#//good you listenened and held hands GOOD

[asterisque-arch]

@pathofemblems​ louis’s just gonna… hold his hand. randomly.

@ringthief​ she's bad with affection but ...  HOLDS HAND.

Good thing Amber has Two Hands!!! He’ll hold both of them at the same time.

[broomballkraken]

Title: The Scholar and The Huntress, Chapter 3

Fandom: Octopath Traveler

Pairing: Cyrus/H’aanit

Word count: 4671

Warnings: None

Summary: H'aanit seeks to find her master, and Cyrus is with her every step of the way.

They had finally made it to Stoneguard, a village in the Highlands, where H'aanit would hopefully find a clue to the whereabouts of Z'aanta. The last and only letter he had sent her was clutched in her hands, and she was at a loss on where to start looking.

“Don't worry, H'aanit! I'm sure we'll find your master here!” Tressa said, nodding as she flashed a reassuring smile. H'aanit managed a small smile in response, but the pit of dread that had formed in her stomach was a strong as ever. She had a bad feeling about this entire situation, and she would be lying if she said that she wasn't scared of what she would find here.

“Shall we split up? We could gather more information that way.” Olberic said, and H'aanit agreed with him.

“Yes, good idea. Leten us pair up and start the search. We can meeteth back up at the inn at sundown.” H'aanit said. Everyone paired off at her request and set off on the search. Olberic was chuckling as he followed a determined Tressa. Primrose and Alfyn walked off together, as the latter wondered aloud if there were any good salve ingredient sellers in town. Ophilia followed Therion, and H'aanit was left with Linde and Cyrus.

“Well then, where should we start our search? Maybe somewhere well populated, like the markets-” Cyrus began, but he was interrupted when Linde growled and was staring intently at something, and H'aanit followed her gaze. Her eyes widened when she recognized the large wolf that was running towards them.

“Hagen! Tis good to seeth you!” she said, a hopeful smile crossing her face as the direwolf stopped in front of her. He barked and wagged his tail as H'aanit reached down to pet his head. When she had left S'warkii on this journey, she had told Hagen to go ahead of her to Stoneguard. She hoped that he would have found Z'aanta before she arrived, but that did not appear to be the case, and a frown crossed her face.

“Ah, a direwolf? Fascinating! You hunters have the most interesting animal companions!” Cyrus said, chuckling as he took a step towards Hagen, wanting to get a better look at him. Hagen narrowed his eyes and growled, barring his teeth at Cyrus, who immediately recoiled backwards.

“Hagen, desist. Cyrus is thine friend.” H'aanit said. Hagen didn't back down, until Linde purred and rubbed against Cyrus' legs. The direwolf watched her carefully, and his growling ceased. He sat down on his haunches and looked at Cyrus with a softened gaze.

Cyrus laughed. “Indeed. I assure you I am not as scary as I appear, my wolf friend.” Cyrus said, a teasing edge to his voice. H'aanit watched as Cyrus crouched down to pet Linde's head, and a smile crossed her face.

“Well, now that we are all friends, leten us be off.” H'aanit said, and her brow furrowed in concentration as she looked around. A sign caught her eye, and she turned to Cyrus. “If my master was here, he would have spent far too much time at the alehouse. We should starten our search there.” Cyrus stood back up and nodded.

“All right. Lead the way.” he said, and off they went. The visit to the alehouse proved to be worth it, and after getting all the information that she could from the owner, she stepped outside with Cyrus. She needed to find this Natalia. H'aanit could not recall her master mentioning anyone by that name before. She was curious as to what their relationship was.

“Taverns really are dens of gossip. We really should know by now that they are the places to start when wanting to gather information. I really should have suggested we head right there when we first got here.” Cyrus mumbled to himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

H'aanit grinned and shook her head. “Nay. We would never get anything done if the tavern was our first stop. Once Alfyn and Olberic get theiren hands on a mug of ale, they willst not stop until they are under the table.” she said. Cyrus laughed and nodded in agreement.

“Indeed. Those two really should watch their alcohol intake. It cannot be healthy-” Cyrus said, and he was suddenly cut off as a Hagen suddenly ran up to them, growling when he stopped in front of H'aanit.

“Hagen? What is wrong?” she asked. The direwolf barked in response and ran off down the street, and Linde growled as she followed him. H'aanit glanced and Cyrus and he nodded, and they took off in pursuit of their animal friends.

“Why art thou acting this way, Hagen?” H'aanit wondered aloud. Something urgent must have happened to cause him to run off like that.

“Well, Hagen is a direwolf.” Cyrus said. The duo stopped for a moment, as they lost sight of Hagen and Linde. “I have read that a direwolf's sense of smell is one hundred million more times as sensitive than that of humans.” He paused to wipe a bit of sweat from his forehead. “And even among other wolves, they have the most sensitive noses of all.”

“I assume that the smells of the city are overwhelming to him, with the crowds of different people and all. And yet,” Cyrus continued, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, “of all of those odors, he would be most sensitive to those that he is most familiar with.” He looked at H'aanit and found her staring at him with a raised eyebrow and arms crossed over her chest.

“Er, right. To the point. He must have detected a certain scent. Namely, the scent belonging to-”

“Master.” H'aanit finished, nodding in agreement. “We should hurry afteren him, then.”

“Ah, yes. Precisely.” Cyrus said, his tone dripping with disappointment as he adverted his gaze. A small smile crossed H'aanit's face. She knew that Cyrus was passionate about teaching, and she really could listen to him lecture all day. He had the charisma to keep people interested in what he was saying no matter the subject matter. Now was not the time, however, but she would have to sit down with him in the near future to chat more about direwolves and whatever else came to mind.

“Thou shouldst not losen heart. I will listenen to one of thy lectures once our job is done.” she said, and she let out a chuckled when his face immediately brightened. H'aanit's attention was drawn to the markets when she heard the howl of a direwolf. She shared a glance with Cyrus and they were off again. *

Cyrus had to really push himself to keep up with H'aanit. The huntress was in much better physical shape than he was, and he made a mental note to try and remedy that in the future. They rounded a corner to find Hagen growling at a man, who looked like a bodyguard of some sort. They slowed to a walk and Cyrus watched as H'aanit approached Linde, who was sitting silently next to her direwolf friend. H'aanit placed a hand on Hagen's head.

“Peace, Hagen.” she said soothingly, running her fingers through his fur, “We willst taken it from here.” She looked passed the guard and saw a man speaking to a woman. Cyrus frowned as he watched the man speak in an overbearing manner to the woman, who looked incredibly uncomfortable with the situation. Cyrus looked at H'aanit, and saw that her eyes were narrowed into a glare. She tried to stalk passed the guard, but he stepped in front of her. Cyrus inhaled sharply made to move forward to intercept him, but H'aanit held up a hand, stopping him. She looked ready to deal with this herself, so he forced himself to watch silently.

“Move along now, woman. Nothing to see here.” the guard growled, placing a rough hand on her shoulder. Cyrus' eyes widened as he reached for a spell book, but H'aanit reacted faster and grabbed the man's wrist. She yanked him forward until he was off balance and delivered a sucker punch to his gut. When he doubled over in a combination of pain and shock, she bought her elbow down on the back of his head. The man slumped to the ground, unconscious. Cyrus' jaw dropped as H'aanit casually stepped over his body and made her way towards the woman and the annoying man that was harassing her.

“Well, that's one way to take care of things.” Cyrus said to himself. H'aanit continued to amaze him in the most surprising ways. He sometimes forgot how physically strong she was, until he saw her wielding her bow with ease or making quick work of a man who dared to lay a hand on her without her permission. He also admired the strength of her convictions. She jumped in to help this stranger without a second thought.

Speaking of them, Cyrus was pulled from his thoughts as the annoying man abandoned his pursuit of the woman to run to his bodyguard's side, chastising him for 'falling asleep' on the job. Cyrus chuckled and gave Linde a pat on the head before following the leopard to H'aanit's side, where the huntress was conversing with the woman that she had rescued. Hagen was letting the woman pat him on the head; they seemed familiar with each other.

“Ah, Cyrus, this is Natalia. She ist acquainted with my master.” H'aanit said when he approached them. “She...hasn't seen him in quite some time.” Cyrus noted that she looked worried. Her brow was furrowed and a small frown graced her face. He gently took her hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Do not worry, H'aanit. I have no doubts that you of all people can find him. You have unparalleled skills in the realm of the huntress. I will help you in any way that I can.” he said. She stared down at their hands for a moment before her eyes met his, and he was glad that a smile had returned to her face.

“I thanketh thee. I will not losen hope.” H'aanit said. Cyrus released her had and she turned to Natalia. “Leten us speaketh at thine home, then?” she asked. Natalia nodded and, with Cyrus and H'aanit helping to carry her shopping bags, they ventured to her home. With any luck, they would find any lead possible to Z'aanta's whereabouts.

*

H'aanit was panting heavily, with sweat dripping from her face when at last the Lord of the Forest was felled by one last arrow. She sighed with relief as she lowered her bow, and she noticed that Tressa had been wounded in the fight. Alfyn offered to help her back to Stoneguard quickly, and H'aanit told them that they would regroup at the alehouse. She still needed to find Z'aanta. Hagen suddenly let out a howl and ran off deeper into the forest. H'aanit clenched her jaw and quickly followed, with Linde at her side.

Bursting through the foliage blocking the way, H'aanit found Hagen sitting in a clearing, next to an oddly-shaped stone formation. As she moved closer, she froze mid-step when she was able to make out the details of the stone.

“M-master?!?”

Her blood turned to ice as she stood, frozen in place from shock. This...This couldn't be real. What manner of beast would have the ability to turn a man of flesh and blood to stone? This Redeye had to be something truly monstrous indeed.

“H'aanit! Here you are. I finally caught up with you...” Cyrus said as he emerged from the same foliage that she had moments earlier. He took one look at her distraught face and blinked in confusion.

“What's wrong? You look like you have seen a ghost,” he continued, following her gaze. His jaw dropped in shock when he saw the stone Z'aanta in front of them. “W-what is this? Black magic?”

H'aanit could barely hear Cyrus over the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears. She took a few shaky steps forward, until she was close enough to reach out and touch Z'aanta with a trembling hand. The stone was cool to the touch. A wave of terror coursed through her. What if he was dead? The thought made her heart heavy, and a tight knot had formed in her stomach.

“I think this may be some form of petrification.” Cyrus said. He was walking around Z'aanta, examining him closely. “Hmm, I may have a book on this...” He pulled out a tomb from his coat and began flipping through it quickly. H'aanit focused on staying calm as her gaze moved about the clearing, until her eyes fell upon one of Z'aanta's arrows embedded into a rock. She forced her legs to move to it and she pulled the arrow out, eyes widening when she saw that there was a note attached to it.

“Master...” she mumbled as she scanned the contents. It seemed that Cyrus' hypothesis was correct; Z'aanta was indeed petrified. She clenched her fists, crushing the note in her hands. Stillsnow...She needed to go there, to find this Susanna. If there was any way to save her master, she would stop at nothing to find out what that was.

“Blast! I must have left that book back at the inn...” Cyrus mumbled as he appeared next to H'aanit. He looked at the note in her hands and then his eyes met hers. “Are...you alright? This must not be an easy sight to deal with.”

H'aanit closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. She had to stay calm. She had a lead on a way to reverse this. She would make this right. And she was not alone. She had friends to help her. She had Cyrus.

“I...I will be fine. My master leften a note. Tis indeed petrification as you said.” H'aanit said as she looked up at Cyrus. “We needen to go to Stillsnow. I must speaketh to a seer there. She may be able to guideth us on how to reverse it.” Hagen growled and lay down at Z'aanta's feet.

“You willst watchen over him, then?” H'aanit said, a small smile crossing her face. Hagen nodded his head in response. “Taken care then, Hagen. I shall return, I promise.”

“Well then, we should get moving. I will be sure to check that book that I have for any details about petrification when we get back to town.” Cyrus said. He turned to walk back the way they came, but as he took a step, his right leg seemed to give out from under him and he collapsed to the ground.

“Cyrus?” H'aanit said, hurrying to his side. She knelt down beside him and suddenly realized that his right pant leg was soaked in blood. “What happened?”

“Oh dear...It appears that this wound was more serious than I thought.” Cyrus said, wincing as he pushed himself into a sitting position, his right leg stretched out in front of him. H'aanit grabbed the bottom of the pant leg and pulled it up, cringing at the large gash running up the length of his shin.

“Cyrus, how did thee not notice this?” H'aanit said, cursing as she grabbed the bottom of her dress and ripped it until she had a good length of cloth in her hands. “Why did thou not goeth with Alfyn when he left?”

“Ah, well... I saw you run off, and I wanted to make sure you were okay. I did not know what you would find going deeper into the forest. Especially after we already fought such a challenging creature.” Cyrus said, grinning sheepishly as an embarrassed blush rose on his cheeks. “A rather foolish choice in hindsight, but I could not let you face any danger alone if I could help it.”

H'aanit sighed and wrapped up his leg with the cloth. While she appreciated the thought, she did not like the idea of her scholar friend bleeding out on the forest floor. Her shoddy bandage job would not last long, so she needed to get Cyrus back to town as soon as possible. She slid one arm under Cyrus' legs and the other behind his back as she lifted him off the ground with ease. He yelped in surprise and blinked at her from his new spot in her arms.

“H-H'aanit? You really don't have to carry me. Surely I can walk back to-” he started to protest, but H'aanit cut him off sharply.

“No. My bandaging skills are not great, and I do not wanten you to loose the wrapping on the way. Also, walking on that bum leg willst maken it bleed more.” H'aanit said, shifting him in her arms a bit until he was in a comfortable position for her to carry.

“But H'aanit...”

“Doest thou eaten enough, Cyrus? Thou ist very light. You needest more meat on your bones.” H'aanit interrupted, chuckling as Cyrus' laughter hit her ears. She nodded a farewell to Hagen, and she began making her way to town, with Linde following close behind.

“Well, your strength is unparalleled. Even if I did weigh more, I'm sure that you would still have no problem carrying me.” he said, and with a sigh H'aanit felt his body relax in her arms. They moved silently through the forest for a few minutes, until H'aanit frowned and stopped.

“Cyrus.” she said. He looked at her with half-lidded eyes; he seemed a little disoriented, possibly from the amount of blood he had lost. “Wrappen thy arms around my neck. It would helpen relieve some strain from my arms.”

“A-are you sure?” Cyrus said, his eyes popping back into focus for the moment to give H'aanit a look of uncertainty.

“I would not have suggested so if I was not sure.” she said. A small smile crossed her face as Cyrus slowly snaked his arms around her neck, his hands warm against her skin. She then stiffened as his head came to rest against her shoulder. She did not realize how his face had come to hers, and she felt her face heat up. She forced her feet to keep moving again, and she almost dropped Cyrus when she felt his face rubbing against her skin.

“Ah...H'aanit...You smell...nice.” Cyrus mumbled against her neck, “Like a pine forest...fresh foliage...one with nature like a huntress should be...” She swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the large lump that had formed in her throat. She glanced at his injured leg and saw that blood had started to drip from the pant leg again.

“Damn!” H'aanit cursed as she broke into a run. He was getting delirious from blood loss. She should have noticed it before. Linde growled and took off ahead of H'aanit, hopefully to find Alfyn and lead him to them. She had already basically lost one person important to her today, and she would not let him be the second.

*

A loud yawn escaped Cyrus as he stepped out of the inn. He had been sleeping for most of the day, recovering his strength after loosing a bit too much blood to his injured leg. After receiving a good scolding from Alfyn and resting on his orders, he was heading to the tavern to meet up with the rest of the group. He was about to take a step when a growl hit his ears, and he turned to find Linde staring at him.

“Ah, good evening Linde!” Cyrus said, reaching down to pet the snow leopard as she rubbed against his legs. “I would have thought you would be with H'aanit at the tavern, what are you doing here?” Linde meowed in response and started walking towards the outskirts of town. She paused and turned her head to look at him. Did she want him to follow her?

“All right, I'm coming. I've got a bit of a limp, so I do apologize if I slow you down.” Cyrus said, chuckling as he hurried after Linde. They reached the edge of town, where he was surprised to see H'aanit, sitting on an outcropping of rock that overlooked the cliffs of the Highlands. Linde meowed happily and ran to her side, sitting down next to her. H'aanit turned her head to look at her leopard friend, and Cyrus thought that she looked absolutely radiant in the light of the slowly setting sun. With her sharp features and deeper voice, H'aanit had an unconventional beauty that Cyrus was inexplicably drawn to. Not to mention that her inner and outer strength was something that he had never seen before in such abundance. He had truly never met anyone like her before.

“Cyrus?”

Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he looked up to find her looking over her shoulder at him, an eyebrow raised.

“Oh dear! I'm terribly sorry for staring, H'aanit. How rude of me.” Cyrus said, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. He smiled when H'aanit chuckled, and he walked over to where she was sitting.

“Tis alright. How is thine leg?” H'aanit asked.

“Oh, I can feel it healing as we speak. Alfyn really has a talent for making healing salves. I don't know how he does it.” Cyrus said. “But I must ask, what are you doing out here? I would have thought that you would be at the tavern with the rest.” She frowned as she turned to look out at the setting sun.

“I...I am not in the right mood for the tavern setting.” she said softly. She sighed and wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling them to her chest so that she could rest her chin on her knees. Cyrus' heart sank as he watched her. It pained him to see her looking so sad, but she had very good reason to feel that way. Find her master in such a state must have been jarring, and he was surprised that she had handled it as well as she did. But maybe she was hurting more than she had let on.

“I see. My ears are always open if you need someone to talk to, H'aanit. Unless you'd like to be alone-”

“No.” she said suddenly, cutting him off as she turned her head to look at him. She adverted her gaze to the ground and cleared her throat, a bit of red rising in her cheeks. “I would liken it if you would stay. Please.” H'aanit was hurting more than she let on. Seeing her master trapped in stone was horrifying to her, and she was actually grateful - which sounded horrible the more she thought about it - that Cyrus had injured himself so. It had provided a nice distraction from her own distraught emotions. However, now that she was not worrying about his safety anymore, those emotions were back in full force and making her feel terrible.

“Of course.” Cyrus said, sitting down next to her, close enough that their shoulders brushed lightly against one another. He sat in silence with her, watching as the sun sank below the horizon, and the stars started dotting the darkening sky.

“I'm...scared, Cyrus.” H'aanit finally said, breaking the silence. “Master...He's all I have left. If I looseth him...” She trailed off, chewing on her bottom lip anxiously. She was used to being so calm and collected most of the time, but this situation really knocked her our of her comfort zone. The possibility of loosing the only family she had was so terrifying that it made her stomach lurch painfully. She clenched her jaw squeezed her eyes shut, forcing back the tears that threatened to form.

Her eyes shot open as she felt Cyrus' hand fall gently onto her shoulder. A sad smile crossed his face as he gave her shoulder a comforting squeeze. She felt some of the tension leave her body at his touch. For some reason, he always seemed to have a calming effect on her.

“I have a feeling that your master was more than just a teacher to you, yes?” Cyrus asked.

“Yes.” H'aanit said with a nod, “My parents died when I was but a babe. I never gotten to meeteth them. Z'aanta took me in, taught me everything he kneweth. I can't letten him die.” She looked down at her hands, which were clenched into fists in her lap. With a deep sigh, she slipped one of her arms behind Cyrus' back and placed her hand over his side, pulling him closer to her. These scared and vulnerable feelings were new, and she felt a need for physical contact with someone. She needed to feel that she wasn't alone.

A surprised 'oh' escaped from Cyrus at H'aanit's unexpected touch. He glanced down at her hand that was clinging to his side, and his gaze returned to her face. The look of hurt that he saw in her eyes was unbearable. He removed his hand from her shoulder and moved it to the other, his arm resting over her shoulders. She turned to look at him, and a smile finally returned to her face. His own lips curved into a smile immediately in response.

“Ah, there is a wonderful sight. You do look most radiant when you are smiling from the heart, H'aanit.” he said. He chuckled when her face flushed a bright red, and he used his free hand to brush away a loose strand of her hair that had fallen in her face. “Remember, you are not alone. You are a wonderful person, and I will be by your side until your master is safe and sound. As will the rest of our ragtag bunch of companions.”

H'aanit stared at Cyrus in shock as he laughed. She could still feel where his fingers had brushed over her cheek, and it made her heart race, but she did not know why. She did know that she felt much better than she had before he arrived, and she was very grateful for his friendship.

“Cyrus, I thanketh thee. I knowest that I can saveth my master, with thy help.” she said, her green eyes locking with his.

“You are most welcome, H'aanit. You are a dear friend to me, and I could not stand by while you are so saddened without offering to help.” he said, his gaze lingering on hers for much longer than was probably appropriate. He cleared his throat and adverted his gaze to the rising moon, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

A comfortable silence fell, and H'aanit sighed contently as she rested her head on Cyrus' shoulder. He responded by squeezing her shoulder and she chuckled. Something popped into her head then, and she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

“Cyrus? Thou remembers our brief discussion of direwolves earlier?” she asked. When he nodded, she continued, “Would thou liken to continue that discussion? I would liken to see if your lecture matches with what I have been taught.” She laughed when his face lit up with giddy enthusiasm.

“Oh, of course! I would love to cross check my knowledge with a skilled huntress such as yourself!” Cyrus said, and the giggle that escaped H'aanit made his heart skip a beat. What a beautiful sound that was.

“Yes, well, to begin, direwolves have the most sensitive noses of all wolf species, and-” Cyrus began, and they talked well into the night about wolves and whatever else came to mind. Eventually they talked themselves into exhaustion, and they fell asleep in each other's arms, dreaming of each other and not knowing exactly why.

[teamkaiforever]

First Kiss

Kai Parker x Reader word count : 2 013 summary : events happen after 6.22  Reader saves Kai’s life and he can’t stop thinking about her afterwards. *not my gif this is one of the old drafts i told you about a few days ago🙈 ________________________

“Why is he starring at you ?” Caroline asked nodding towards Kai who was sitting on the far end of the Grill playing pull. Y/N followed Caroline’s gaze to Kai , meeting his eyes for a moment before looking away. Her friends were always on edge when it came to Kai , specially after what happened at Jo and Alaric’s wedding. She had arrived just in time to stop Damon from killing him. Later on Damon called her crazy for believing there is anything good left in Kai after all the bad things he has done , specially to Bonnie and Elena linking their lives together. Now Kai appeared to be following her , he kept popping up pretty much everywhere she was - he had even sneaked into Whitmore into one of her classes , tho she wasn’t sure it was real since no one else appeared to see him there. It wasn’t bad having him around , he talks a bit much but she didn’t mind listening. Behind all this tough exterior , Kai was actually quite nice and she had started falling for him despite of everything her friends told her about him. “I don’t know , Caroline.” she said , the corners of her mouth twitching. “Maybe I have something on my face or he is just looking at the bartender behind me…” she pointed at the girl pouring drinks a few meters away from them. Y/N tried hard not to think about Kai checking her out in that moment knowing what would happen - she’d blush and her heart will start beating like crazy. She drank the entire glass with bourbon at once hoping it would somehow calm her down. “Wait , are you -” Caroline started to say but Y/N shot her a warning look. She knew Caroline had picked up on her heartbeat and that Kai was likely listening in to their conversation. “Yes , Caroline .. I am  lightly buzzed.” Y/N interjected trying to make the conversation about anything else but the fact she had some feelings for Kai. “Well then , you are cut off. Not only for this night , for all nights.” Caroline said with a serious tone clearly talking about Kai.“I’ll drive you home…” Y/N’s eyes widened , she knew Kai would most likely follow her outside and was kind of hoping to finally ask him why he keeps following her around. That would not be possible with Caroline tagging along. “No , no don’t worry. I’ll just walk home , it’s not that far away and the cool air will clear up my head. I’ll call you when I get there promise.” “Yeah … you definitely need something to clear up your head , Y/N. How can you even ..?!”  Caroline started but stopped herself quickly. “Right…” Y/N sighed , tilting her head a little. She gave her an awkward hug , grabbed her bag tossed it across her shoulders and walked outside.

Kai was listening in to Caroline and Y/N’s conversation , unable to take his eyes off her. As much as he hated it , he felt something for her. Feelings and emotions were knew to him and with his vampirism heightening everything things were spinning out of control. He had never felt anything like what he was feeling in that moment , their eyes met for a second before she looked away. Was he imagining it or did she actually suppressed a smile ? Part of him still couldn’t believe she had saved his life that night. None of her friends liked him , but from what he had learned - she always had a mind of her own. Kai watched her walk out of the Grill , feeling a magnetic pull pulling him towards her. Making sure Caroline wasn’t looking in his direction , he followed Y/N outside keeping his distance. The thought of something happening to her on her way home was making him feel weird , like if something happens to her he might break.

Y/N was making her way home through the dark streets of Mystic Falls. She wasn’t in a hurry, not at all. There was someone following her but she didn’t feel fear or anything like it. Instead there was this weird excitement , anticipation because she knew exactly who it was. “Are you going to keep following me … Kai.” she said , turning to face the young heretic , a playful smile on her face. Kai looked at her , the smirk she loved so much spreading across his face. He looked for a moment at his shoes and then looked up , directly in her eyes. “Maybe.” he said. Y/N took a step closer to him not being able to bare the distance between them  being pulled towards him like a magnet and she knew she loved him. He didn’t know or at least .. she thought he didn’t. “I saw you at the Grill , watching me… and that is the 3rd time this week you’ve followed me home.” she paused for a moment. “Why ?” Kai suddenly felt nervous. There were no accusations in her tone , just curiosity. “I don’t know … Feelings are … hard.” he said. “Feelings ?” Y/N said , a hopeful expression on her face. She tried to hide it but it was too late. He had already seen it. Something in his eyes changed. “Kai Parker …” she said taking another step towards him , keeping her gaze on him “… don’t tell me you like me? ” Y/N didn’t expect him to say yes , she knew him that well to know he won’t admit it even if he did like her. Kai laughed nerviously. “What ? No , I was just … making sure you get home safely.” “So you care about my safety ? Oh-kay.. ” Y/N said , a small laugh following.  Her heart skipped a beat at the thought he might actually feel something for her. Kai looked at her. Oh how he loved to see her smile , hearing that laugh of hers. “No , I don’t.” he replied. “I’m a sociopath , I don’t feel. No. Never.” “You are lying. I always know when you are lying … ” she said examining his face. His eyes darted towards her lips , then back to her eyes. Y/N took another step closer to him. “Fine. You are not lying… I guess I’ll be on my way then.” She turned away from him , starting to leave ,  but he suddenly grabbed her wrist , spinning her around pulling her closer to him. He breathed heavily and the veins under his eyes started showing for a moment as he tried to control his emotions.Kai leaned in , their lips almost touching. Her heart about to leap out of her chest at the thought what could happen next. “What is it … about you , Y/N … ” Kai barely whispered his eyes locked on hers , letting go of her wrist a moment later. Y/N’s heart beating faster than ever , she reached to touch his face but he vanished before she could. She was left on the street alone , her hand frozen in mid-air.

Kai stood a few hundred meters away from her , hiding in the shadows. He wanted to kiss her , he almost had. He kept looking at her , seeing a smile spread across her face before she turned around and continued on her way home. She was different , unlike her friends she always listenened when he talked and … she had saved his life at the wedding. It wasn’t until that moment that he actually saw her. No one had ever stood up for him. All her friends were supernaturals , she was a human but she stood up to them for what she belived in and thought was right without giving a damn about the concequences. After that Kai had followed her and Damon later on to the Salvatore house , standing outside listening in. Y/N had defended him every single time Damon tried threw in a comment about what he had done. For a moment he had been worried Damon might hurt her and he nearly rushed inside unable to figure out why he cared about her. She wasn’t scared of the nearly 200 year old vampire , seeing his face change into a monster threatening her to stay away from him.

  ��Kai is a monster Y/N. There is nothing good in him.Stay away from him or you will end up dead… Don’t make me compell you to some far away destination for your own good.”  Damon hissed.   “Yes , there is…And go on. Do that. Take that choice away from me , let’s see how you will explain it to Stefan. You know how he feels about it when you do that sort of thing…” she dared him.  Damon stared at her for a few moments , the glass he was holding smashing in his fist. “Fine. Have at it , just don’t come crying or begging me to heal you when things go sideways.” he had said.

Y/N had reached her house , walking up on the porch searching for the keys in her bag. Kai waited a moment , trying to gather the courage to do what he wanted to do. He couldn’t wait any longer … these feelings were driving him insane , all he could think about was her. Touching her  , kissing her and being with her in every way possible. He vamp - ran towards her , his hand on her wrist spinning her around and backing her against the wall , his hands resting on the door caging her in.  Y/N looked more startled than scared. “Kai , what are yo- …” but she didn’t get to finish her question because Kai’s lips smashed against hers , demanding and greedy not willing to let go. He pressed his body against hers , his hands cupping her face for a few moments pulling her lips closer to his before his hands slided down towards her waist. His touch felt like electricity waking up ever fiber in her body. She wrapped her hands around his neck running her fingers through his hair pulling him closer as his hands held her tight. Kai started to pull away but Y/N wouldn’t let him. His lips were so soft , his finger tips on her skin driving her insane making her crave more. “I’ve been wanting to do that since the night of the wedding…” he whispered , “since I saw you in that tight short black dress.” his fingers brushed against her cheek. Kai pulled away , taking a few steps away from her still losely holding her hand letting it go. “Wait … Don’t go.” she whispered. Kai froze on the spot hearing her words. His eyes met hers asking a silent question. Why? “W-would like to come inside?” she asked. Kai’s eyes widened for a moment from the surprise and then he smiled. Y/N had invited him in , a dangerous blood sucking sociopath. All her friends had told her millions of times never to do that , he had personally heard them and now she was ignoring them. “Aren’t you afraid I’d gut you or something?” he asked curious. “I am more afraid you’ll never kiss me like that again.” she said in a low voice with a nervous smile. “Come inside , we can watch a movie or something just … please don’t go.” “W-what about your friends ? Aren’t you worried what they might say or think ?” he asked taking a step towards her , his hands reaching for her waist pulling her into his arms. “To hell with what they say or want.” she laughed. “I want… I … I want to be with you.” Kai was leaning in to kiss her again , listening to her heart beat and her breathing. “I want to be with you too.” he whispered , a smile spreading on his face. Then his lips found hers again. Somehow she reached behind her back , twisting the doorknob Kai backing her inside , kicking the door closed.

A few hundred meters away in the shadows stood Caroline and Damon frozen with shocked expressions on their faces.They had been on their way to talk Y/N out of her feelings for Kai … only now realising they were too late. “Ewww.. gross!” Caroline gushed. “Did not see that coming ..” Damon muttered. ____________________ MASTERLIST March / April 2017 MASTERLIST MAY 2017 _____________________