand the moonstone float to your palm.
“You can do that?” stefan asks walking closer to you and Katherine
She roll her eyes “Then doom us all, including your friends.” She tries take the stone back but it disappear into red mist.
“Give me the stone back.” She hiss but doesn’t try anything.
You shake your head “I can’t do that, not when a lot of people’s life at risk.” stefan calls your name.
“Get out of there.”
“Would you just clam down. Take elena home.”
Stefan looks at elena with worried eyes, turning back for a second he nods at you before they leave you alone with Katherine.
“Whatever your little brain coming up with, Klaus already have backup plan.” Katherine state as you sit down on the rock.
You asses Katherine “Do you really think Klaus would let you go, even if you hand him us all? Do you truly believe that?”
Katherine falls silent she doesn’t say anything walks further inside the tomb taking the book from the ground, she finds a portrait of her with her parents tears well up in her eyes.
She quickly wipe her eyes hearing you walks up you set a bag that elena left behind, the bag is full of blood bag, she look at you surprised, the bag had been emptied by the time she told the both you about her history.
You catch the glimpse of the photograph, a pang of sympathy bloom inside you, recalling her hellish life especially at period were life was generally nightmarish, yet she manged to crawl out it fighting tooth and nail, he endurance reminds you of derek is some way, both had become victim of inescapable fate at very young age, but both present two different outcome, maybe derek would have been worse if it wasn’t for you all in Katherine’s case she had already decided to never trust anyone again.
“Do you wanna see them?” she stands up watching you warily, like a wounded animal.
“What?”
“I can show you something comforting, looks like you need it.” You explain softly she consider you with suspicious look.
She nod hesitantly your eyes shine red for a second making her startled you left your palm with a wave of your fingers, the scenery change, instead of the dark wall of the tomb it is replaced with a woman sitting in chair rocking a baby, Katherine’s eyes widen seeing her mother she looks younger, she hesitantly take step towards them seeing her mother smile down at the baby, the door opens and her father steps inside with a smile on his face, he crouch down near the chair.
“How is our little girl doing?” her father run his finger down the round cheeks of the baby with wide smile, the parents smile seeing their daughter coo at their attention.
Her mother smiles down at her bringing her to his lips to press a tender kiss on her head.
Katheine eyes wells ups “Is this real?” she asks once you step closer standing beside her, she can feel you nodding as she refuse to look away from the beautiful scene in front of her.
“Just really old memory that you forgot.” You reassure, smiling at the parents swooning over their child.
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Is your fic following canon show like is the reader gonna end with damon ??
great question! while this fanfic is following the canon storyline for the most part, I will be taking many creative liberties 😉 that being said, there is equal opportunity for either salvatore brother to be endgame 🥰
I'd love to know your guesses and/or preferences though! 💖
You were so worried about your little sister Davina. She was one of the girls chose to Harvest ritual. You obviously didn’t want to let it happen but didn’t have a choice.
During ceremony vampires attacked and took Davina away. You were terrified that they’d kill or hurt her. You loved yours sister so much and cared about her a lot.
You wanted to confront Marcel but you weren’t allowed near him. You started going crazy.
Then you heard that Sophie had some plan to defeat Marcel. You probably should be happy, he didn’t let you see your own sister but also you were scared it will bring danger to Davina.
Last few months were absolute hell to you, all you could think about was how you disappointed your sister. What if you were fighting harder for her?
Now poor Davina was held hostage by some vampires.
You didn’t know a lot about Sophie’s plan, you heard some little details that slipped from your friends. One of these was that they brought the originals to town. Klaus Mikaelson & co were supposed to help witches. You weren’t sure about that, you thought they will betray you.
But also you were desperate that’s why you thought it was good idea to get bit closer to Mikaelsons.
And you've got the perfect opportunity.
You sat at the bar, you spent a lot of time trying to look your best hoping you will meet Klaus, well his brother wouldn’t be bad too.
You noticed him sitting alone at the bar, alone, god you hoped Marcel won’t come over.
You sat next to him and ordered a drink. You noticed that he was he glanced in your direction several times.
"So what are you doing here all alone, handsome?" You decided to speak first.
"I could ask the same question, seeing such a beauty all alone is really a miracle."
"Well i just had a hell of a day."
"Oh i definitely know something about that, love."
He looked at you carefully, noticed the dark circles under your eyes from sleepless nights, and the tiredness was very visible on your face.
"What got you so tired, love?"
"Well i am a witch in the french quarter." You answered with humorless laugh.
"Oh yeah, i heard that Marcel despises you and found a way to control you."
"And you probably would like to know what the weapon is?"
"How do you know i already don’t know about it?”
"I think Marcel doesn’t trust you."
"Marcel loves me! I’m basically like father to him!" He said pretending to be offended, keeping hands on his heart. Obviously he knew Marcel didn’t trust him, he wasn’t stupid after all.
"Maybe but he also loves being king."
"Everybody does love power, you witches love it too, that’s why you are so angry that he took it away from you." He responded. "So what? You want me to formed an alliance with you, destroyed Marcel's weapon so you and your coven could seize power? I agree with Marcel on this. Witches can't be trusted!” Wow he was really as easy to rage as you heard.
"No, i mean i wouldn’t mind coven ruling the quarter, but you see, Marcel has a very powerful witch that helps him with that." You said.
"Oh and you probably don’t get along with this bad wicked witch."
"You couldn’t be more wrong." That piqued his interest even more.
"So tell me, love, why are you so interested in that mysterious witch?”
"Because that witch is my sister, she is young, she should be at home, ho out with friends, do typical teenage girl stuff and not be imprisoned and treated as weapon of some wicked vampire king." You knew you probably said too much, that could be really stupid move but you kept too much emotions inside for way too long.
You saw his face became little bit softer. Loyalty to family, that was something that he could understand.
"I’ll try to help get away your sister from Marcel."
—
Some time passed till you and Klaus got to see again.
You were walking on the street when you heard voice from someone who stood behind you.
"Your little sister keeps my brother’s body, love."
"what?" You asked confused.
"Well you see i gave my brother’s body to Marcel, to gain his trust, but Rebekah thinks i should get it back and she found it and he keeps it with your crazy little sister that wants to destroy it or something." He told you and you tried to analyze what he just said to you.
"Davina is not crazy and she wouldn’t hurt even fly." You argued. It was impossible for Davina to want to hurt his brother, unless Marcel manipulated her. Stupid vampires brainwashed your sister. "Also why don’t you just steal brother’s body away? Aren’t you Klaus the Almighty?" You teased and then realized that it might’ve been stupid decision because it wouldn’t be so unlike for him to break your neck. But instead he just laughed sarcastically.
"Well, love, see, me and my lovely sister Rebekah, don’t know where Marcel keeps her."
"And you think i do? That if i knew i’d let him keep her there?! What kind of sister you take me for?!" He really made you angry.
"Of course no, love, i’m sure you care about her, i didn’t mean that. I wanted to ask for your help, could you help me find her?"
"so you would kill her?"
"Do I really look like a teenage witch killer to you?
"i have to be honest or polite?"
"You hurt me love" he said putting his hand on heart.
—
Some time passed you didn’t keep in touch with Klaus. But then you heard that your sister was supposed with him now, which you absolutely hated. How could you let Davina live under one roof with a bunch of monsters and especially a bloodsucking narcissistic sociopathic asshole like Klaus?
You stormed into his house furiously.
"Y/N! Love, i didn’t expect you here! Are you visiting lovely Davina? Or maybe you missed me, hmm, love?"
"Where is Davina?! And why is she staying with you, she should be back home!"
"Don’t get so mad love, i mean you are cute like this but there is really no need for that."
"No need?! you're holding my sister hostage!"
"Look, love, i just can’t let this much power go away like that! But if you want to be with sister? You can move in." He offered.
You didn’t like the idea of living with him and other vampires but you knew that this was better option than to leave your sister alone.
—
The bitterness overflowed for you when you found out that Klaus tried to kill your sister and killed her friend (Crush? boyfriend? You never talked about it, but the most important thing now was that he was dead).
You stormed angry in the room where Klaus was sitting.
"Are you out of your mind?!"
"I knew i’ll see you, i actually heard your angry walk since you walked out of Davina’s room. Quite moody aren’t you?" He didn’t seem like a man that cared that he just killed innocent boy. In that moment you only saw monster and that disgusted you. Especially since at very beginning you believed that maybe he is not as bad as they say, that maybe there was something good in him, that he wouldn’t hurt innocent teenager, but you were wrong.
—
Davina's condition was getting worse and worse, the death of her boyfriend had a very significant impact on her, it's no wonder she was a young girl who had just seen the death of her peer, classmate, someone she cared about and was in love with.
You, on the other hand, were getting angrier with every passing minute that Klaus didn't feel guilty, he even seemed to be in a pretty good mood considering the fact that everyone was mad at him.
However, when Davina became ill, you abandoned any prejudices and even cooperated with him to help her.
You hoped that maybe there would be no need to kill her to finish the harvest.
But I was wrong. Do you remember how much I cried when her throat was slit? You don't remember anything that happened after that.
There in the cemetery, Klaus held you. And after all that, he was the one who took you to your bedroom and kept watch by your bed.
—
In the morning you woke up feeling terrible, you must have been sick, but it didn't matter, nothing mattered anymore because your sister was gone, you didn't protect her, you failed her.
"drink." You heard Klaus’s voice. He was sitting at the end of your bed, offering you a cup of hot tea.
You didn’t think much and took it from him and drank it eagerly. Hot drink with honey was really nice for your sore throat.
He took empty cup from you and put it on the nightstand and then sat closer to you.
"She’s gone, witches were liars, disgusting, monstrous liars!"
"I know, love, i know and i’m so sorry for your lose." He said giving your head a comforting kiss.
After some time your already weakened body got tired of crying and fell asleep on his chest while he stroked your back comforting.
