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Written in Fate Chapter 5

Klaus and Elijah Mikaelson x Reader Book 2- Chapter 5

Warnings- swearing, making out, sexual innuedos, blood, death

Word Count- 7.4k

“He tried buying you a pregnancy test?!?!”

Jenna almost drops the pan she is holding as she throws her head back, laughing in disbelief.

I shake my head in then slam it down on the dining room table in embarrassment. This morning, I awoke to Theo hounding Jenna into grounding me and keeping me from leaving the house. After last night, in which I came home and he thought I had had sex, since I looked “fucked up” in his words, he’s been hounding me about safe sex practices. He only stopped when Jenna pulled him by his ear out of my room this morning. She then had me explain to her what the hell was going on.

“He’s prided himself on being the man in our family, which in his eyes means harassing me for every interaction I have with the opposite gender!”

Jenna pours some pancake batter onto the hot pan and then turns and raises her brow at me.

“And what interaction exactly did you have last night with Elijah?”

My mind goes blank.

Well, not exactly…my mind is filled with images of Elijah down on his knees in front of me and other not-so-appropriate things.

“I think it’s time I have a talk with Klaus and Elijah.”

“What?!”

I quickly stand up from my chair and shake my hands.

“Jenna, you can’t!”

Jenna flips a pancake, “I had the same exact talk with Stefan when he and Elena started seeing each other, and if your relationships with Klaus and Elijah are speeding up, like they clearly are, then I think it is time to set some ground rules with them.

I round the table and walk over to her, “Jenna, please don’t do this to me. I will literally die. This isn’t even your responsibility!”

Jenna turns to me with a stern look, “You live under my roof, making you my responsibility. So yes, I will be having a talk with those two.”

My phone buzzing catches my attention, and with one last loud groan, I stomp out of the kitchen.

I hear Jenna laugh, “Tell the others breakfast will be ready soon!”

I press answer and put the phone to my ear, “What!”

The line is quiet for a moment before I hear a light chuckle that instantly calms my anxious mood.

“A bit early there for you to be so angry, isn’t it, Luv?”

“You try having Theo and Jenna breathing down your neck about safe sex and then get back to me.”

“Luv, if I’m not mistaken, that cockroach you call a brother gave me a 46-minute-long discussion on safe sex, so I know exactly how you feel.”

I pinch my eyes closed, remembering the sex-ed talk Theo had with the two brothers, and I cringe, “Shit.”

Klaus laughs and in the background of the call I hear the sound of a drill.

“How’s the sword finding going?”

Last night, while I was driving back from the college, Klaus called me and asked me to go with him to Italy to find a mystical sword or something. I laughed and said if I was going, then Theo would be coming with me… Klaus then said he’ll see me when I get back.

“My workers are slow, but resilient.”

I roll my eyes as I walk up the stairs to Jeremy and Theo’s room.

“I’m sure the resilience has nothing to do with compulsion.”

“Do you really think that low of me that I would compel these people to work nonstop?”

His sarcastic tone makes me laugh slightly.

“Yes, I do.”

Klaus snorts, “You know me so well, my love.”

I walk over to the boys’ door and knock.

“You should’ve come with me. You would love Italy. The beauty here is almost as breathtaking as you.”

I feel my face heat up slightly at the compliment.

“How long did it take you to think of that one?”

The door to the boys’ room opens, and I mouth to Jeremy who opens it that breakfast is ready. He nods, and then I watch as he walks over to my brother, who is back asleep. Jeremy then flicks him in the forehead, and I hear Theo let out a yip.

“You underestimate just how beautiful I find you, Y/n.”

I roll my eyes and walk into my room to get dressed for the day.

“Your flattery will only get you so far, Klaus.”

Klaus chuckles, “What are your plans for the day?”

I look into my closet, trying to find something to wear.

“I’m getting dressed now, and then I think I’m going to go to the little bookstore in town to see if they’re hiring.”

“You’re getting dressed?”

I furrow my brows, “Yes…Why?”

I hear Klaus’ evil smirk as he says his next words, “Want to FaceTime?’

“Go bury yourself in one of those holes you’re digging up.”

I hear Klaus snort.

“It was worth a shot. Anyways…Why would you want to work there?”

I roll my eyes, “Some of us need jobs, Klaus, to make money. I can’t keep leeching off of the Gilberts. Yes, my parents' life support should be coming any day, but I need to save that for Theo and I’s college funds. Or knowing that Theo probably has his bail money in the future.”

“Luv, I already told you that I would be more than happy to support and that little chihuahua you call a brother. My family has plenty of enough money to do so.”

I pull a shirt off a hanger and throw it on, then walk over to my dresser to grab a pair of jeans.

“I appreciate that, Klaus. But I want to make my own money. I don’t want to owe anyone anything.”

“Y/n-”

“Klaus, I said no!”

My grip tightens on the pair of jeans I have, and I close my eyes as I try to calm my anger down.

“Just breathe, Luv. The full moon is soon, so you’re going to be more emotional and erratic.”

I release a slow breath and listen to the sound of Klaus’ voice, which seems to calm me down. It gives me whiplash how he can get me so riled up and then right after be able to calm me down.

I finally chill out and tug on my jeans. I grab my phone and turn off the speaker, and press it to my ear.

“Will you be there?”

My voice is timid, and I want to hit myself for sounding so pathetic.

“Be where, Luv?”

I sit on my bed and mess with one of the loose threads of my blue jeans.

“My first full moon…will you be there with me?”

“Not even the devil himself could stop me from being there with you,” Klaus’ voice no longer holds any sarcasm. Instead replaced with a tender tone, “Your first full moon will be nothing like mine was. I promise you that.”

A knock comes from my door, and because of my stupid super smell, I know it’s Elena on the other side.

“I’ve got to go. Good luck finding your sword.”

“Goodbye, Luv. I will see you soon.”

I pause for a moment, but Klaus doesn’t hang up; he just simply waits.

“Thank you.”

“No need to thank me, Luv. Have a good day. I will call you later.”

I hum in agreement and then hang up the phone.

I walk over the the door and frown as I see the torn look on Elena’s face.

“What’s wrong?”

—

So Stefan’s missing. I told Elena and Damon that he’s probably off just finishing off a family of squirrels, and we shouldn’t worry, but all I got were annoyed looks. We then made our way to Tyler Lockwood’s house because Tyler and Damon got a message saying that Jeremy is at the grill and that Connor’s going to kill him if they don’t show up.

I hate my life.

Thankfully, Theo decided he was too stressed out and just stayed at home.

“So we each take an entrance and hit him at the same time,” Damon is trying to come up with a plan for how we’re going to kill Connor.

Stefan walking into the room makes Elena quickly get up and run towards him. He hugs her, and I roll my eyes.

“Where the hell have you been?”

Damon questions his brother.

“Coming up with a plan.”

“Yeah, we have a plan. Plan is I’m going to rip Connor’s heart out and feed it to him.”

“A shitty fucking plan,” I mutter under my breath, which gets me a glare from the raven-haired vampire.

“That’s not a plan. We need to be careful,” Stefan agrees with me, “Connor has Jeremy and who knows how many other hostages.”

“Hence the open heart surgery.”

“Damon’s right,” Elena agrees with Damon, and I gawk at her, “Connor’s strong, but he’s not gonna be able to take all of us.”

“I called in the hybrids to help, too,” Tyler says, and I close my eyes, thinking how this all feels like a goddamn telenovella.

I rub my forehead with my thumb and then stand up, “Can we just think for a second, guys? Yes, Connor may not be able to take all of us, but he is smart. He’s been able to survive this long with all the times you all have tried to kill him. Us just going in there guns blazing is exactly what he wants. Think about it, why would he want all these supernaturals in one place?”

They all seem to think about it for a moment before Elena nods, “She’s right. We need to be cautious.”

I point at Elena with a small smile, “Finally, someone listens to me.”

Elena sends me a smile.

“My mom put squad cars blocking the streets,” Caroline says as she enters the room, “They’re saying it’s a faulty gas main. We’re good to go.”

Elena then walks over to me, “Can you call Elijah? I wouldn’t ask but…it’s Jer, Y/n.”

I nod quickly, “Of course.”

“Hold on, okay! No one is going until I figure out what we’re walking into,” Stefan stops everyone from leaving.

“Hold up. Is that what you’ve been doing all morning? Playing boss-pants?”

Damon’s question makes me roll my eyes as I get out my phone and text Elijah everything that’s going on. It’s only a moment later that I get a message from him telling me that he’ll be right over.

“We just need to be cautious, especially if he has werewolf venom.”

Elena’s face falls, “Does he?”

“He’s had it before.”

Damon shakes his head, “So what if he does? Pukey over here has got the cure for a werewolf bite wrapped around her finger.”

I roll my eyes, “Okay, one, I do not have him wrapped around my finger, and two, Klaus is on the other side of the world right now. If one of you were to get infected, there’s no way he could be here in time to heal any of you.”

Damon scowls, “Fine. Fine. You wanna take some time to do recon, you get one hour. But we’re gonna need some extra help so where the hell’s the Wicked Witch of the West?”

“She can’t do magic,” Caroline tells him.

“Really? Well, call her, tell her Jeremy’s life is in danger. Maybe that will bring her out of retirement.”

That’s the last thing Damon says before he leaves the room, not before shoving Stefan on the way out.

“Anyone else get the urge to maim and torture him on a daily basis?”

My question is met with everyone in the room raising their hands in agreement.

“Ya.. I thought so.”

—

“Elskan?”

I turn around in my spinny chair to see Elijah entering the room. I had to text him that we moved locations to Alaric’s old apartment so we could have a better view of the Grill.

I walk over to him, and he quickly grabs me for a hug. I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head.

“Oh, goody! Suit and Tie is here,” Damon’s annoying voice makes a small growl escape Elijah, and I chuckle.

“Yes, well, it appears that once again you lot need my help,” Elijah says as he straightens out his tie and then wraps his arm around my waist.

Damon opens his mouth, probably to say something sarcastic again, but Elena interrupts him.

“Thank you for coming, Elijah. We appreciate the help,” She smiles at him thankfully.

Elijah nods once, barely giving her a reaction, “Y/n asked me to help, so I came.”

“Oh, look, there he is,” Damo says as he looks out the window at someone.

I walk to the window and see Stefan on the phone ,walking towards the Grill.

“Who do you think he’s talking to?’’

“Hopefully, Witchy,” Damon says as he grabs a large piece of paper and presses it down on a nearby paper.

Elijah guides us over, and I see that the paper appears to be blueprints of some kind.

“What is that?”

Elena peers down at the prints.

“It’s our way in, courtesy of Alaric Saltzman’s interest in the Mystic Falls underground railroad.”

I glance back at Elijah, whose eyes are darting around the map, and a quick squeeze to my side tells me he notices my staring, and I quickly look away.

“The tunnels, like the ones in the Lockwood cellar.”

Damon pulls out his phone and snaps a photo of the map, “Yep…”

Elena picks up her ringing cellphone and I hear Stefan onthe other line.

“What do you got?’”

“I can hear some voices,” Stefan says.

“How many hostages?”

Stefan is quiet for a moment, “Three…but Elena, it’s Matt and April Young.”

Elena looks up in shock, “What?”

“Those two idiots. They’re like danger magnets,” Damon growls.

“We have to get them out of there.”

Ya, no shit, Elena.

“Yeah, I just need a little more time.”

“No offense, Stefan, but Connor doesn’t really seem like the patient type,” I say into the phone.

“I know…”

Damon gives a sarcastic goodbye, and Stefan hangs up.

“I’m going in these tunnels,” Elena says.

“If you’re going, then so am I.”

Both Damon and Elijah instantly disagree with us.

Damon turns to him, “You two have us agreeing on this. Do you realize how stupid you have to be for that to happen?”

“I suggest you watch who you call stupid, Mr. Salvatore,” Elijah narrows his dark eyes ay Damon, who just rolls his own.

Elena begins to walk off and I follow her. Damon grabs Elena whilst Elijah speeds in front of me.

“This guy doesn’t know you’re a vampire, let’s keep it that way.”

“I will not allow you to go in there when we don’t know for certain what will happen. I will not risk your life over some hunter with a vendetta.”

I glare up at Elijah, and I hear Elena and Damon in their own argument behind us.

“I didn’t know I needed your allowance, Elijah,” My words drip with venom as I look up at Elija,h who is looking at me with a stern look.

“I let you make many choices for yourself, most of which you find yourself in danger afterwards, but this time I will not watch you walk into danger.”

“Jeremy is in there, Elijah! Theo would never forgive me if I let something happen to him. I’m a werewolf now, I can protect myself.”

Elijah shakes his head, “Your healing is nowhere near fast enough to save you from dying if you were to get shot or worse. I will go, but I can’t focus on saving Jeremy’s life if I know you’re there as well in danger. So please…stay.”

All of a sudden, I hear a whoosh and see Elena straddling Damon with a crossbow to his chest.

“What the fuck just happened?”

—

I’m going to kill myself. It’s been 20 minutes of Elena pacing and Damon making snarky comments to Elijah, most of which Elijah pretends not to hear, others of which earn him a glare.

Elijah sits with me on the edge of Alaric’s bed as he strokes soothing circles on my back.

I have been continuously doing my breathin exercises to keep my emotions forom flaring up. Having Elijah next to me has been helping.

“How are you feelings?’

I glance over to Elijah whose eyes mark every inch of my face.

“Worried. Angry…Hungry.”

Elijah’s upper lip twitches, “When this is over, I’ll take you to get something to eat, alright?”

I nod and then press my head into my hands.

“Will it always be like this? Constantly fighting one evil after another?”

Elijah releases a sigh and I feel his hand brush down my hair, “Not always, my love. This town just seems to have a way of bringing the worst out of people.”

I nod and then throw myself back so I’m now laying on the bed, gazing at the ceiling.

“Where’s your favorite place in the world? After a thousand years you must have one?’

I turn my head and see Elijah ponder my question. His hand comes and rest against my thigh and a flash of images from last night flow through my mind.

Jesus Christ you horn dog, not now!

“There’s a small village in France that I’ve always been partial too. It’s in the country side so it’s not burdened by the mess of the city. The people there have always been very welcoming as well, making it one of my favorites.”

I gaze at him, “One of your favorites?”

Elijah smiles softly at me, “It used to be my favorite…”

“What’s your favorite place now then.”

“Anywhere you are.”

A giddy feeling flows through me and I roll my eyes trying to act nonchalant.

“You’re so sappy.”

Elijah laughs quietly, “I wasn’t before I met you. You’ve softened me immensely.”

I sit up and playfully knock him with my shoulder, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to make the great Elijah Mikaelson a big softy.”

Elijah leans down so his mouth is a breath away from mine, “It’s a burden I can live.”

I gaze at his lips as he inches closer and right when I go to press my lips to his the front door slams open.

“For fucks sake, Stefan,” I growl under my breath.

Elijah squeezes my thigh.

“Did you find the tunnel map?”

Damon responds, “Got it, it wa in his weapon’s drawer with seven stakes some weird MacGyver crossbow and the last remaining vervain in Mystic Falls. So… How about we get this party started?’’

“Not yet. Klaus is sending one of his men. He’ll take the front, you, Elijah and I will take the tunnels.”

“Since when do we team up with Klaus and the Lollipop Guild?”

I look to Elijah to see if he knows anything about Klaus’ involvement but he shakes his head slightly, not taking his questioning glance away from the two brothers.

“Well, I already told you Connor has werewolf venom. We need someone to draw his fire, the hybrids are immune to it, so they’re our best bet.”

“Well, how are you sure he even has werewolf venom?”

I lean closer to Elijah, “Everytime he opens his mouth I swear he gets more stupid.”

Elijah’s upper lip twitches.

“I heard that Pukey,” Damon points at me and I smile at him.

“Why is Klaus involved, Stefan?”

“His soulmate needs his help and stop being paranoid, Damon.”

Ok, no need to bring me into this.

“Start telling the truth, Stefan. Why is Klaus involved? Pulley here hasn’t called Klaus once, there’s no way she told him to help. Did he compel you?”

“I am telling you the truth! This is the best way to get everyone out.”

“Can you two just stop arguing,” I stand up and Elijah quickly follows, “So what if Stefan isn’t being truthful, it’s not the first time! As long as we are able to get Jeremy, Matt and Amy out-”

“April,” Elena corrects me.

“Right, Abby. That’s what I said. As long as we get them out safe who the fuck cares. You two need to get over whatever little fight you’re currently having. There is worse things happening right now then you two having yet another pissing contest.”

“Y/n is right. We can’t waste anymore time arguing with one another. We need to act now,” Elena agrees with me.

“Great. Thanks for that,” Damon smirks sarcastically at her, “I don’t even have to ask suit and tie if he agrees because Pukerella could tell him to drop off a bridge and he’d ask her if she wanted him to do a flip on the way down.”

I see Elijah roll his eyes at Damon’s theatrics but yet he doesn’t disagree with him.

“Whatever screw your plan Stefan. I’ll kill Connor myself,” Damon begins to walk away but Stefan quickly stabs himself with a knife. Temporarily killing him.

I flinch back and Elijah slightly pushes me behind him.

“What are you doing?!”

Elena yells at Stefan who then goes on a tangent about how Damon had the right idea about the tunnels but because he lacks heart or whatever he’ll just get everyone killed.

“I’m coming with you!”

“You’re not coming with me,” Stefan shakes his head at his ex-girlfriend.

“You need my help!”

“What if Connor attacks you and you have to kill him to defend yourself? Elijah will be there to help me. He’s invincible.”

Stefan and Elena then have a small argument which Elijah and I just watch. I look to Elijah who seems to be incredibly bored with the theatrics of everyone today and I reach down and grab his hand with mine. He turns to look and me and he smiles.

“Please be safe…I know you’re immortal and all but…”

I pause and Elijah leans down and places a kiss to my lips. It lasts only a moment but it doesn’t stop my heart from skipping a beat.

“You worry too much. I understand now why you and Miss Gilbert are friends,” He smiles softly at his joke and I shove him.

“I’m being serious. If something were to happen-”

“Elskan, it won’t. I will get Theo’s friend out safely and then after I will take you to get something to eat…I give you my word.”

I release a breath and nod.

“Okay. Sorry for freaking out I just love you and if anything were to happen I don’t think I could handle anything else going wrong right now.”

I look up to Elijah who is staring blankly at me.

I frown, “Elijah what’s wrong?”

“Elijah, are you ready?”

Elijah leans back with a sharp breath and looks at Stefan. Elijah quickly presses a kiss to my head and then walks out the door with him.

Why was he acting so weird? One second he was fine and then the next-

Oh fuck.

OH FUCK.

“Y/n, what’s wrong?”

I sit down on the end of the mattress and stare wide eyed at Elena, “I think I just told Elijah I’m in love with him.”

—

Elena tells me I’m being dramatic and that even a blind person would’ve been able to tell that I’m in love with Elijah. Gee thanks.

So now I’ve just been sitting here for the past 40 minutes replaying tht conversation with Elijah over in over in my head again.

The very time time I tell someone I’m in love with them and one, I don’t get a response and two I freak the fuck out.

I need to go to therapy.

BOOM

I jolt up quickly as I loud boom shakes Alaric’s apartment and Elena looks at me scared. We both bolt over to the window and see smoke coming from the Grill.

Elijah can’t die. Elijah can’t die.

I just keep repeating that to myself as Elena tries calling Stefan.

A low groan escapes Damon and Elena tries to get him up but when he sunlight hits his hand it burns him.

Stefan you fuck.

“Why would Stefan take your dayligth ring?”

Elena’s question is frantic as Damon rolls over annoyed.

“Because he’;s playing us. All the stalling, getting the hybrids, taking my ring, add it up. He’s either made a deal with Klaus or he compelled him.”

Elena turns to look at me but I shake my head, “Klaus hasn’t told me anything, I promise.”

“Then I need to get in there,” Elena starts to run for the door and I follow.

“No you two, this guy is dangerous.”

“So are we, Damon,” Elena yells at him and I fight back the urge to cringe.

“Then you need to be smart. He doesn’t know you’re a vampire. And he doesn’t know you’re a werewolf. You guys get as close as you can and you kill him.”

Elena doesn’t waste time as she grabs me and eads me out of the apartment.

I swear this girl has lead me places I wouldn’t even go to with a gun.

—

Elena doesn’t even pause as she pulls open the door and runs through it. With a sient growl I follow behind her.

“Please! Don’t hurt him!”

Connor pulls a gun on us and I haver a flashack to the time when Caroline’s mother shot me over the summer in this same place.

“You two come any closer, he’s dead,” Connor points the gun at Jeremy.

“Elena and Y/n, get out of here!”

Jeremy yells at us but we don’t listen.

“He’s just a kid, Connor,” I try to reason with him, “He’s not a vampire, he’s never killed anyone,” I think…, “Killing him would make you just as bad as the vampires. Don’t be like them, be better.”

“Please,” Elena continues for me, “He’s my brother. I need him. Just let him go.”

“You hear that? Your girls’ are watching,” Connor yells, most likely to Elijah and Stefan, “I will shoot the boy right in front of them! On the count of three. One! Two!”

Right when Connor’s about to pull the trigger Stefan stands up and Connor shoots his gun. A whoosh of movement comes from beside me and I see Elena tackle Connor. I run to help her but the smell of blood stops me. I swallow deeply as I follow the scent to see Jeremy lying on the ground clutching his side. Before I can run to him Stefan quickly grabs him resulting in an explosion. A quick movement throws my over a table and I blink rapidly to see Elijah covering my body with his own. I release a small breath as I see him.

The sounds of Elena grunting make me practically throw Elijah off of me and I run and tackle Connor to the ground as I see him try to stab my best friend. Connor and I fight for dominance and I throw a hard fist right into his throat resulting in a sickening crack. He stumbles for a moment before he picks up the stake and runs at me with it, I snort as he tries stabbing me with it and I quickly kick him right in the gut sending him flying back. He groans in pain as he lays against a broken table and everything in me is telling me to end it now. End him now. But before I can take another step Stefan speeds in fron of me, grabbing Connor, and then speeding out of the Grill.

I whip around to see Elena feeding Jeremy her blood and then I see Elijah looking at me with an odd expression one which almost looks like adoration. Elijah walks over to me and smiles.

“It appears I continue to underestimate you.”

I smirk, “And it appears you need to stop doing that.”

Elijah takes another step towards me but a flash of pain washes over his face making me run to him.

“What happened?”

Elijah strips off his suit jacket and that’s when I notice the blood coming from his upper chest. I quickly unbutton his top two buttons and gasp when I see the dark veins surrounding a bullet hole.

“The hunter shot me with a bullet filled with werewolf venom. I’ll be fine, just will take a few hours to heal.”

I place my hand over it and frown.

“I’ll stay with you until you’re healed.”

Elijah shakes his head, “No, it’s too dangerous. I won’t be myself, I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

“I thought were just talked about you underestimating me? Keep complaining all you want Elijah, I’m going with you.”

I turn to Elena who clearly heard everything as she nods for me to go. I look down at Jeremy and give me a smile in which he returns.

—-

“Oh God, stop acting like a baby and just lay down,” I mutter to Elijah as he continues to fight with me about me staying with him.

I push Elijah down and with my new strength and his sickness I’m able to. Elijah hits his pillow with a sigh and he closes his eyes. I leave him for a moment and walk into his bathroom to grab a wet cloth. I return to see Elijah writing in pain. I quickly run over and sit next to him on the bed and place the wet cloth to his head.

“Shhhh, it’s ok. I’m here. Just breathe.”

I use the rag to wipe some stray sweat from his brow and he moans softly.

“That’s it.”

I lean forward and grab the edge of his dress shirt, which is now covered in blood and sweat and rip it off his chest, leaving him in a wife beater.

I lift up his arms to take the rest of the shirt off and then throw it onto the ground.

“If you wanted me to naked you could’ve just asked,” Elijah’s voice comes out hoarse and I laugh.

“Stop talking and just relax.”

—

“How long are you going to take to heal,” I mutter as I look at the still nasty wound Elijah is sporting.

It’s been over three hours of Elijah thrashing back and forth and muttering words I can’t distinguish. Once when I was wiping his forehead he let me into his thoughts and I saw a small glimpse of him many years ago.

Flashback-

“Brother we need to hold out hope,” Elijah tells his brother as he walks past dead bodies thrown around the room.

Klaus whos long hair sticks to his face thanks to the dark red blood coating it glares at his older brother, “It’s been 500 years of her haunting me, Elijah! If she existed she would’ve shown by now! Just accept it she doens’t exist!”

Elijah shakes his head at his brother’s words, “Then why would mother tell us she did? Why give us that hope?” Klaus throws the body of the peasant woman he just drained, at his feet, “Because she loathes me! She’s punishing from the grave! Giving me visions of eyes that I will never see in the hopes I go mad! And you’re a bloody fool if you continue to believe in this soulmate nonsense.”

Elijah watches his brother storm out, and with a sigh he glances at the bodies once more.

“Then a bloody fool I will stay, brother.”

Not many men can pull off long hair but Elijah and Klaus can. But, maybe I’m being partial. After that vision though I gave Elijah some space. Not because I was scared but because I wouldn’t like it if someone was fishing around in my head, so I wouldn’t do it to him. But because of my continuous boredom I’ve resulted in snooping around Elijah’s desk.

Dude’s kinda boring.

He doesn’t do much other than write in his journals, which I snooped in for a moment before getting a migraine reading all the self loathing stuff he writes. Then I went through his closet, all suits. Literally. ALL SUITS. Which has made me come to the conclusion that he must sleep in the nude. Now I’m going through his desk, which doesn’t hold much except some papers about my mother’s cremation bills and such.

“Father no!”

I stand up from my chair and and run over to Elijah who has started violently thrashing in his sleep.

“Elijah, hey, it’s ok! I’m here,” I try to wake him up but he seems to be in a deep slumber. With one last harsh shove his eyes fly open, making me stand up.

He looks at me but his usual soft expression is absent. A much darker look comes onto his face as he turns over and stands up.

I raise my hands and slowly back up.

“Elijah, it’s me. Calm down,” My back hits the wall as Elijah continues to stalk forward.

“I won’t let you hurt her, Father!”

Elijah jumps forwards and before I feel him on me I hear a loud snap and watch as Elijah’s body drops to the ground.

“Well, it appears much has happened in my absence.’’

I look up from Elijah’s body to see Klaus glaring at me.

—

“Bro you need to chill out,” I annoyingly call after Klaus as I follow him down the stairs.

He whips around and points a finger at me, “One, do not bro me. I am not your bro, I am your soulmate. And two how idiotic could my brother possibly be to let you watch over him while he’s infected!? I fI wasn’t here he would’ve killed you, Y/n!”

I shake my head, “No, he wouldn’t have.”

Klaus’ eyes bug out of his head and he runs an exhausted hand over his face.

“You’re going to be the death of me!”

I suck on my teeth at his words and shrug.

“You can’t die…”

His eyes narrow at my words and then he closes them and I watch as he releases a breath, almost like he’s trying to calm himself down.

A low growl from my stomach fills the quiet room and I quickly try to think of tall buildings in Mystic Falls I can jump off of instead of dealing with my embarassment.

“When was the last time you ate?”

I frown as I try to remember, I wasn’t able to eat breakfast since Elena and Damon needed me so…last night I guess.

“If it’s taking you this long to think about it, it’s clearly been too long,” Klaus groans, “Come on.”

He walks away and I follow him into the kitchen.

“Sit.”

He points to the stool at the marble island and I listen. Not really feeling like arguing with him anymore. I watch silently as he grabs different items from the fridge and starts mixing them together.

“You were just mad at me and now you’re making me dinner?”

Klaus pauses momentarily before going back to chopping onions.

“Just because you piss me off sometimes doesn’t mean I want you to starve.”

I roll my eyes, “Gee thanks.”

Klaus continues to move through the kitchen with ease and I watch every step.

“Do you cook a lot?”

Klaus grabs a pan and puts it onto the burner.

“Not usually. Needing only blood I don’t go out of my way to make food, but it is a skill I picked up over the years.”

I hum, “What are you making now?”

“Chicken Parm.”

My stomach growls at his words and I hear him chuckle slightly.

The kitchen goes back to silence as I watch Klaus finish the first part of the dish and put it into the oven. He then grabs a bottle of wine from the side of the island and two glasses. I watch as he pours a small amount into each and then passes me one.

“I don’t drink.”

Klaus rolls his eyes and turns the label of the bottle towards me.

Grape Juice.

“I know.”

My chest warms up as I grab the juice.

“You like grape juice?”

Klaus swirls the dark liquid in his glass as he leans against the counter casually. The smell of breaded chicken filling my nose.

“Not particularly.”

I furrow my brows, “Then why buy it?”

He gives me an “Are you dumb” look.

Oh.

Me.

“Just because I don’t drink doesn’t mean you can’t. I’m not going to subject you to drinking juice.”

“I’ll survive.”

We’re quiet for a moment. Just watching the other.

“So you bought this for me?”

Klaus nods slightly, “Had some of my hybrids pick out food and drinks you might like.”

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to.”

A small smile comes onto my face at the thought.

“What?”

His confusion makes me laugh.

“I’m just imagining your invisinsible hybrids making a trip to the supermarket for grape juice.”

Klaus rolls his eyes. Before his face shifts slightly.

“I missed our date.”

I shrug, “You were busy, I get it. It’s not like I didn’t have an eventful day either. We’ll just have to reschedule.”

Klaus’ mood seems to lighten at my comment and he nods, “I’d like that. I’m thinking we take my jet to somewhere on the coast and enjoy the sunset.”

His words make me laugh until I realize he’s not joking.

“Jet?! Also Klaus as amazing as that sounds, I don’t need all of that for a first date…a second maybe but honestly I’m fine with a movie and popcorn or something chill.”

Klaus’ face morphs into something close to disgust.

“Something chill?”

I snort at his tone.

“Yes Klaus, something chill. You may be used to the high life but I’m not. I don’t need something extravagant to be impressed.”

Klaus is clearly pondering what I’m saying.

“Movie and popcorn?”

I nod.

“Movie and popcorn.”

“I guess I can work with that.”

—

“You’re joking right?”

Klaus throws his head back laughing, “Cross my heart, I swear I’m telling the truth.”

I take another bite into my food as Klaus tells me about the time he once went to a gay bar with Alastair back in the 80s.

“I don’t think I’d ever been hit on so many time in over a thousand years. And of course there’s Alastair pissed off in the corner that I’m getting all of the attention. Always one for the dramatics that one.”

I snort in agreement, “You could say that again.”

I smile softly as I look at Klaus. There’s something so boyish and carefree about him in this light. He’s not plotting anyone’s demise or stealing candy from any babies which might help but something about him like this tugs at me heart.

“You’re staring.”

He points his fork at me with a small smirk.

“I like talking to you like this.”

He looks at me then goes back to cutting his chicken, “Like what?”

I shrug and go back to my own food, “I don’t know…casually. Without any threats of danger in our midsts. It’s almost like…”

I stop myself from continuing and Klaus raising his eyes to glance at me.

“Like?”

“It’s going to sound stupid.”

Klaus laughs to himself slightly, “I assure you I’ve heard worse.”

I suck on my bottom lip anxiously before continuing, “Like a normal couple…I mean I’m not saying that we are that…you know a couple or whatever. But like not two people destined to be together by some weird fate thing. I guess, I don’t know. I’m tired don’t take what I say too literally.”

Klaus eyes me and I quickly turn to gaze at my meal.

“I used to loathe you.”

I quickly look up and eye him.

“Okay, fuck you too I guess,” I growl and he rolls his eyes.

“Just let me finish, okay?”

I roll my eyes but stay quiet for him to continue.

“When my mother told me that my soul would go to another and I would have something that belongs to just me. That would never leave me, never betray me…I was ecstatic. I had never felt like I had truly belonged and for the first time in a long time I had hope. And then the years progressed centuries past and in that time I came to find that the one thing that was supposed to belong to me wasn’t just mine to own, but also my brother’s. I was distraught…angry. When I found out I daggered Elijah for 15 years. When I took the dagger out I told him that we were going to find you and that we would have you choose. Him or I. Years we looked for you and as those years continued my anger grew. Not because of you but because of the false hope of you. Everytime I thought I got close to finding you I was let down. That’s how it was for centuries. In that time Elijah and I both had our own ideas about who you were…how you acted. Elijah thought you’d be smart, scholarly. I on the otherhand wanted you to be adventurous, something cruel and cunning. It wasn’t until around the 18th century that I stopped looking for you. I had told myself that if you were real I would’ve found you already. And that’s when I began to hate you. I chalked you up to be some sick trick by my mother. One last spiteful thing that she had done to me. That’s why I was so adamant on breaking my curse. Not just because I wanted my wolf side but because I wanted to spite her for lying to me about you. For making me love a lie. And then you were there. And I didn’t know whether to hate you or love you. I treated you horribly because I thought you were something my mother continued to trick me with. I apologize for that. I couldn’t believe that after a thousand years I had actually gotten the one thing I had always dreamt about.”

Klaus clears his throat and then picks at his plate once more.

I’m quiet as I think of what to say.

“Growing up I always felt off. Like everyone else around me was in on some inside joke that I never knew about. I was always the odd one out. Always grasping for something even though I never knew what that something was…until I met you and Elijah. I don’t know if it was the fate thing or not but the moment I met you two everything felt different. I felt different. Not better…just more whole. Like that something I had been searching so long for was finally mine. So I don’t blame you for hating me. If I had lived a thousand years feeling like I have for the past 18, I would’ve lost my fucking mind,” I laugh sadly to myself.

Klaus stands up from his spot and walks over to my side of the table I turn slightly so he’s looking right down at me, he grasps my chin lightly and I blink slowly as I stare up at him.

“Was I how you thought I would be?” My voice is quiet and I’m unsure I want to hear his answer.

Klaus leans down so I feel his breath on my lips, “You’re so much more.”

Klaus presses his lips onto mine and I lean into him. His lips are soft and he smells like the forest. I pull him down to me and I watch as he gets onto his knees so he can be at my level. He smirks as he looks at me.

“Do you like me like this, Astin Min?”

I brush a stray curl of his out of his face, “Like what?”

Klaus leans forward and nips my ear lobe, “On my knees before you?”

I grip the nape of his neck and he laughs at my attempt of dominance.

“Yes.”

I slam my mouth onto his and he instantly responds as if it’s the only thing he’s ever wanted to do.

“Am I interrupting something?”

I quickly pull away from Klaus whos growling doesn’t go unnoticed and I feel my face get hot as I see Elijah standing at the entrance of the kitchen with a clenched jaw.

“Brother,” Klaus stands with an annoyed look, “You’re welcome to leave.”

Elijah smirks, “I’m fine right here, brother.”

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