@warriorwritcs : caroline.
the first thing he did once he was back from his slumber was to embrance his daughter and to enjoy a nice dinner with his family. once hope was back off to college and freya decided he was in fact rid of the hollow for good, klaus was free to pick up things where he left off and the first thought to cross his mind was a kiss, planted on his lips by one caroline forbes, years ago.
he drove over to mystic falls, decided to think about how to best approach her on the way, but as klaus pulled into the salvatore school, he had yet to make up his mind. part of him was certain she had only entertained him then out of fear or sympathy for his imminent death. after the experience, however, klaus was sure he no longer wanted to wait around for the chance to be with her.
( it might make things awkward for the girls, but hope would understand. )
after a quick look around the school grounds, he found caroline in her office, knocking on the open door with his knuckles to announce himself. despite racking his brain for the right way to do this, klaus found himself at a loss for words. there was no stringing of words that could express how he felt in that moment, seeing her again, alive and well, with an endless sea of opportunities ahead of himself and a single desire in his heart. all he could get out then was a simple, ❝ long time no see, love. ❞
when she had first met klaus all those years ago, caroline had hated klaus. after all, he had spent what felt like ages seemingly torturing she and her friends, so how could she not hate him? he had been the monster in her fairy tale for so long, hatred was the only thing she’d known.
yet, even after all of the pain and agony that he had caused in her life, there was still a part of caroline deep down that cared for him. he was still a person, after all. an evil, diabolical, selfish person sure -- but still a person. he always had a reason for his actions, and she couldn’t fault him for that. when she’d found out that he was dying, caroline found herself overtaken with emotion. sure, when she’d agreed to meet with him for the last time all those years ago, she’d never expected that she would kiss him -- but there was a part of her that never seemed to regret it.
( something she would never admit out loud though? that even after all these years she still thought of him from time to time. )
sitting at her desk, caroline looked up at she heard the knock on the door, and she immediately felt her breath get caught up in her throat. no. it couldn’t be. he was dead. or at least -- he was supposed to be. once again, caroline felt herself overcome with emotion -- only this time, it was anger. she was angry at the fact that someone seemed to be toying with her head and playing with her feelings. within seconds, the blonde vampire found herself rising from her desk and making her way across the room to pin the person who looked like klaus but couldn’t possibly be klaus against the wall. ❝ who the hell are you and what do you want from me? ❞
