#malachai parker angst

[justathoughtfulangel]

Consequences ~ Kai Parker One Shot

*not my gif

Pairing: heretic!Kai x vampire!reader

Word Count: 2,688

Requested?: No

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), BDSM themes, Daddy kink, Dom!Kai, sensory deprivation, fingering, thigh riding, orgasm denial, spanking, blood sharing, unprotected sex (be safe!), oral sex (fem. receiving), and aftercare

This IS a reader insert fic; I just don’t like writing with Y/N in the place of names. Use Rosalie/Rose as a placeholder for Y/N and Wilson for L/N.

Description: Someone tried to play with Kai's girl, and he didn't like that very much. Now, she had to surrender to his every whim until he was satisfied... until he convinced her she belonged to only him.

Ice clinked around in the glass as Kai swirled his gin and soda. He was leaning against the bar, steadily downing his drink. Rosalie was just a few feet away, hidden in the dancing crowd but still in his line of sight. He couldn’t help but smile as he watched her prance around with Caroline and Elena, carefree with her closest friends. Rose glanced over to him every now and then, waving enticingly with a little wiggle of her fingers.

Malachai was dressed well, attracting attention with his classic rings and a smooth black jacket. Rosalie, too, looked so very sexy in her skintight black miniskirt and golden top. Unfortunately, Kai wasn’t the only one who thought so. With his attention occupied by the lovely little minx, Kai failed to notice someone approaching his girl.

Rosalie was perfectly capable of fending off unwanted attention, but Malachai made his way over to her anyhow. Impolitely shoving through the masses of people, Kai made it to her side, wrapping his arm around Rose’s waist and pulling her into his side possessively.

“Yes, so, as you can see, I have a boyfriend.” Rosalie tried to speak kindly, but really, she had no patience for creepy assholes who forced themselves onto women. Kai only had to glare at him wordlessly to send him packing.

“We’re leaving.” With his tone on edge, Rosalie knew it was best not to argue with him. Saying goodbye to her friends, she left the club with Kai, saying nothing and hoping he wasn’t too upset.

Malachai was possessive; he knew it, too. When he’d had much of what he wanted or needed in his life taken from him, he’d begun latching on to things he couldn’t bear to lose. Rosalie was the only one who he cared about. She was his family and his lover… his everything.

Sensing his distress, Rosalie’s hand reached for his, their fingers twining together as they walked to the apartment they shared. He squeezed her hand with much more force than normal, and if she were human, some of her bones may have cracked under the pressure.

It was late into the night, and no one was around. Unable to be patient any longer, Malachai hoisted her up over his shoulder – proud of the little gasp he elicited from her – and ran all the way to their home. He unlocked the door with magic and didn’t waste even one second before throwing her down on their bed.

With a snap of his fingers, all her clothes were gone. He towered above her, one of his hands enclosing around her neck and holding her down: at his mercy. It didn’t cause her any pain; it just showed her who she belonged to.

Rosalie was a strong, independent woman. Malachai knew that, too, and he respected her for it. This, however, was a side of her that only Kai was able to see. Here, she was his little plaything, and she loved every single thing he subjected her to… even the consequences of his depraved, dirty thoughts.

“You see this right here, princess? This is the difference between me and you. You’re a tiny little kitten, naked and trembling below me.” His free hand began trailing down her bare torso, two fingers pinching her left nipple cruelly. “I can do whatever I want to you, and you’ll just take it. Why is that?”

It was a rhetorical question, one that they both knew the answer to. Nevertheless, she answered him anyhow. “Because I’m your good little girl, Daddy.” Kai hummed in approval, loving how powerful she made him feel. “Is that right? Are you a good little girl for Daddy?” He slapped her right breast harshly, her squeal of surprise exciting him beyond measure.

“Aah! Yes, Daddy…” Pleased with her response, Malachai leaned down and kissed her deeply. It consumed her severely. “Daddy wants to try something a little new tonight, darling. Do you trust me?”

Kai’s hands continued to explore her body. Before she had a chance to answer, the index finger of his right hand began teasing her clit, sending her mind into a frenzy. “Y-yes Daddy… I trust you.”

He pressed a tender kiss to her cheek. “Tell Daddy what your safe word system is before we start.” His finger picked up the pace, making it difficult for her to speak. “Yellow means ‘I need you to slow down’. Red means ‘I need a break’. Black means ‘Stop everything at once’.”

Kai looked into her eyes, already loving the burning pleasure in them. “Good girl.” Kai’s lips trailed from her collarbone to her neck, nipping at the soft flesh. As his teeth drew the tiniest bit of blood, two of his digits thrust inside her. He positively growled when he felt how ready she was tonight; this would make things a lot more fun for them both.

Licking up the offensive drop of blood, Kai hovered above her. His fingers unzipped the black leather jacket from his body while the two inside her didn’t stop their assault. He wanted to see her get right to the edge of her ecstasy, anticipating that wild drop into rapture; only he had the power to take her there.

He discarded his jacket, tossing it on the ground. Rosalie was mewling and whimpering beneath him, and he smirked. It was so, so easy to get her in the palm of his hand.

“Are you close, baby girl?” Kai knew the answer to that before she spoke, but he enjoyed playing with her. It told her again and again that she was his. She could only nod, overcome by the torturous machinations of his fingers.

Grinning in triumph, Kai took his fingers out of her and slipped them into her mouth, silencing her protests. “You get to cum when Daddy tells you, princess. Not before, and not after.” Slapping her face lightly, his eyes bore into hers. “Nod if you understand.”

Rosalie sucked on his fingers, tasting her own juices, and tried to calm her racing heart. At his command, she nodded. Kai removed his hand from her lips, trailing the wet fingers down and circling them around her right nipple. As he did, he nuzzled into her neck.

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Rose’s body was still trembling with aftershocks from her denied orgasm, but she stroked his hair, nonetheless. “I love you just as much.”

Kai held her for a while, hoping for her body to relax almost all the way before continuing. He peppered kisses all over her face occasionally, reveling in the soft giggles. They were just as enchanting as any other sound from her. Once he felt her body sink into the mattress, Malachai used his favorite little cheat in the bedroom: his magic.

Without any toys or ornaments, Kai stole her sight. His touch returned, now multiplied. With her vision gone, Rose failed to decipher which of the six hands roaming her were connected to Kai’s body and which were purely a mirage. They were everywhere: clutching her ass, pinning her down, teasing every little bit that drove her mad with excitement.

With her orgasm just cheated away, Rosalie was right back on the edge. She couldn’t identify Kai’s real hands, but she knew exactly where his mouth was. It snaked down her sternum, painting her with wet, hot kisses. She whined in complaint, and Malachai wanted to taunt his little fucktoy.

“Let me hear how badly you want it, darling. You know much I love making you scream for me.” Despite his order, Kai silenced her. Their mouths meshed together, their lips dancing with the other’s in pure heat. He tugged his jacket off, not bothering to halt his attack on her.��

This was taking too long. Another snap and his clothes vanished along with hers. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. Stopping his little spell, Kai grabbed her hips and flipped her over. She cried out, and with one arm hooked around her waist, Kai played with her dripping sex, receiving a rush of pride as a result. 

Malachai’s fingers tangled into her hair, pushing Rosalie’s face down into the pillow. “I am the only one that can do this to you. You’re my helpless little toy, and you’re going to take each last drop of attention you get from Daddy gratefully.”

Not giving her what she wants just yet, he brought her legs closer together, sliding his hard cock into a little gap between her thighs. Rosalie’s eager juices soaked Malachai’s shaft, getting him ready to fuck her senseless.

“Ohhh, Daddy, please…” Rose was a whimpering little mess, pleading for him to just ravish her. “You want it that badly, huh?” There was nothing more Kai wanted than to make her wish come true, but he wasn’t done yet. Within a second, Rosalie found Kai under her. Her legs straddled his left thigh, her aching sex flush against his hot skin. 

“Earn it, baby girl. Ride Daddy’s thigh and get yourself right to the edge again. Do it well, and earn Daddy’s cock.” Fire coursed through her every nerve, making her mind melt into a haze of lust and attraction. His hand grasped her face, the cold metal of his rings contrasting with the heat flowing between them. “Look at me when you grind against me.” 

With her eyes locked on his, Rose started rocking her hips against the apex of Malachai’s thigh. He smirked up at her, feeling her wet his skin with her excitement. She could feel her clit rub against the hard muscles of his leg.

Taking her by surprise, Kai smacked his hand against her ass. He was rewarded with her little gasp, gripped her chin, and pulled her lips to his. With harsh, desperate desire, he spanked her again and again, nibbling on her lower lip and not letting her stop. Her skin grew hotter, and her body started trembling.

“Keep going, princess. And don’t you dare cum until I let you. Do you understand me?” Rosalie moaned loudly, nodding and doing her best to obey for as long as she could. 

Malachai wouldn’t make it easy for her, of course. Sitting up, he grasped her hips. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, and he rubbed her sex into his thigh. Her clit thumped against his pelvic bone with each rough grind. “Daddy! Please let me cum! Please, please, pleaseeeeeee! I can’t take it anymore.” 

Luckily for her, neither could he. 

Lifting her up, Malachai slammed her down on his throbbing cock. His moan mixed with her cute little scream, and his thumb assaulted her overstimulated clit. Rosalie’s eyes were screwed shut, and he did not like that even a little. “Look at your Daddy when he takes you. Open your eyes, and let me watch while I drive you insane.” 

Their eyes met once more, and a jolt of ecstasy ran up Rose’s spine. “Daddyyyy, please let me cum!” Kai thrust into Rosalie relentlessly, watching her unravel for him. “Cum.” With one word, she had all the permission she needed. Rosalie exploded with pleasure, her body thrashing atop his. “That’s it… just let go, that’s a good girl.”

She’d gotten her first orgasm, but Daddy was nowhere near done with her. Malachai turned and pinned her to the bed beneath him again, his hips not stopping. “Since you were such a good girl for me today, I have a little prize for you. You can cum as much as you want tonight, over and over and over, until you’re satisfied.” One hand closed around her neck, and his eyes bore into hers. 

“No, that’s not right, actually. You’ll keep cumming until I am satisfied.” Applying pressure to the sides of her throat, Kai stole some of her air. He was the only one who could have her like this. “You are mine. Say it.” 

“I’m yours, Daddy. I’m Daddy’s good little girl.” Rose’s voice choked out of her, and just as her first climax subsided, another began. She fell over that edge again, writhing uncontrollably.

Kai watched with triumph. “Just one good fucking, and you’re a toy for my amusement. No matter how hard you’d try to fight it, you will always end up Daddy’s well-behaved slut.” 

This went on for hours. Kai did everything he wanted with her, drawing mind-numbing orgasms out of her to his heart’s content. When the sunrise was just a few minutes away, Malachai begged her for just one more. “Please, baby. Just one more. You can do it. Just one more time for Daddy.” Rosalie was spent, never having known rapture like this before. 

She didn’t know if she had it in her, but as she felt Kai shoot his hot cum inside her, it hit her again. It nearly hurt with how it took over her body. Her teeth sank into Kai’s neck, drinking to fulfill her last desire. Malachai growled into her neck, finding the crook of her collarbone and returning the favor. As their last mutual climax quelled, both of them fed on the other. Elation, lust, and love flowed between them. 

Rosalie collapsed with exhaustion, and Malachai pulled out slowly. He looked down at the carnage he caused between her legs, going down to lick her clean. His tongue lapped against her sore sex, drinking down their essence and listening to her tired mewling. “Oh, I wore you out, didn’t I, baby girl? You did such a great job for Daddy.” 

Summoning a washcloth, Malachai wiped down her skin, ridding her of the sweat and the little bits of dried blood on her neck. Scooping her up, Kai rested her against his body. Rose’s head rested on his chest, and his comforting hand smoothed her hair.

“Thank you, Daddy… I love you.” He chuckled a little, finding it slightly amusing. “Princess, you’re thanking me? I should be thanking you. I’m so unbelievably lucky to have you. Thank you for trusting me, for giving me all of you… for letting me love you as much as I do.”

Kai held her as close as possible, pressing his lips to her forehead. “Are you okay, love? Hurt anywhere?” Given that she was a vampire, the fun sex injuries he got to inflict on her healed themselves. She may not have been physically hurt, but he knew she would be vulnerable and sensitive right now. Rose shook her head, not using her voice at first. “Daddy?” 

“Hmm?” His cheek pressed against her head, his arms squeezing his girl close. “Could we take a bath together?” Kai smiled at the simple request. He could give her anything she wanted, and she seemed to want nothing more than him. Their bathtub began filling in the other room, and Malachai didn’t let go of her just yet. “Of course, love.” 

Rose raised her head, listening to the running water behind the bathroom door. Looking up to meet his eyes, she rested her chin on his shoulder. “I love your magic.” Rosalie pressed her lips to Kai’s in a sweet, loving kiss. “I love my magic, too.” He really did. Not only because he could use it for his every whim, but also for his ability to use it to protect her. Keeping her safe and happy, making her feel cherished, what better use could there be?

Lifting her up in his arms, Malachai carried her to the bathroom. He set her into the warm water, sneaking in behind her. With her back resting against his front, Kai peppered kisses along her cheek, jaw, and neck. Nipping at her skin playfully, he laughed with her. Nothing was amusing; everything was just perfect. For someone who hadn’t known happiness for the majority of his life, this was everything he could have dreamed of and more.

Their mouths met again, their lips sliding between the other’s beautifully. This embrace was about nothing more than loving each other.

She knew him, and he knew her. He would never let go, and neither would she. They would have each other forever.

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[so-long-soldier-writes]

It's a Cruel Summer, With You

kai parker x reader | requested

summary: kai's never had anyone tell him they love him. he panics when he hears it for the first time.

tags: based on cruel summer by taylor swift, mild enemies to lovers, drinking / alcohol, secret relationship, summer love, love confessions, fear / panic, past trauma affecting relationships, emotional hurt, unrequited love (but not really), break-up, heartbreak, unhappy ending, one teensy edgar allen poe reference

word count: 5k

a/n: anon, i apologize once more for the amount of time this took! i hope you like it, and i hope i did taylor swift justice. 🩷 i also hope it makes sense bc sometimes i feel like my thoughts are just all over the place 😅

You were staring daggers into the back of his head, three days after a drastic turning point in their lives. And he, feeling your eyes upon him, turned to face you and smiled. That enraged you like nothing else; no man had ever had such an audacity with you, to raise the hell that he had and still offer a smile. You looked back down at your drink, still fuming, and still aware of him watching you, and texted your friends about it. One replied with an equal disgust, another sent a funny-to-her joke, and there was no response from the third. 

“Maybe he’s got a sweet spot for you,” she had said.

“Ha.”

A sweet spot that’d make him kill you last, maybe.

You rolled your eyes exhaustedly, but by the time you looked back down, someone had slunk into the booth across from you. You jumped, then rolled your eyes a second time at the realization of who it was.

“Hey cutie.”

“Don’t call me that.”

Kai shrugged, unbothered. He kept eye contact with you in a way that made it hard to look away; his blue eyes seemed to pierce right into your soul. They weren’t bright, like Damon’s, but instead had a touch of darkness in them. Like storm clouds rolling in on a bright, sunny day. They threaten rain, but you’re not sure if the downpour will come today or tomorrow.

Kinda like how he came into Mystic Falls. 

“What do you want?” You bit, after about thirty seconds of staring.

“Are you scared of me?”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you afraid of me?” He repeated, eerily softly. 

“Why would you think that?” Forced bravery is better than none, especially when faced with Kai Parker. 

“There’s a slight tremor in your voice. Only one finger touches the table, as if you’re unable to settle. You struggle to meet my eyes.”

“What are you, a psychologist?”

“I’m a sociopath.”

Shocker. 

“So?”

“I notice things.” He took a sip of your coffee. Reached out across the table, met your eyes, and sipped your drink. Again, the audacity. “I spent a lot of my childhood isolated. I had a lot of little brothers and sisters, and they were all taught to be afraid of me. I know how to read the signs.”

“I’m not afraid of you.”

“That’s what they’d say, too.”

“Well I’m not your siblings, and I’m not putting up an act. I don’t trust you, and I think you’re an ass, but I’m not afraid of you.” Your statement’s bold, but he had struck something fierce in you. A nerve, maybe on purpose, that wasn’t going to let him win this time. 

Kai smiled at that. His gaze dropped to the table, surveying your hands once more. His own pointer finger dragged along the wood. “I like you, Y/N. You’re plucky.”

The words took a moment to register - Kai saying he liked you. Kai didn’t like anyone. 

He got up to leave, causing you to turn towards him, prepared to jump out of the booth if you had to. “Well don’t.”

He cocked his head. “What?”

“I don’t want you to like me. I want nothing to do with you; you said it yourself, you’re a sociopath, and I don’t need that kind of bad energy in my life.”

That seemed to be funny to him, judging by the way he chuckled. “Okay, Y/N.” He put his hands up in surrender. “I won’t like you then.”

And with that, he was gone. 

Of course, he wasn’t gone - gone. Kai was never gone - gone from anything, even when people yelled at him to leave. He would disappear for a couple days, but he always came back. 

And somehow, after your interaction, you’d see him more frequently at the grill, too. He’d never talk to you, but you could feel his gaze. His stone cold blues would linger on you, almost like an animal stalking prey. 

It made you anxious, jittery. But somewhere, secretly, also a bit excited. 

He was dangerous in a way that drew you in. He had this aura about him that intrigued you as much as it scared you. You knew what he had done, and what he was capable of, and yet he still occupied the curious corners of your mind. 

And somehow, he seemed to know that. 

♫

How it happened from there is something you still question. Death glares became stolen glances, became blushing smiles, and by the next time he joined you at your booth, you didn’t try to fight him off. Kai ordered an uncharacteristically pink cocktail to match your own tropical choice. Neither said much as you both drank the rum mixtures down to the ice. You communicated in eye contact, mostly, as if daring the other to speak. Your stubborn personalities that should’ve clashed seemed to meld together instead. An intense staring contest was born. You found yourself entertained in the game, and quickly, enjoying it, too.

The booze soaked your brain as you continued to drink; your thoughts were fuzzy, and whenever you tried to catch them, they’d dissipate like cotton candy dropped in water. When Liv closed the restaurant around midnight, she unknowingly crashed the floodgates that weakly stood between you two. Ten feet out onto the street, you fell into him and he held you up. You laughed in his arms, partly due to your own drunken state, but partly that it’s Kai keeping you on your toes. He held you tight until you found your footing, just for you to crash your lips onto his unsuspecting own. The witch, taken aback but not opposed to it, let you taste him for a moment before kissing back. He pushed you up to the nearest wall, feeling and exploring, before hailing a ride back to your place. 

It had been forever for both of you. The uber driver with a ‘no touching’ rule sobered you up a little, but not enough to make you think twice about it. By the time he laid you down on your sheets, any doubt in your mind had fizzled out. He was a gentle lover, much to your surprise, likely because it was such an unfamiliar feeling to be so intimate with another. The little control you tried to take was met with a laugh, and you understood the signal. You didn’t mind being underneath him, though, nor did you mind him staying the night.

Guilt struck you when you first woke up in his arms, but not enough to barr yourselves from meeting again. The first few times you had to be drinking to convince yourself it was okay, but the more morning-afters you spent together, the less ashamed you started to feel. With time, nights started to feel less like hookups and more like something else. He became something you adored when you had, and craved when you did not. The feelings were mutual, though harder to pull out from the siphon, until you asked him directly, putting both your hearts out for the other to grab.

“What are we?” You asked, head leaning on the vending machine as he fetched himself a post-high gatorade. A bag of cookies were held in your own hand from the exchange you made one minute prior. 

“Having fun,” Kai replied.

“Kai…”

“Or so I think,” he followed his words, questioning the look on your face. 

“Are we anything more? Will we ever be?”

A loud voice down the hall that vaguely resembled his sister made a sharp remark to another person. His response sounded closer, as if they were heading in your direction. Kai grabbed your arm and muttered a simple cloaking spell until they both passed. Liv and Tyler both disappeared into her room, then Kai removed his hand. His touch lingered on your skin for a moment. You’ve grown to quite like the feeling. 

“I don’t know,” he confessed, “I’m not exactly the person for relationships, if you aren’t aware. I’m a sociopath that was locked in complete isolation for eighteen years.”

“I don’t care.” You grabbed his hand and laced your fingers together. “I like you. I don’t want this to stop. I want it to be more.”

“I’m not built for this.”

“But do you want it?”

His mouth went dry as he already knew the truth. He did. He wanted you so much, but fear held him back like a dog on a leash. He didn’t have much slack. “I want you,” he finally said. “I want this to work.”

“I’m not good at relationships, either. We’re figuring this out together.”

Kai seemed to accept that better, and two minutes later, he climbed back under the sheets with you, turning on a movie and sharing snacks until you fell asleep. 

♫

As your relationship progressed, it was tested, like all relationships ever are. You grew closer, more comfortable, as summer went on. Much of your time spent together was at night; you hadn’t told your friends, not ready for their questions nor their judgment, nor did you want the word out to his coven yet, afraid of whatever wrath his father could bring if he were to disapprove. You were still figuring things out, still learning about each other, and testing yourselves through time, and that was okay. Life isn’t something to be learned in a day, it’s something in which to be present to see where it takes you.

So, you let yourselves live, to do just that. On top of rooftops and beside small creeks, you snuck out to enjoy each other’s company. Mystic Falls has a lot of places to hide if you know where to look. 

A couple times, you’ve almost ran into others. More than anyone being Liv and Tyler, also avoiding her father. Once, you’ve ducked under bushes to hide from Bonnie. Kai kissed your neck while his hand was clamped over your mouth, daring you to give away your position, while playfully inhibiting your chance to do so.

Sometimes, you were drunk when you found yourselves venturing the town together. The bar in which neither Matt nor Liv worked became a hotspot for you. But instead of ending the night short, you opted to explore the late hours in each other’s company. The alcohol wore off quickly, but the drunkenness brought on by your unconfessed love never did. 

Kai, as it turns out, was easy to fall in love with. He was charming when you first met, but you were tickled to learn that underneath his manipulation tactics, he could be just as endearing authentically. He was a jokester and a flirt, whether across a room when you’d spot each other in public, or when you were hanging out together alone. You were never afraid to be alone with him. If your friends knew you were out with him, alone, at night, they would’ve freaked, but he always made you feel safe. And, once he felt comfortable being vulnerable with you, he revealed a side that could be sweet, too. 

Even after arguments, you were able to patch things up as if they hadn’t happened. Sometimes, he’d be bristling and volatile, but you knew that a lot of his anger came from a place of fear. You learned what to say that would calm him down; you told him what he needed to hear to feel safe again. You’d provide him with the comfort he’d always desired, and when he settled, he’d melt into your touch and softly request forgiveness.

You complimented each other perfectly. And while it took you a moment to name the emotion, the feeling had been there all along. It was love. 

♫

You were only slightly drunk the first time you realized the truth. Kai was painted in perfect, purple lighting, and his eyes seemed to sparkle when they met yours. You stumbled towards him and put your arms around his neck. He caught you, hands finding your waist. The music seemed to fade out as you swayed with him to the beat. It was as if a bubble captured you both, drowning out the rest of the world, making him your world, and in that moment, nothing else existed. You kissed him quickly, desperately, like an addict gone too long without a hit. He met you halfway, equally addicted. 

And then, because you were young, and stupid, and courageously in love, you blurted out the words swimming restlessly in your mind,

“I love you.”

You looked up at him, not expecting an answer just yet, but to offer an encouraging smile. Before your gaze even reached his, his body tensed. His hands felt like ice upon your nervously warmed skin, and his once-strong grip on your waist loosened. Kai wore an expression of confusion, different from the emotion that you tasted on his lips. You opened your mouth to retract the words, but nothing came out. The bubble that consumed you seemed to crack; the music previously blocked filled your eardrums once again. 

A fraction of a second later, you were guided to a hallway by your fingertips. The narrow path reduced some of the music, but most of the traffic. The man of your affection took to one wall, leaving you in the middle. You tried for his hand after he let it go, but dropped it at the discomfort he seemed to feel in having you hold it. 

You racked your brain for the right words, but nothing seemed perfect. You stared at the ground beneath your feet for a half second longer until he spoke, 

“You can’t do that.”

“What?”

“You know what I mean.”

“I’m sorry? I don’t. What did I do wrong?” He only shook his head, prompting you further. “Was it what I said or when I said it? Because I don’t think it’s wrong of me to confess what I feel for you when I know that it’s true.”

“It can’t be true. You can’t feel that for me.”

“Why not?”

“Because…”

“Provide me with a reason,” you interrupted, “or let me do as I please. I want to love you. I do, and I won’t apologize for it.” 

“Y/N-”

“We’ve had some tough times together, I know we have, but we’ve gotten through them. We - us, together - have worked through so much to get here. Of course I love you, there’s so much effort and, and, love, that connects us.” You paused, letting your thoughts catch up to your mouth. “You don’t have to say it back. You don’t even have to acknowledge it, if you’re not ready. I know it’s a big step.”

“You can’t go there, Y/N.”

“I know, okay, maybe it was too much, too soon. I’m sor-”

“No, you can’t ever go there. You can’t love me and you shouldn’t. I’m not designed for relationships, they’re not meant for me. Do you not remember the things I’ve done?”

“We’ve talked about this, Kai. You confided in me about your fears, but we handled them, I thought. Do you not remember what I said?”

“I do, but-”

“‘Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway’.”

“By Poe,” Kai finished.

“And it’s true. I don’t care about the things you’ve done. I want to love you, and I do.”

“But you shouldn’t. You shouldn’t excuse the things I’ve done just because you want to see me for someone who I am not. You shouldn’t be so desperate to see a difference in me that you convince yourself you love me.”

“What?! Kai, I’m not excusing nor am I desperate. I know you’re different from the you that wrought pain upon the town. That guy’s gone, buried, with this you in his place. And I quite like this you, and I’ve learned to love him, because his progress is worth loving. He is worth loving. You are.”

“The old Y/N would never say such things about her sworn enemy. You’d never dare hold his hand, nor kiss his lips, nor say such things, because you’d know better, and if you did, it’d be because of some horrible nightmare, or some instance where I spelled you to get what I needed, because Y/N, we’re living in a fantasy, and none of this is real.”

“I don’t understand! This is real! We’re here, together, and we were dancing, and we were happy, and now we’re in this hallway. Still together, but now questioning if the summer we’ve spent together has all been a hoax, or if that’s the booze talking.”

“I’m not drunk.”

“You have to be, to think what you’re saying is true.” You paused, heartbroken, and afraid to show it, but pretty sure the choke in your words already had. “So are you saying you’ve never meant it? All the times you’ve kissed me were just folly? Or the nights we stayed up until the sun rose again were only dreams I made up?”

“That’s not what I meant, Y/N. I know what we’ve done, and I know we’ve shared moments, but a fantasy is all this is for us. Something we want, but cannot have. We have to wake up some day.”

“I disagree, I think we can make it work.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. This was never supposed to be a long-term thing.”

“But we said it could be! We said it could make it work!”

“And that’s what makes it a fantasy! We both know that’s a lie.”

“Kai, I don’t understand. Ten minutes ago, we were fine. Yesterday, you gave me a kiss that swept me off my feet; that replaced all my organs with butterflies; that made me feel like full-bloomed roses on the nicest day of the year. You made me feel cherished, and happy, and beautiful, but now, I feel like I’m on the end of a well-thought out joke, and everyone’s finally allowed to laugh.”

“I’m not saying this to break your heart. I’m just trying to be realistic.” He reached out to wipe a tear from your cheek, but you smacked his thumb away. 

You couldn’t stop the tears from falling, but you still tried to talk through them. “I thought we were being realistic when we stayed up talking, all those nights, about how we knew each other’s flaws but were willing to work through them anyway. I would think, if we weren’t, we wouldn’t have spent a whole week together and considered getting an apartment to share, because we work just that well.”

“That only proves my point further. We haven’t been together long enough to make big decisions like that.”

“Then we’ll put it on pause and address it later.”

“Y/N-”

“Why are you doing this? Why does it seem like you’re giving up on us? Why are your words sounding like a preface to a break up?”

“Because they are,” he confessed, “because they have to be.”

“What do you mean, ‘they have to be?’”

“We can’t work. You can’t love me.”

“But I do, and I want to, and we do! We’ve managed to make it work, despite our-”

“But how long do you think we can keep this up? When will our differences outweigh our desires to stay together? When will we tell your friends about us? My family? We are too different for us to work, and I’m too damaged to be loved by you. We have to stop living in this fantasy.”

“I can’t believe you’re saying this. Do you even know what you’re saying?”

“I’m not drunk, Y/N.”

“So what, have you been planning this? Have you been waiting for the perfect time? Funny, that the perfect time seems to be when I tell you I l-”

“Don’t,” he interrupted, “don’t say it again.”

“What?”

“The less you say it, the less you’ll believe it.”

“That’s bullshit. I believe it in the deepest corners of my heart. You’re etched into my bones. You’re the shimmer of light in the darkest parts of my mind. I love you, Kai Parker. I love you, and I don’t want to apologize for it, and I won’t believe that I’ve made this all up in my mind. It’s okay that you don’t love me, but don’t you dare try to say you feel nothing.”

“Y/N-”

“‘Tell me all the terrible things you’ve done, and let me love you anyway’.”

“You can’t. I won’t let you.”

“You don’t have a choice. I don’t. I can’t control my heart nor its desires. It wants you; you have it. Tell me you don’t crave it. I know you crave love, Kai. I know it in the way you kiss me, and in the way you hold me. I know it from the time you confessed, at two in the morning when you were too tired to hold back, and I know it from when you told me, clear as day, on that Wednesday afternoon. I love you, and I’m not afraid to love you. Why don’t you give in to what I know you want?!”

Because your love isn’t mine to take. 

Because I don’t deserve it.

Because you’re a gemstone, perfect and pure, and I’m the dirt from which it was pulled.

“Because I don’t feel the same for you,” he said instead, “I’m not capable of love. I’m a sociopath, and anything I’ve ever said was for my own fleeting pleasure. It’s over now. I’m done. I’m bored with us.”

“What? No. Something’s wrong. This is not the same Kai I spent the summer falling in love with. Are you Damon in disguise? Pulling some sick prank?”

“I’m not, Y/N. It’s me, being realistic, and telling you I don’t love you, and I never will. It’s time to go home, Y/N, and to your own bed, in your own sheets.”

The tears streaming down your face run your make-up, but you can’t find it in yourself to care. “But my sheets smell like you.”

“Then wash them.”

The harshness in his tone was unlike anything you’ve ever heard before. When you finally brought yourself to meet his eyes, there was no light inside them, no humanity. His jaw was tensely set, and for the first time in months, you saw the Kai that everyone feared when he had broken himself free of his eighteen-year punishment. Scared and sorrowful, you backed away from him. He didn’t follow. You backed further and further away until you were stumbling out of the bar. The wicked August heat kissed your neck like he used to -  passionately. You grabbed your hair, fumbling it up into a bun to get it off your skin, then searched for your phone to call a ride. 

As the white sedan approached your meeting spot, you trained your blurry vision on the door, but Kai never came out. He never shouted your name, hurried down the steps, nor caught you in an apologetic embrace, blaming his temporary ignorance on too much to drink. He never peered through a fingerprint-stained window, watching you from the glass, wondering if it's too late to take back what was said. It was just silent, as car engines roared and drunk couples chattered around you. 

When your ride finally came, you cried harder than you ever had in your life. Your driver glanced to the backseat, but didn't know a good time to interrupt, so he didn't. He offered a polite smile as you got out, thanked you for the five-star rating, and made sure you got in your apartment safely before pulling back onto the road. 

You barely made it through the door before crashing on the couch. Exhaustion settled in your bones halfway through the drive, and you couldn’t even think about climbing the stairs. The worst headache of your life pounded in your skull. Water was too far of a walk, so you let it throb. 

You tried your best not to think about Kai. His words rang in your head on repeat like an old antique bell - loud, heavy, constant. It almost felt like the whole night was a fluke. A nightmare. A spell, perhaps done by his father, or one of your disappointed friends. When you wake up, he’d be there, kissing your fingertips as the smell of coffee fills the air. You let this thought comfort you, and let it soften your heart. Although, deep down, you knew the truth. 

He wouldn’t be there. He didn’t want you. 

You’ve never known pain like this before.

♫

You can only ignore your friends for so long. Blaming a long to-do list can only give you so many excuses, and when Caroline messages you mid-afternoon on a Friday if you’d meet them at the Scull Bar, you realize you don’t have any more excuses left. So, cautiously, you pull yourself from your bed and drag your feet to your closet. You still haven’t washed your sheets, despite wanting to be rid of his once-comforting smell. It’s more stubbornness than anything, refusing to do the chore. If he thinks throwing a piece of fabric in the wash will rid you of him, he’s a damn fool.

You hadn’t been lying. He owns a part of your heart, and that can’t be simply washed away with some eco-friendly detergent.

Truthfully, you think, ignoring the heaviness in your bones as you enter the Scull Bar, the only way to remove him would be to carve out your heart entirely; to separate it from its lifeline and from all that’s familiar. But, you can’t, so you choose to let it bleed instead, and hope it doesn’t seep through your clothes. 

A vague sadness hangs above your heads, but none of your friends know the cause. You told them you were tired before joining them. You must not have gotten a good night’s sleep.

After all, it’s the first time in Mystic Falls where something tragic isn’t happening. Damon and Elena are planning out their lives, Stefan and Caroline are newly together, and Bonnie and Enzo, a quite unexpected pair, seem to be happy. Jo is five months pregnant, and Kai has left her alone. The girls wonder if that’s of his own volition, or if someone or something is distracting him, but you don’t offer any suggestions. When they then ask you about your own dating life, you only shrug. They tease playfully, having no idea about the wreckage your heart is still trying to piece back together. The cause seems hopeless. You don’t even have the energy to confide in them. 

The topic finally changes, but only because the one who dropped your glass heart enters. You turn when you catch a bit of his familiar cologne, but remind yourself he’s no longer yours and turn again just as fast. The girls let their gazes linger on him as if daring him to bother them, and for a moment, Kai wonders if you told them. But then, as they shrug and go back to their conversation, he knows you didn’t. Otherwise, they’d be hurling bitter words and sharp tools at him for breaking their best friend’s heart. 

And honestly, he wishes they were. 

It’s what he deserves, after all. 

♫

“I love you,” you had said, only a couple weeks ago. 

His heart stopped. His throat went dry. 

The words seemed to have been shouted at him, despite the booming bass around them. You weren’t yelling, though, you were simply telling the truth. 

A truth he wasn’t ready to hear. A confession he didn’t know how to process. 

How could you, a perfect person, love him, someone so tainted and dark? 

How could he ever love you the way you deserved? 

He did love you, of course. He knew it long before you ever confessed, but it was never something he felt okay to share. 

You always made him feel safe. Comfortable. Dare he say it, loved. 

But love was something he had never felt before, and to have something means that it can be lost. And to not lose it tragically, he must be the one to take it away. 

Hearing the words fall from your lips was both the best and the worst thing he could ever hear. He craves love, he knows he’s admitted it. He craves it more than anything else in the world. But wanting it and having it are two very different things, and now that he has it, he regrets asking for it. 

He had to hurt you then, before your soul could be completely shattered later. He had to stop it. Right then. Before he let you in too much and you got too attached.

So, he lied. 

He broke his own heart with every word, but it was nothing compared to the damage he knew it was doing to your own. He wanted nothing more than to sweep you into his arms, hold you tightly, and say it was all just a spell - an outside force trying to drive you apart - but he couldn’t. His fear of hurting you triumphed over his love for you. His mouth spoke before his mind could process the words he professed. He became unrecognizable to himself by the time he delivered his final blow. Your tears stained your perfect face and your posture was defeated, but he was no longer the one that could offer any solace. He was now the one that ruined you, and there was no coming back from what he had done. 

How terrifying it is, that three little words can make or break you. 

How terrifying it was, to wake up the next morning and realize the damage caused. To have to come to terms with the fact that he had broken the only good thing in his life. To imagine the love of his life sitting on the couch, stirring coffee, with a head full of questions neither will ever be able to answer. 

“I love you, Kai Parker. I love you, and I don’t want to apologize for it…”

“I love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard?

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[theparkersoutcast]

✧.* { CHRIS WOOD & HE/HIM & CISMALE & 22/42 } Is that KAI PARKER hanging around town ? I wonder if they want to know what the future holds, as for right now, they are a NEW LOCAL TO MCKINLEY ? I’ve heard they can be pretty APATHETIC how typical for a SIPHONER. I guess they must rely on their COMICAL side shining through. Rumor has it they’re trying to GET BACK AT HIS FAMILY FOR TRAPPING HIM IN A PRISON WORLD, but that’s probably just noise…

Name: Malachai Parker Nickname: Kai Age: Physically twenty-two, but he has actaully lived 42 years. Species: Siphoner Family: Joshua Parker (Father), Josphine Laughlin aka Jo (Twin Sister), Joey Parker (Brother), Olivia Parker aka Liv (Sister), Lucas Parker aka Luke, Elizabeth Saltzman aka Lizzie (Niece), Josphine Saltzman aka Josie (Niece)

Bio

Kai was born in Portland, Oregon in 1972 as the eldest son ofJoshue Parker and twin brother of Jo.

When his nature as a siphoner was revealed in adolescnce, his family began to treat him poorly and referred to him as an "abomination," .

As a siphoner, he was shunned by his family, and he wasn't allowed to touch anyone.

As twins of the Gemini Coven, Kai and Jo were expected to merge. However, Joshua knew that Kai would win the merge given his powers, and he didn't want Kai to lead the coven. Due to this, Joshua and his wife kept having children util another pair of twins were born: Liv and Luke

Realizing this, on May 9, 1994, he decided to kill his siblings and merge with Jo. He stabbed Jo with a hunting knife to get her out of the way as he went after their siblings, but Jo managed to cloak the twins to protect them, promising to merge with him so long as Liv and Like could live. However, she had relinquished her magic, and the coven harnessed the power of a solar eclipse to trap him in a purgatory dimension for his crimes, which kept him trapped in a shapshot of the day that he was imprisoned.

In the Prison World, Kai tried to kill himself several times, each unsuccessful. He realized that it was his punishment, a safeguard by the Gemini Coven to make sure that Kai didn't end his eternal imprisonment early.

Personality

Kai was a charmingly unstable newcomer with the unsettling ability to seem normal as the situation demands. He can be both playful and obsessive with a mix of adolescent angst, llikely stemming from the fact that he was referred to as an "abomination" due to his unique magical ability.

He lacks the ability to show remorse, for example: while killing his little sister with her own magic, he commented that the irony is funny, or sad, and that he gets those emotions confused.

Appearance

Kai is a very handsome and charming man with dark brown hair, blue-grey eyes and a slim build.

Powers and Abilities

Kia possess the ability to absorb a witch's power and use it as his own. This can kill said witch if Kai were to drain all of the witch's power for his needs. Aside from this ability Kai has no other magical powers of his own, and can only practice magic by stealing the magical powers of others.

Kai can absorbed power from active spells as well.

Like his coven's ability, Kai also can turn invisible but only when he absorbed another witch's power.

In addition to having the ability to siphon magic, Kai can sense magic in others, but this power was limited to being close enough to touch the person he intends on sensing the power on.

Despite having no magical power of his own, he paid attention durning his conven's teachings, so he is very knowledgable magic and spells .

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

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by jcbbe

Peace. That's all Bonnie Bennett, in fact that's all any Bennett wanted.

However, with only two Bennett's being alive in this lifetime, it appeared that it was only achievable in death. But Bonnie was not ready to die yet. Well, permanently.

Abby? Bonnie had no idea where she could be, and as a matter of fact, she could care less (at least that's what she told herself).

If Bonnie wanted peace she believed she had to be creative with attaining it. So why not go to the least peaceful place on the map?

Gotham, the city of crime.

But just as always, peace in temporary for a Bennett witch, but this time that peace isn't disrupted with temperamental vampires, heretics, dopplegangers, a hunt for mortality, and questionable love interest. Nope, much worse. This time its parental revelations.

Words: 973, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Bonnie Bennett, Bennett Coven - Character, Abby Bennett Wilson, Sheila "Grams" Bennett, Lucy Bennett (Vampire Diaries), Katherine Pierce, Malachai "Kai" Parker, Other TVD characters, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman), Justice League (DCU), Batfamily Members, Selina Kyle

Relationships: Bonnie Bennett & Batfamily Members, Bonnie Bennett & Malachai "Kai" Parker, Bonnie Bennett & Katherine Pierce, Bonnie Bennett & Abby Bennett Wilson, Bonnie Bennett & Sheila "Grams" Bennett, Bonnie Bennett/Malachai "Kai" Parker, Bonnie Bennett/Katherine Pierce, Bruce Wayne/Abby Bennett Wilson/Selina Kyle, Abby Bennett Wilson & Selina Kyle, Abby Bennett Wilson & Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Selina Kyle, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: Title is still debated, random idea, Angst, Bonnie Bennett-centric, Hurt Bonnie Bennett, BAMF Bonnie Bennett, Bruce Wayne is Bonnie Bennett's biological father, Rudy knew, Abby was young and pregnant

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46752064

[kairinds]

simplify

summary: being sired to kai both complicates and simplifies things. angst and fluff.

pairing: reader (gn) x kai parker

warnings: violence, angst, blood mentions, and drinking.

word count: 3,908 words

tagging: @gpiggy98​

  Life, you learned, is a strange yet beautiful thing. It wasn’t always easy but you made it past so many obstacles that you never imagined you would. There were so many people that you met and even if those relationships didn’t turn out how you wanted, you learned at least one thing from them.

  Thinking back, it amazed you at how fast things changed. The future that you dreamed of had to be changed to fit in with your new way of life but there was no other choice. Even though most of your friends didn’t want this for you, you had a feeling they were still grateful to have you around. It wasn’t the life you wanted but you had to accept the way things turned out because no one stayed human for long in Mystic falls.

  Groggily, you turned onto your right side as the wind blew a bit stronger outside. The sound of the rain hitting against your window was soothing at one point but soon became annoying. It had only been a few minutes before you turned over yet again. A slight hiss left your lips as you adjusted the position of your body.

  Adjusting to a new way of life was beyond stressful. The changes and things to look out for made tension reside in your shoulders most of the time. Every day was different and even though you tried to keep a positive outlook, it was hard to not succumb to the negative scenarios that raced through your head.

  After only a few hours of actual sleep, you realized that was all you were going to get. You carefully stretched, body aching from training and the hunger that rippled across your body. Somehow, you managed to get through your morning routine. When you reached the kitchen an exhale of relief was let out at the sight of the bags in the fridge.

  You didn’t have time to marvel at the sight much longer as you roughly snatched one from the shelf and eagerly tore it open. It was amazing how your shirt remained clean after you ripped through at least two blood bags but you considered it another skill that wouldn’t make it to your resume.

  Once you were done with breakfast, you checked the time to see that it was fairly early, just seven in the morning. There was at least an hour to spare before you had a training session with Stefan. So, you tried to find something to do until then.

  As expected, time went by slowly but seemed to speed once you met up with the younger Salvatore brother. Sweat pooled on your forehead as you gulped water from your bottle. You were leaned against the trunk of an oak tree as you caught your breath.

  The session went by smoothly and it was obvious that you were getting stronger but there was a moment when Stefan caught you off guard. That moment played over and over in your head as you thought of ways to do better next time.

  “Hey, Y/N?”

  You looked up to meet his gaze, “Yeah?”

  He could tell that you were overthinking and a small smile formed on his face. After everything that happened, you always remained strong and he admired you for that but he knew that you were still adjusting. Stefan saw himself in you and he wanted to make sure that the transition was as smooth as possible for you but he knew things didn’t work like that. He knew that there was always calm before the storm.

  “You got this,” he leaned against the tree across from you, “I know it’s hard but try to not overthink, okay? You’re doing better than most of the vampires I know when they were just turned.”

  You smirked, “Better than Damon?”

  Stefan nodded, a matching smirk on his face, “Especially Damon.”

  A laugh left your lips as you stood up. With a roll of your shoulders, you took another sip of water before Stefan gave you an overview of what the next session would be like. Though he was hesitant, Stefan agreed to let Damon train you for a few sessions.

  “I know my brother has his way of going about things,” he paused to wipe a hand across his face, “but I’m hoping this will be beneficial for you.”

  With pursed lips, you gave Stefan a look.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll be here for each session to make sure he actually teaches you something.”

  Feeling satisfied with Stefan’s response, you told him goodbye and sped home. When you made it, you had to stop and hold on to the railing of your porch as your vision swam in and out. The speed was something you would have to get used to.

  Just as you were about to go inside, a gust of wind made you freeze. You didn’t have to turn around to know who it was, the pine scent made it obvious. A lazy smile slid onto your face as you turned to face him.

  “How was training with Steven?”

  You playfully rolled your eyes at him, “It’s not Steven – you know what, never mind.” You laughed to yourself, “It was good. I can feel myself getting stronger the more I learn to how really control myself.”

  Kai nodded as he leaned against a column and you had the sudden urge to reach out and touch him. Again. You shook the thought from your head and focused on the general area of his eyes. You could never really meet his gaze before you were turned but it became even harder after.

  “That’s good but I bet I could show you more than him,” he fidgeted with the silver rings on his fingers, “maybe you could put in a good word for me, yeah?”

  A no was on the tip of your tongue but it was like you were possessed and could only offer him a close-lipped smile as a “yes”. Kai’s eyebrows furrowed at you but before he could say anything, Damon and Bonnie showed up. Your eyes flitted between them and Kai. A feeling of dread settled deep into your already aching shoulders at the thought of yet another argument between them.

  It was hard for them to think that Kai saved you out of the kindness of his heart and not for ulterior motives. You didn’t even understand why he saved you but he gave you another chance at life. Even though it wasn’t the same life as before, you still appreciated what he did for you. It didn’t matter if you tried to explain that to your friends until you were blue in the face. They made up their minds about Kai way before he turned you.

  “Sorry, psycho. That won’t be happening.”

  Kai looked from Damon to you and rolled his eyes. He offered Bonnie a wave which she made it her mission to ignore, a stoic expression locked in on her face. You felt bad for Kai but he shrugged it off before he told you he would see you later, and then he was gone in a blink.

  Once he was gone, you felt weird. It was like Kai always took a part of you with him every time he left. You knew why. The feelings you had for him before he turned you didn’t just disappear. In fact, and just like every other emotion, they were stronger. So strong to the point where it almost hurt if you weren’t around him.

  Being near him became harder after everything since your friends were always flocked around you, making sure you adjusted well. Even though it was annoying at times, you still thought it was nice of them but you wished you could spend more time with Kai. With an exhale, you looked over at Bonnie and Damon.

  Damon looked in the general direction Kai left before he turned to you, hands raised in question. A lopsided smile was sent Damon’s way as you unlocked your front door and gestured for him and Bonnie to come in. They were just about to cross the threshold when Kai appeared again.

  You felt his breath right next to your left ear and felt heat rise to your face, “I think you should break Damon’s neck.”

  In an instant, your vision seemed to cloud over as you robotically walked towards Damon. It would have been difficult to do if he wasn’t caught off guard but you were able to wrap your hands around his neck. It wasn’t until a snap was heard that you realized what happened.

  The dark veins disappeared from under your eyes as you quickly stepped back. You nearly fell in the process but that was the last thing on your mind. It was like you had lost control of your body and gave it to Kai. With wide eyes, you moved your gaze to Kai who stood only a few feet away from you with an equally shocked expression. Panic rose to your throat but the shock wore off once you realized that Damon would be fine.

  What the hell, you thought as you stared at your hands.

  “Leave,” Bonnie spoke through gritted teeth.

  You didn’t even have to look to know who she was talking to. Just like he had done moments before, Kai disappeared and left all of you to question what had happened.

  ****

  It had been days since that…incident? Your thoughts kept drifting back to what you did to Damon and how you were able to do it. All Kai did was suggest it and somehow you carried it out without as much as a thought and that was what scared you. Nearly two months had passed since he turned you but nothing like that had ever happened before.

  Thinking about it for too long made your head ache. So, to take your mind off of it, you threw yourself into the training sessions and searched for other things to distract yourself with.

  The day of training with Damon finally came and you were somewhat eager to get it over with. That was a complete change of how you felt a few days before but you knew why things felt weird. You assumed Damon would be pissed but either he wasn’t or he hid it well.

  Damon threw punch after punch and you dodged nearly all of them until your mind clouded over and his fist met your jaw. A hiss escaped your lips as you landed on the ground and tried to catch your breath. After a few seconds, you heard Damon and Stefan rush towards you.

 “Hey, are you good?” The older Salvatore questioned as he leaned over you, eyes squinted to partially block out the sunlight. A tiny smirk was on his face and that was a clear indicator of how he felt. He had got his payback.

  You narrowed your eyes then nodded, a little out of breath. Stefan settled onto the ground next to you and assessed the side of your face. It was just a small cut that would heal in no time.

  “Where’d you go just now?” Stefan turned to face Damon for a minute before he turned to help you up, brows furrowed. “You were so focused and then you just stopped moving for a second?”

  You matched Stefan’s expression as you thought about what happened. One minute you were doing well and could’ve knocked Damon on his ass but the next you were frozen on the spot. It was like there was a little voice in your head that kept saying the same thing over and over.

  Kai.

  “What?” The brothers questioned in unison and you realized that you mentioned the name out loud.

  “Nothing.” You shook your head and gripped onto Stefan’s shoulder for support before you let go a moment later. “I don’t know what happened.”

  Again, the brothers looked at each other but Damon just shook his head. A frown took of your features as you waited for an explanation for their shifty gazes but the answer never came. Choosing to ignore them, you walked over to where your water bottle was and took a huge sip, and the cool liquid managed to cool you off a bit. Then, the session continued but something felt off to you.

  They were hiding something.

  It wasn’t until you were about to head home that Stefan approached you with an unreadable expression. If it was still possible, your heartbeat would have drowned out every other sound in anticipation of what Stefan had to say.  

  “You did a good job today.” He gave you a gentle pat on the shoulder.

  Your eyes closed for a second as your body visibly relaxed but you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something else he wanted to say. Just when you were about to ask, Damon walked behind the two of you, hands shoved into the pockets of his pants.

  “C’mon, brother. They deserve to know about our theory.” Damon’s blue eyes were on Stefan before his steely gaze turned to you.

  “What theory?” You turned slightly and crossed your arms, a frown on your face.

   Neither of the brothers answered right away and you figured Stefan was trying to find the right words. In the time that you waited for a response, thoughts of Kai filled your head. At first, you didn’t even realize it but it was similar to the day of the incident. It was like someone else took over your mind and rendered you speechless and immovable.

  A few moments passed before you were able to shake yourself out of it and when you did, the brothers had unreadable looks on their faces.

  “That’s definitely new,” Damon remarked as he looked you over.

  A glare was thrown his way as you waited for Stefan to say something. If anyone was going to give you an explanation, at least a complete one, it was him. When you met Stefan’s gaze, you realized that it almost looked pained. Like, whatever he had to say was difficult for him.

 “We,” Stefan paused and cleared his throat, “we think you’re sired to Kai.”

  That wasn’t a complete stretch to you. It made sense but somehow didn’t manage to put your mind at ease because that meant that they knew how you felt about Kai. It wasn’t that you hid your feelings from them. You just figured that who you loved or had feelings for wasn’t any of their business, especially when it came to Kai.

  The three of you continued to talk about the possibility of you being Kai’s sire at your place. Stefan mentioned that the telltale sign was when you broke Damon’s neck with no hesitation after Kai told you to do so. What didn’t add up was the zoning out whenever you thought of Kai but the brothers figured it was because you were sired to a heretic. That and the fact that their knowledge of heretic sire bonds was nonexistent.  

  All of the talking about sire bonds made your head spin. You stood from your couch and walked into your kitchen but Damon beat you. He stood in front of your fridge and stopped you from reaching for a blood bag.

  Not in the mood for his antics, you shouldered past him and yanked open the fridge. Just when you were about to drink from the bag, it was wrenched from your hands. A snide comment was on the tip of your tongue but Damon spoke first.

  “I think I know how we can test the sire bond,” he raised his eyebrows as he drunk from your blood bag.

  With a roll of your eyes, you reached back into the fridge and grabbed another bag, “And how would we do that?”

  “We’ll figure it out.”

  ****

  You barely got any sleep after that so, you spent most of the night on the couch as some TV show played in the background. For a few minutes, you were able to focus on the show but then your mind drifted. There was no way to escape your thoughts, especially when all of them led to Kai Parker.

  The next day came faster than you hoped. You spent the entire morning ignoring calls and texts so that you could come up with some kind of plan. It was well into the evening when two plans came to mind but when you realized that one involved Damon, you quickly shook your head and went back to square one.

  Your plan wasn’t necessarily bad, it just scared you a little. To tell Kai about your feelings seemed like you were setting yourself up for failure because there was the possibility that he didn’t feel the same. The more you thought about what Kai would say, the more you felt the need to leave your house so you did just that.

  Only a few seconds passed as you sped to the Mystic Grill. When you stopped, you were stood near the side of the building to not gain any unwanted attention and later walked around the entrance. Inside, the Mystic Grill was fairly quiet aside from a few people talking at their tables.

  After a few strides, you were stood in front of the bar and took a seat on one of the bar stools. You just sat there and eyed the wooden counter while you played with the frayed sleeves on your t-shirt.

  “Hey, Y/N.”

  Raising your head, you shifted your gaze to the person beside you. The realization that the universe was constantly toying with you rushed to the forefront of your mind when you looked into those blue eyes. Before he could say anything else, you flagged down a bartender and ordered something strong.

  The corners of Kai’s mouth quirked upward as he looked from you to the bartender. When he realized that you weren’t going to say anything, he nodded towards you and spoke, “I’ll take what they’re having.”

  The bartender nodded and moved to the opposite side of the bar to get your drinks. You pulled the corner of your bottom lip between your teeth as you chanced a glance at Kai. A small sigh of relief escaped you as you noticed that his eyes were on his phone. With Kai distracted, you were able to think over what you would say to him but he beat you to it.

  “So, they think you’re sired to me?”

  His words sounded more like a question than a statement and you titled your head slightly.

  “Who told you?” You felt silly for asking because you had an idea as to who told him.

  Kai gave you a knowing look before he turned his attention to the glasses that were placed before you. The urge to down the brown liquid in one gulp was tempting but you knew that it wouldn’t calm you down or offer you any courage. Instead, you gripped the glass tightly and brought it to your lips.

  “Figures,” you mumbled before you tipped the glass and felt the liquid burned down your throat, “Damon can’t keep his mouth shut for anything.”

  Kai nodded and turned on the stool to face you and his knees brushed against yours. He waited for you to finish the drink before he took the glass from you and placed it on the counter. You were about to say something but the sound of the doors opening caught your attention as more people filed in noisily.

  A mix of anger and annoyance formed in the pit of your stomach. Bills were yanked out of your back pocket and you slammed them onto the counter. Kai stared at you with a mix of amusement and concern as you stood and gestured for him to follow you. Once the two of you were outside, you walked aimlessly down the sidewalk as silence settled between you.

  You were once again at a loss for words but you knew that you had to tell him. The two of you walked a bit further before Kai gently grabbed your elbow to stop you.

  “Just tell me, Y/N,” he let go of you and gave you a nod when your eyes met.

  There was so much to say but you decided on a condensed version. When the topic of you having feelings for him before he turned you came up, he turned away from you a bit. You thought it was a figment of your imagination but the pain you felt well up in your chest made it all real. He didn’t believe you.

  After clenching his jaw, Kai whipped around to face you, “What? Is this some kind of game that you’re all playing?” The brightness of his eyes was dimmed with anger and hurt, “Make me believe that I could be happy, take it away from me, and then what? Send me back?”

  He didn’t give you time to answer before he stormed off. You stayed behind for a second as all of the emotions you felt build up until you couldn’t take it. Luckily for you, Kai hadn’t made it far when you rushed behind him and grabbed his hand. The world around you seemed to freeze as you cupped his face to make him look at you.

  “The sire bond only affects actions, Kai,” your eyes flitted between his blue ones, “the feelings I had for you before you turned me are still there. That didn’t change. I just never knew how to tell you.”

  “Y/N,” Kai started, his voice thick.

  “I love you, Kai. You deserve this.” You gestured to the space between you and moved forward until it was almost nonexistent. “And you know that I’m telling the truth.”

  A single tear rolled down Kai’s cheek and you lightly wiped it away. Time still seemed to be frozen as Kai wrapped an arm around you, gaze never faltering. When he leaned forward and kissed you, it was like everything fell into place. The worries about the sire bond and the genuineness of your feelings for him melted away.

  You pulled Kai closer by wrapping your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. When you pulled away, you rested your forehead against his for a moment. The wind whipped around the two of you as you caught your breath. Kai shifted slightly and you quickly grabbed his arm.

  “Don’t worry. I believe you.” His hand came up to rest on your cheek, “And you’re not getting rid of me that easily.”

  His words were true but that didn’t stop you from searching his eyes for assurance. When you found it, a small grin formed on both of your faces.  A quick kiss was placed on his lips before a serious expression took over your face.

  “Just,” you looked down for a second and took his hand in yours, “let me know if you need space. I know that this is a lot to take in and I wouldn’t blame you.”

  Kai’s grip on your hand tightened faintly as he shook his head, “I got you and I’m never letting go, Y/N.”

  Of course, it took time for the both of you to adjust but it was worth it. To show Kai that he was capable of being truly happy meant more than he could put into words.

[teamkaiforever]

Always Be Together

Kai Parker x Reader word count: 2 123 / reading time: 8 minutes summary: Kai is having trouble controlling his bloodlust. *gif by me ________________________________________

 Y/N took a turn down the alley, walking briskly towards the end of the street when a gust of wind blew around her and someone popped up next to her. Her gaze drifted towards him and she sighed, stopping almost instantly to give him a hug. To everyone else Kai was a dangerous threat, to her he was her best friend, the person she trusted the most in her life. Though these past few days there seemed to be a rift between them and that weighted more on her heart than she cared to admit. Especially considering the bond they shared and the way she felt about him. “Hey –“

   “Hey –“ his lips curled up into a smile while his arms wrapped around her for a long moment before he pulled away quickly. “I um, I didn’t scare you, did I?”

   “No.” she smiled, taking a step closer but he backed away. He was wearing his favorite black jacket and gray jeans, his hair was slightly longer than usual and unless she was imagining it – he hadn’t shaved for a few days. Though that wasn’t what caught her attention. Even in the darkness she could see the dark circles under his eyes, how pale he was and the sweat drops on his forehead. He looked like he was dying –“W-what’s wrong with you? Why are you so pale? And where the hell have you been?! I was worried sick! I thought Damon finally snapped –”

Kai ran her fingers through his hair, smiling for a second. “I um… I haven’t fed in a few days.” He backed away from her the second she tried to get close to him again. “Don’t. Please –“

Y/N glanced at her shoes. Her heart sank a little every time he pulled away from her. “Oh-kay. Why haven’t you fed?”

Kai paced nervously, putting his hands behind his head while his gaze dropped to his shoes. “I can’t control it. I heard what a blood lust is from the heretics, but experiencing it is completely different.” he took a step towards her, his darting everywhere – her eyes, her lips, her neck. “Its like the more I have, the more I want and I–Y-your blood, I –“

   “Are you afraid you’d hurt me?” she wondered.

Kai nodded, nervously glancing around. “T-there is something about you. Ever since the wedding a few weeks back. No matter who I feed on, I – I want it to be you.” he took a small step towards her. “I crave you, your blood and it terrifies me. What terrifies me even more is that I wouldn’t be able to control myself. One slip up, if I lose control for one second… I could kill you and nothing scares me more than the thought of losing you.”

Y/N brushed her palm against his cheek, tilting his face towards hers. “You won’t lose me. Not now, not ever. We will always be together, don’t you know this by now?” Kai placed his palm over her hand as he leaned into it, before taking a step way. “Just don’t – don’t shut me out, please. Kai, I am so much more than your best friend. You can’t shut me out when we both need each other.” Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes as he gripped her wrist and pushed her against the wall, almost instantly backing away from her muttering ‘I’m sorry’. “It’s okay.” she glanced at her wrist. “Kai, you need to feed or you will desiccate –“

   “I know, but I just – I can’t.” he almost whispered, nervously pacing before her while gesturing with his hands. “I—I don’t want to hurt anyone, s-so I went to the hospital for the blood drive… t-to get a couple of blood bags instead. I almost lost control at the scent of blood everywhere –“ Y/N stared at him and reached inside her messenger back, pulling out a small knife she kept with herself for self defense before letting the bag fall to the ground. “What are you doing? N-no, don’t –“

A quiet gasp escaped her lips while she made a cut on her wrist and took a step towards him, holding it out for him. “Feed.” Kai shook his head and tried to back away from her but she gripped his wrist with her other hand, pulling him towards her. “Malachai Parker, you need to feed. I won’t watch the person I care about the most die –“

Kai shoved her against the wall, glancing between the cut on her wrist and her eyes. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Y/N shook her head. “I – I don’t know if I will be able to stop. I’d never forgive myself if –“

Y/N brushed her palm against his cheek and smiled. “Kai, I trust you with my life. I always have. I always will.” Kai shook his head. “I know you won’t kill me –“

   “How?” he wondered, purple/black veins flashing under his eyes. “How can you sound so sure?”

   “You know how, you just don’t want to let yourself see it.”

   “Because it can���t be real.” he shook his head, gazing into her eyes. “I can’t believe it. I don’t – I don’t deserve you even as a friend, not after everything I did. I – I turned into the monster everyone sees –”

   “You know what I see?” she gazed into his eyes. Barely any trace of the gorgeous blue/gray color, no trace of the usual glow in his eyes when they were together and maybe it was her imagination but he seemed to get paler with every passing moment. “I see someone who has suffered and been punished for something he had no control over. I see… an angel.” Kai’s eyes drifted so quickly from her wrist to her eyes at her words, filled with wonder and curiosity at her statement. “I see the person I cannot imagine my life without –“ she barely whispered before his fangs sank in her wrist.

A quiet gasp tumbled off her lips and she tangled her fingers in his hair while he fed on her. Euphoric. That’s how it felt to feed on her. He could feel her warm blood trickle down his throat, feel her heartbeat and the bloodlust calling, pushing him to sink his teeth somewhere else. An angel, her words echoed in his mind. Everyone saw him as a monster but not her, not now. Not ever and even as he pulled away from her wrist and met her eyes, he saw them filled with so much warmth, trust and not a hint of fear. I trust you… with my life. I always have, I always will. Her thumb wiped away some of the blood from her chin before Kai gripped her wrists on either side of her head and sank his fangs into her neck. Everything felt so magnified in that moment quite literally turning his skin on fire the longer he fed–

    “What are you thinking about?” he wondered, brushing his fingertips up and down her shoulders while her head rested on his chest. Movie night had ran late, as late as 4AM but he knew enough to know she wasn’t tired or overthinking things about tomorrow morning. “You haven’t said a word since the movie ended. Didn’t you like it? It was a romantic comedy, I thought you love those –“ Y/N looked up. “I do, I just –“ she sighed. “It made me think about something.”    “About what?” he asked curious. “Rosie and what’s his name were best friends too, they told each other everything. Well, almost everything. I still cannot believe they kept missing each other during the entire movie when they so clearly had feelings for one another.”    “Said the expert in emotions.” Y/N poked his stomach, making him laugh.    “I am just saying – how can he not see his best friend is in love with him?” he poked her stomach right back. “How can she not see he is crazy about her.” Y/N sighed. “It happens in real life. Two people… being in love with each other, carrying about each other and being willing to do anything and everything for the other all the while being in each other’s arms and not seeing it.”   “I’m pretty sure I’d see it if I fell for my best friend.” Kai said as if it’s the most obvious thing, though a part of him wondered… Would he? Her lips curled up into a small smile as she intertwined their fingers together. His heart skipped a beat at the gesture, same as hers and he couldn’t help but feel something strange in his stomach. Something he only felt when he was with her and it kept getting magnified every time he saw her smile; how her eyes lit up when they were together, making his heart skip a beat just like in that moment – “I’d see it –“ he thought out loud whispering, slowly leaning towards her. “How can I not fall in love with you –“

   “Kai –“ she half moaned/half whispered. Her back arched a little off the wall while his body pressed against hers. So close yet so far away, she thought. The world around her felt like it was spinning a little faster and when he pulled away and their eyes met, the glow in his eyes had returned in full and he seemed to have finally see it. “Y-you okay?”

Kai shook his head for a second and his bloody lips crashed against hers in a passionate kiss. Slowly his grip on her wrists loosened allowing her hands to hook around his neck and pull him towards her, as if there was anywhere to go. It seemed a new kind of hunger had woken up inside him, or maybe it was the hunger that had been tormenting him for days now. He had wanted this, wanted her. Her lips against his, her fingers tangled in his hair and lightly tugging on it while he both took her breath away and gave it back to her over and over again… Up to the point he pulled away with no warning, longingly gazing in her eyes and his lips curled into a smile. “You – I –“

Y/N pulled him towards her again until their lips collided into a passionate kiss and he scooped her up until his arms, lifting her onto the hood of a car nearby. Her legs wound around his waist holding him tightly against her, his kiss making her forget whose air she was breathing. Their lips moved hungrily against each other and if it wasn’t for a cat knocking down a trashcan nearby who knew when they would’ve pulled away or remembered they were out in the open. “Kai Parker rendered speechless. That’s a first.”

Kai laughed under his breath. “I – you—you took my breath away, I… How?”

    “How I fell for you or how I knew you felt the same?”

    “B-both?” he smiled nervously.

    “Your eyes.” she cupped his face. “It’s hard to miss how they turn into hearts when you look at me. Then there is the way you pull me towards you, how you smile when you do… I mean, do you think I’d let anyone in my bed at 4am while we are both wearing just our underwear or a t-shirt? Not to mention your over protective attitude, especially when some guy gets close to me.”

Kai laughed under his breath. “That’s because you are mine.”

   “Well, took you long enough.” she laughed, watching him bite his wrist before giving it to her to feed. “Has anyone told you blood sharing is really personal?”

    “Yeah?” he caressed her hair before wiping a drop of blood from her cheek. Her blood was running through his veins and now his was about to run through hers. “You know what else is really personal?” he leaned towards her. “You and me cuddling in your bed wearing only our underwear. Or we could wrestle… Though it would be more fun without it. I’ll let you be on top –“

Y/N slapped his shoulder playfully and started laughing. “As if I’d jump into bed with someone after just one kiss –“

    “No jumping then. We can causally fall on it then… and just cuddle, if that’s what you want.” he grinned. “I just – I want you in my arms.”

    “How about you kiss me some more and we shall see what happens next–“ she winked at him, intertwining her fingers with his while lifting herself up on her toes and reaching her other hand towards his cheek. “—we might end up wrestling after all.” ________________________________________ MASTERLIST- SMUT ‘17 MASTERLIST- FLUFF ‘17 / MASTERLIST - FLUFF/ANGST ‘18

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[busylickingsatansballs]

To have and to hold.

Pairing: Kai Parker x reader

Plot: Kai needs readers help for a spell to help her friends, after their messy ending reader just wants it all to be over with.

Warnings: SWEARING

A/N: not really sure what this is tbh I hope you enjoy. It's angsty and I'm letting you guys pick your own ending 😁 I'm sorry it's so long I got carried away

Moving on was never supposed to be easy.

Just when you were trying to move on, get your life back together. There was always something.

Secretly you were sort of impressed, his sheer will to survive had never failed to amaze you. Damon had called you to the house, asking for your help with something, unwilling to share over the phone he'd practically demanded you "hurry on over" as he'd so eloquently put it.

You'd been suspicious of course, it was only natural to be when it came to Damon and his questionable favours.

Your suspicion had only grown as you arrived at the Salvator house, only to be greeted by a guilty looking Stefan. Sure enough there was your something, sitting on the couch with his stupid self-satisfied smirk.

You find yourself frozen in the doorway, unable to turn away. He really hadn't changed a bit, still as tall, dark and devilishly handsome as always, ironically enough.

Your breathing slows but you can't let him know he still affects you. Despite the pressure in your chest you force your lungs to relax, concentrate on them being less constricted.

In. Out. In. Out. You do it until your chest relaxes, reluctantly freeing the trapped oxygen. Your blood pounds in your ears, almost like standing up too quickly.

He shouldn't be here, Bonnie had promised you'd never have to do this again. After all you had helped Bonnie trap him in the prison world and your whole life had been shattered. Not just because you loved him but all the grief and misery he'd left in his wake.

It had almost destroyed you-no he had almost destroyed you.

Your mind snaps back with an unwelcome feeling of ice water being forced into your veins. You already know they must need him for something, like always it was probably something to do with Elena. Not that you had anything against the girl but wherever she went people seemed to have a nasty habit of ending up dead. Not that she was going many places recently, she was still asleep after the spell Kai had placed on her and Bonnie.

Speaking of Bonnie you meet her eyes her and her gaze searches yours for any indication of how you must be feeling, you drop your eyes to the floor before she can see the tears threating to spill. 

It wouldn't matter anyways, apparently so long as Malachai Parker could help, your pain was irrelevant. You were just going to have to grit your teeth and keep your composure. After a long moment nobody speaks and you decide it must be up to you to break silence.

"Why is he here?" You prompt looking around the room trying to kick off the uncomfortable conversation. Your pleasantly surprised it's Stefan who speaks first, he briefly explains that because you are a very powerful witch, they need your help with a spell to protect Elena's coffin.

You couldn't do it yourself obviously as you whilst you were strong your powers could be unpredictable to put it lightly. It would be ridiculous for you to try alone and it could be dangerous for Elena.

And yet it seems life just wasn't quite done fucking you, the lucky girl you were would have Kai there to guide you through it all. Life could really be a bitch sometimes.

You want to say no, really you do it's the first word that comes to mind. Looking around the room at the hopeful eyes of your closest friends you know that you can't. Maybe they shouldn't have lied to you but you can understand why they had, you'd never have come had you known he was back. These people had almost died for you and vice versa, It still shocks you to hear the next few words out of your mouth.

"Okay, I'll do it." the tension in the room seems to ease up a little and you begrudgingly agree to go the crypt with Kai in order to work undisturbed. Your eyes automatically find his face which remains a mask, unchanging and calm. You barely spare anyone glance as you give Stefan the details of the time you need Kai to meet you.

Returning home to retrieve everything you need for the spell, you find yourself thinking about your relationship with Kai. Something in you had selfishly hoped that maybe you could change him, even prove to everyone that there was something inside him that was capable of love, maybe even worthy of receiving it.

You arrive on time looking around you realize that you're alone, the sun's setting barely and despite the warm summer air you still suppress a shiver walking inside the crypt. Putting everything down on top of a nearby sarcophagus, you waste no time crushing ingredients and mixing the seperate vials.

"Started without me Huh?" His voice is full of false humour, in your midst of mixing he'd completely slipped your mind which was a rare occurrence. You don't turn though, hands barely stilling "Force of habit I had to get used to doing alot of things without you." The silence hangs heavy, your mixing is all to be heard aside from the gentle breeze outside.

He doesn't speak for awhile opting to come around the coffin to just watch you.

"I'm sorry." The pestle slips out of your hand rolling onto the table between you, face flushed you snatch it back finishing the mixing. You won't let him do this now "You don't get to be sorry Kai." You utter and your almost embarrassed at how quickly he breaks you.

You stop to look at him face still flushed and you find yourself hating how beautiful you still thought he was.

"If anyone should be sorry it's me, I'm sorry I even entertained the idea that you were capable of love let alone that you could ever love me." Hoping he'd shut up you start flipping wildly through your families grimoire but he doesn't "I did love you." he looks more human now and it almost sounds like he means it.

You feel the pressure begin to build in your fingertips like a muscle aching to be stretched, magic demanding to be used "Then why wasn't I enough for you!" The words are out before you can stop them, You place the flat of your palms against his chest and shove as hard as you can, repeatedly.

He barely moves, even though you put all your strength behind it. His gaze isn't angry, there's a softness and something else that makes you want to cry.

"You don't get to stand there after everything you've done and say you love me when you couldn't even choose me in the first place." Wordlessly Kai takes it, allowing you to lash out which just makes it worse. Your hands fall limp at your sides as you take a few wobbly steps back.

Kai slips his hand into his right breast pocket, pulling out something small and sparkling. Closer inspection leads you to realise that it's a ring, more specificly what looks like an engagement ring. Your throat begins to burn as you try to swallow the agony threatening to consume you.

"I never got a chance to give it to you." His voice disrupts the heavy silence of the crypt. "I get why you might not trust me." He moves slowly like he's cornering a wild animal, the spell is long forgotten and the hand not holding the ring cups your cheek as he swiping his thumb across your cheek brushing the stray tears away.

"I never thought I was capable of love, I never thought I deserved it. I've done a lot of things wrong but you've proved me wrong in so many ways, if I get to feel like this for the rest of my life then I don't mind being wrong." Part of you wants to slap his hand whilst the bigger part of you aches to lean closer.

"If you give me the chance to prove it, I swear I will never let you down again."  his hopeful gaze locks with yours and you find yourself hypnotized.

But can you, will you?

[tvdiaries-imagines]

PROMPT LIST | Hot Mess

1. “You know we’re meant to be.”

2. “Don’t give me false hope.”

3. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m in love with you!”

4. “You can do this but you can’t return my calls?”

5. “It’s so hard for me to hate you right now.”

6. “Please tell me you feel the same.”

7. “I will kill anyone that looks at you the way I look at you.”

8. “I know he’s trouble but I don’t care.”

9. “The thought of losing you scares me.”

10. “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

11. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

12. “You’re not going out in that outfit.”

13. “Can I join you?”

14. “You owe me a drink.”

15. “I’m surprised you came.”

16. “I’m just as shocked as you are.”

17. “Don’t give me that look.”

18. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love you.”

19. “I’m going to regret this.”

20. “I’m begging you, please don’t go.”

21. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

22. “You know you like that.”

23. “Get out of my head!”

24. “Please don’t do this to me.”

25. “You’re the one.”

26. “You again.”

27. “I’m not drunk enough yet.”

28. “You’re more than just a one night stand.”

29. “I’m carrying your child.”

30. “Here’s some money, now shut up.”

31. “I can’t stand you right now.”

32. “Why can’t I stop thinking about you?”

33. “Stop following me!”

34. “No one will hurt you as long as I’m here.”

35. “I’m in love with my best friend.”

36. “God dammit, why do you have this affect on me?!”

37. “I’m not okay if you’re not okay.”

38. “Allow me to give you the world.”

39. “At least put your guards down for me.”

40. “You can trust me.”

41. “Get dressed, we’re going out.”

42. “You can’t tell anyone about this!”

43. “What do you mean you don’t care?”

44. “You swore you’d never lie to me.”

45. “What are you doing in my bed?!”

46. “You look stunning.”

47. “Fine. You win.”

48. “Take me home with you.”

49. “You’re such a fun drunk.”

50. “You’re so god damn amazing.”

51. “Tell me this when you’re sober.”

52. “Since my dog likes you, then I guess I like you.”

53. “You’re an addiction.”

54. “I swear, we’re not a couple!”

55. “You’re in love with me?”

56. “Are you going to get into bed with me or what?”

57. “I may or may not be in love with Y/N.”

58. “Step away before I punch you in the face.”

59. “You don’t mean that.”

60. “I’m not good for you.”

61. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already.”

62. “Everything that is coming out of your mouth is a lie!”

63. “You’re staring again.”

64. “May I have this dance?”

65. “Wow. You look stunning.”

66. “Feel free to kill me for saying this.”

67. “What are you doing here? It’s late.”

68. “I swear, there is nothing going on between us!”

69. “I can’t believe you bought this for me.”

70. “Tell them to fuck off.”

[justathoughtfulangel]

Nothing But The Truth ~ Kai Parker One Shot

*not my gif

Pairing: siphon!Kai X witch!Saltzman!Reader

Word Count: 3,388

Requested?: Yes

This is a sequel to "I'd Rather You Lie." I've done my best to make sure this piece is readable as a one shot, but if you'd like to read the prequel, please read it here.

This IS a reader insert fic; I just don’t like writing with Y/N in the place of names. Use Rosalie/Rosie/Rose as a placeholder for Y/N :)

Description: Kai betrayed her trust, used her for his own selfish means. Now, he can't bear the pain and hurt he's caused her. Malachai understands now that he loves her, but is love enough to mend a broken heart?

Warnings: angst/heartbreak and minor mature language

The story begins after the break! I hope you enjoy reading it :)

“I’d rather you lie.” 

It was easier for Rosalie when he lied. It had been easier to believe it was real. Now, she’d heard the lies so often she couldn’t possibly know what was true anymore. Kai’s ramblings came to a halt. Rose’s smile was more akin to a grimace. There were no tears in her eyes; there was nothing in her eyes as if there was no soul behind them.

Malachai had hurt many people in his life. He’d murdered his siblings, and he’d spent years torturing himself. Somehow, this emptiness in her was worse than all the damage he’d done combined. “Rosalie…” She just shook her head, walking passed him. There was still no emotion on her face as she hugged her winter jacket around her body. Kai watched her walk away, feeling the snow settle in his hair. The cold did not compare to all the pain that consumed him. 

He tried to take a shaky breath. With a choked gasp and unbearable pain in his heart, Malachai watched her until she became a speck of dust in the distance. The worst part of it all? She didn’t turn to look back at him once.

~

Was it his fault for breaking her heart, or was it hers for allowing him to hold it in the first place? Her brain and heart grappled over this question every night, making it impossible to sleep. Thanks to Kai, she couldn’t return to the life she’d once loved. There was nothing left inside her that would allow her to love. 

It wasn’t as if Rose was a stranger to pain. She’d been abandoned by people before. The people who brought her into the world had died. The ones who adopted her into their home as a child saw her as only a paycheck. Even Alaric was dead for a few years before miraculously coming alive again. None of those heartaches had destroyed her in the same way Malachai had.

Perhaps it was because it was her first time truly being in love. She couldn’t feel anything anymore, not even anger. Though her mind and heart disagreed on whose fault it was, they both knew feeling the agony of that betrayal would consume her.

For now, all she could do was continue existing in an endless cycle – school, work, Dad, friends, eat, sleep, repeat. ~

A new semester was starting after winter break, and Rosalie considered it a fresh start. She would put herself out there again; she’d try to come back to life. Rose was sitting in a large lecture hall, waiting for the professor of her creative writing course to arrive. She twirled her stylus around her fingers, making random doodles on her iPad. Someone sat down a few seats away from her, but she paid them no mind. 

The hall continued to fill, and Professor Smith arrived ten minutes late. She was fun, and her quippy nature made up for the tardiness. Listening to a professor review a syllabus wasn’t boring for once. Rosalie was paying close attention, jotting down miscellaneous notes about due dates and assignment details. 

“Your final paper, worth 30% of your grade, will be a writing piece: eight to ten pages long with attention to all topics and techniques we’ll review throughout the semester. Students who do best on this assignment never fail to present their learnings in a unique, refreshing way. Nothing should limit your imagination. Isn’t that right, boy who can’t stop staring at the girl in his row?”  Rose was looking at the professor when she singled out the student not listening. As did the other students, she, too, looked around to see who the professor was scolding. Her grip slackened on her stylus as she heard his voice a few feet away. She would know that voice anywhere. “Y-yes, Professor. I’m sorry.” The professor nodded and continued. Malachai stole one more glance in her direction when the professor’s back was turned, and his eyes met Rosalie’s after weeks of not seeing each other.

~

Before he could talk to her, Rose rushed out of the lecture hall. Was he stalking her now? Swallowing away the bitter taste in her mouth, Rosalie instinctively made her way to her dad’s office. Glancing at the time, she knew Alaric was giving a lecture. Unlocking the door with magic and locking it behind her, Rose collapsed onto the couch. Her head fell into her hands, and her foot tapped against the ground anxiously. 

Rosalie hadn’t yet asked her dad for Kai’s true story. She didn’t want to know it anymore; she told herself she didn’t care about him and whatever was causing him pain. Whether she would admit it or not, Rosalie was lying to herself, just as Kai had lied to her for weeks. 

She stayed in the same spot for hours, finally looking up when she heard the door unlock. Alaric smiled at his daughter, unsurprised to find her here. This was a first-day-of-the-semester tradition for them – tea in his office and unpacking what happened in their new classes. Ric turned on the hot water kettle, pulling out mugs and tea for them. He only noted her troubles when she greeted him without energy, and his smile faded quickly. “Rosalie? What’s the matter?” 

Rose sighed deeply, not knowing where to start. “I need you to tell me everything about Kai, Dad. Please.” The turmoil had been suppressed long enough; she bit the bullet and watched Ric’s expression twitch. He didn’t say anything for a few minutes. Hot water and honey were poured into their mugs. Rose kicked her shoes off, curled her legs under her, and claimed the steaming cup of tea. The silence was broken only when Alaric sat beside her on the couch.

He was torn about how much he should involve her but hiding the truth from Rose allowed Kai to hurt her. Ric wouldn’t hide things from her anymore. “Malachai is Josette’s twin brother.” A confused expression came over Rose’s face immediately. “Jo is in her early 40s. How is that possible?” To his credit, Alaric told her everything without biased embellishments, telling her the story exactly as Jo told him. 

Of course, even he didn’t know the story from Malachai’s perspective. 

He told her about how Kai was meant to merge with Jo and become the leader of the Gemini coven, how he was never worthy of the position. When he found out the thing he lusted after for twenty-two years would never be his, Kai snapped, murdering four of his little siblings in cold blood. Kai stuck a hunting knife into Josette and took out her spleen. Ultimately, he was after Lucas and Olivia. The Coven locked him up in a prison world, and he escaped when Bonnie and Damon ended up there after the Other Side collapsed.

Rosalie listened to everything, finding it impossible to believe that the guy she knew – the guy she thought she knew – was capable of all of this. Even as she left her dad’s office, Rose repeated the story in her mind. There had to be more to this story. No one was born evil. Something must have happened to Kai - something so horrible and cruel that his only choice was to protect himself this way. 

Alaric had heard the story from Jo, but he hadn’t seen the tears Kai shed when no one was around to see them. Whatever caused him to snap tormented him even now, and no one should live that way. Despite this, Rosalie didn’t have it in her to forgive him. Maybe it was selfish, but he’d used someone who trusted him for reasons she could barely justify. 

The door to her apartment closed behind her. Trying to push the thoughts away, Rose walked over to her fridge. She pulled it open, and the wave of cool air sent her mind reeling back…

Even on the drive back to Mystic Falls, her thoughts were consumed with Kai. He’d kissed her, and then he disappeared. What kind of decent person does that? Rosalie had begun to think that maybe she didn’t know Malachai at all. Her thoughts would be proven right a few minutes later.  When Rose entered the Salvatore House, she heard the flames of the fireplace crackling and voices coming from the living room. “How do you know my daughter?” Her dad was threatening someone, holding them by their neck as he tilted the chair towards the fireplace. Damon forced him away, trying to calm Alaric down. “Easy, Papa Bear. Kai’s going to cooperate. Talk. Now.”  Kai? Her Kai? No… “Didn’t you know? I’ve been dating her for a while. Here I thought she told you everything, Alaric. Of course, she thinks it’s real, which is sweet, really. At least someone among us has a heart.”  Kai kept on talking, but she heard none of it. It was as if her senses had been disconnected from her brain. “She’s just so welcoming… it was so easy to step into her life. I could get into all of yours and take what I’ve always wanted. But you really didn’t need to torture me to get that out of me, did you? I think I’m an excellent communicator.”  Damon and her dad had already seen Rose standing there, and when Damon forced Kai’s chair around, she registered the briefest flicker of remorse in his eyes. She didn’t have it in her to care, not right now. All she did was turn around and leave. The air outside felt so much colder than she could bear. It bit her cheeks as tears filled her eyes. Rosalie refused to let them fall. She would not cry over someone who was using her.

The tears that had refused to spill all those months ago came bubbling to the surface. Her knees buckled below her, and her hands rushed to cover her mouth as a pained scream came out. All the agony at his betrayal created burning trails on her cheeks, and as she curled up on the ground, her shoulders shook with each sob. 

Rosalie finally let herself admit that she had loved Malachai: she probably still did. She’d put her heart into someone’s hands for the first time and this was what she earned in return. Nothing in her life felt fair. How many more people would hurt her before she could finally be free? 

The anguish she’d failed to acknowledge and process now took over. It subsided hours later when the chill from the open fridge had coated her spine and the door beeped in protest. Rose gave it a weak push and it creaked shut. 

She’d loved him, and now she didn’t think she could love anymore.

~

Caroline smacked a piece of paper down on the table in front of Rosalie. “The annual Whitmore Bitter Ball is on Saturday, and you’re coming.” Rose picked up the flyer, smiling without amusement at the clashing black and grey letters. “Come onnnn, you’re the one that’s most bitter in love out of any of us.” 

Elena and Bonnie gave Caroline a withering stare, while Rose just shook her head. “Sorry… insensitive.” She cleared her throat, trying to dispel the awkwardness. “You should come, Rosalie. We all deserve a night out.” Elena was gently encouraging in stark contrast to Caroline. Rose didn’t know how she felt about it. “Okay, dance or no dance, at least come dress shopping with us? We need your opinions.” Truthfully, it sounded dreadful. After a long blink, Rosalie smiled and agreed. “Fine. It’ll be just like high school.” It wouldn’t be for her; it would be for her friends.

A few hours later, Rosalie was walking between aisles upon aisles of dresses. Some were gaudy and drew way too much attention. Some were too plain for a ball. Then again, maybe plain was best – something that could help her hide in the shadows as she attended the dance for the sake of her worried friends. 

Rose ultimately chose a silken, black gown. It had an attractive sweetheart neckline and golden embellishments around the waist. The skirt didn’t puff out obnoxiously, and with a golden mask to abide by the masquerade policy, it was the perfect disguise.

~

On Saturday evening, Rosalie found herself standing in the corner of the grand ballroom. People were all over the place: some drunk, some dancing, some crying, and some doing all of the above. Rose watched people move about behind her mask, twirling the straw around in her gin and soda with extra limes. She’d promised Caroline she’d stay out for an hour, and thankfully, the hour was almost up. 

Downing her drink, Rosalie walked across the dance floor. She had managed to artfully avoid the masses until she reached the bar. The glass clinked down onto the granite counter, right beside someone also attending this ball alone. He turned around slowly, setting down his own glass. They looked at each other silently for a few heavy seconds, neither saying a word. 

Malachai’s eyes shined in the dim lighting of the ballroom, swimming with numerous feelings yet glistening with the joy of seeing her. Rosalie’s expression remained passive, unreadable. She’d cried her heart out already. What was the next step in the process of healing from heartbreak? 

“I don’t know how a ball for the brokenhearted could be such a hit,” Kai said. Rose smiled without amusement, looking around at the crowd once again. “You never know, maybe lots of people have broken hearts around here.” Malachai swallowed away the knot of emotion in his throat, his eyes darting to the dance floor. “Maybe you’re right.”

He refused to meet her eyes, and it sparked something inside her. It was some convoluted mixture of rage, pain, desperation, and, most unexpectedly, a tinge of hope. “Dance with me?” She held out her hand to him in challenge. Kai’s gaze flit between her hand, the dancing couples, and the gleam in her eyes. Whatever brought it back, he’d missed it dearly. He took her hand, leading her to join the crowds. 

Rose let out a soft laugh at the song change, wondering if Caroline had something to do with the music. War of Hearts played over the speakers as Kai’s hand came to rest on her waist. Their fingers linked together, and this time, everything else fell away. 

Come to me in the night hours. I will wait for you.

Both recalled the same memories as they stepped in unison. Their awkward first interaction in the coffee shop. The first date where Kai was trying to be charming but ended up spilling soda all over his shirt. His tears when the thoughts of his past tormented him. The devastation they both felt when Rosalie found out about Malachai’s betrayal. 

“Have you been stalking me, by the way?” Kai almost smiled, his brow rising. “Would you believe me if I said I had no idea you’d be in the same section?” He twirled her around, pulling her back to him. “Honestly, I don’t know what I’m supposed to believe, Malachai.” 

She’d been the only one who could use his full first name without making him flinch. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, and Kai sighed, resigned with himself. “I don’t know what I can say, Rose. You have every right to not trust me. Let me just ask you one thing, and then I will leave you alone.”

I can’t help but love you, even though I try not to. I can’t help but want you. I know that I’d die without you.

“Do you honestly think I didn’t break my own heart when I broke yours?” His arms wrapped around her as Kai selfishly pulled her close. If this was the last time, he needed to hold her close. The back of his hand brushed her cheek, and he memorized the feel of her soft skin. He was close enough to see the reflection of his dark, satin mask in Rosalie’s eyes. 

Rose didn’t know how to react. Her first instinct was to say no. He had sounded so convincing when he gloated to Ric and Damon about how he used her. How could that be the voice of someone with a broken heart? That same person stood in front of her now, looking at her with deeper affection and sincerity unlike anything she’d known before. 

Rosalie held the hand brushing her cheek, wrapping her own around it before stepping away from Kai. “Malachai, I can’t do this again.” Kai had let her walk away once. He wouldn’t give up without a fight this time. “Please… I promise I won’t ever hurt you. I won’t lie to you. From now on, nothing but the truth.” 

I can’t help but be wrong in the dark, ‘cause I’m overcome in this war of hearts. I can’t help but want oceans to part, ‘cause I’m overcome in this war of hearts.

With those words, Rose threw her arms around Malachai and kissed him. Maybe it was wishful thinking, or maybe it was just plain stupid. It didn’t matter. Not trusting him had been so unendurably painful; even if he played her again, it would be worth it.

Kai froze in surprise for a fraction of a second, not expecting her to give him the one thing he wanted most. He took her face in his hands, suppressing a sob of relief and joy. Malachai brought her closer, hugging her flush against his body. 

People still danced around them, oblivious to the two souls who’d found each other and would never part again.

~

The end of the semester approached, faster than anticipated. Malachai and Rosalie had spent the last months together, and true to his word, he hadn’t lied to her… until tonight.

In his lonesome years in the prison world, Kai had honed his cooking and baking skills. Tonight, after a long week of finals, they were making Kai’s chocolate chip cookies – a recipe he’d refined and mastered over twelve years. Rosalie was whipping together browned butter and sugar, and Kai was chopping chunks of dark chocolate into shards with a knife. The apartment smelled like toasted sugar, and their playful banter brought them much-needed laughter. 

“Where’d you put the vanilla extract I brought over?” Rosalie was looking in Kai’s kitchen drawers, and just as she reached one near the edge of the counter, he stepped in front of her. “Not in that one! There’s nothing in that one. Let’s move on.” Why was he in such a rush to get her away from that drawer? 

“Malachai… what are you hiding from me?” He sighed and stepped aside, remembering his promise to her. Rose didn’t take her eyes off him as she opened the drawer. Looking down, she halted in shock at the only object inside: a small black jewelry box.

Kai grabbed it before she could, putting it behind her back. She gave him a look, raising her eyebrows in question. “What are you hiding from me?” She repeated her question, her voice even more pointed, now with curiosity rather than suspicion. Adorably anxious, Kai nipped at his lower lip and tugged at his hair momentarily. 

Setting the box on the kitchen counter, Kai flipped its lid. Within it, tucked into cushioned velvet, lay matching silver rings. They were similar in style to the ones Malachai often wore, the metal bands thick and fairly plain. He removed them both, showing her the inscription inside the bands: nothing but the truth.

“This isn’t a proposal. Not yet, at least.” Kai’s nervousness didn’t help him get these words out, but when he looked up, looking into her eyes, suddenly it was much easier. “I wanted us to have something that reminds us of our journey and how far we’ve come. I want us to have these.” Before he said anything more, Kai slipped his ring onto his middle finger. Rosalie accepted his gift and put on her ring. She took his hand and laced their fingers together.  “Thank you, Kai,” Rose spoke with tenderness, holding Kai’s face. “I’ll never take it off.” Their lips met in a sweet kiss, and the smooth metal of their rings clinked together quietly. They squeezed each other’s hands lovingly, now certain neither would let go.

~~~

That's all for this piece! Thank you to the anon who requested I give them a happy ending; this story would not exist without you :)

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[so-long-soldier-writes]

~ part 2: drabbles, headcanons, etc.

~ updated: 11/18/24

~ read tags before reading; each fic is thoroughly tagged  

~ back to masterlist

#1 - stomach ache ~ fluff

kai comforting you when you have a stomach ache

#2 - pink starbursts ~ fun

listening to caroline plan a party gets boring. kai finds a way to entertain himself.

#3 - can’t help that i love you ~ fluff; soft!kai

while you and kai aren't necessarily in a relationship, no one can ignore the way you are together. it started with kai's nightmares, bringing you to his side for nightly comfort. soon, gentle touches on his back led to full blown hugs and forehead kisses; simple conversation turned to long talks, and you're only getting closer every day. kai feels safe with you, and you're falling for him. maybe he's falling for you, too. this is why your "thing" needs to stop. right now.

#4 - the dinner party ~ smut

ten minutes before company arrives. five to finish up, two to clean up, one to fix your hair, and the last two to occupy yourself with something inconspicuous. a perfect amount of time. let's just hope they don't show up early...  

#5 - stupid, sad movie ~ soft!kai

since kai missed out on over a decade of movies, you now spend your nights watching the best ones. tonight's movie: titanic.

#6 - “i took his virginity” ~ best friend!kol mikaelson x reader

you should've known kol would find out about your new boyfriend before you'd be able to tell him yourself. luckily, you're able to talk him into accepting kai, as long as he treats you right.

#7 - kissing disease ~ fun

despite the deal he had made with her several weeks ago, kai needs his sister for her medical opinion, again.

#8 - jumpscares ~ fun; best friend kai

kai has the worst timing for wanting your attention

#9 - hope ~ hurt / comfort; tw: sh

kai notices your scars.

#10 - aphrodisiac ~ fun

you can only listen to damon ramble on for so long before you lose focus. unfortunately, this time, your zoning out manages to cause maximum embarrassment when the rest of the group follows your line of sight.

#11 - sinful ~ smut

shoe humping with kai... specifically, those old 1994 converse

#12 - kiss on the cheek ~ fluff

kai receiving a kiss on the cheek would have no freaking clue what to do with himself. 

#13 - the massage ~ fluff

kai's sure he'll win the bet. you're positive he won't.

#14 - morning coffee ~ fluff; fun

the sun rises. a new day starts. yet, everything remains the same, but nothing's where you left it.

#15 - attention to detail ~ fluff

kai admires the way you watch tv.

• dating yandere!kai ~ mild violence; some fluff

• heretic kai x accident prone reader ~ fluff

• driving lessons ~ fun

• kai’s sex life

• king!kai / royalty au

• demon!kai x angel!reader // angel!kai x demon!reader ~ smut; corruption kink

• how he would be academically / intelligence-wise

• childhood best friends to lovers ~ angst; fluff

• werewolf alpha kai // kai's demigod parent (pjo) ~ nsfw; fun

• kai with a lip ring ~ mildly nsfw

• body swap au ~ fun

• comfort ~ tw: [non-graphic] non-consent; csa

a flashback to his childhood. a terrifying memory he thought he had repressed. | pre-1994 |

• the dog ~ tw: violence, animal death; read at your own risk

kai hates the family dog. | pre-1994 |

[yippee-kia-yay]

My familia is worried I might marry a sociopath... jokes on them, no one wants to marry me HA

[faemae00]

Started another Kai Parker fanfic :) Starts off when he’s in high school. Looking forward to getting stuck into this one!

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

In Addition To

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by jcbbe

Peace. That's all Bonnie Bennett, in fact that's all any Bennett wanted.

However, with only two Bennett's being alive in this lifetime, it appeared that it was only achievable in death. But Bonnie was not ready to die yet. Well, permanently.

Abby? Bonnie had no idea where she could be, and as a matter of fact, she could care less (at least that's what she told herself).

If Bonnie wanted peace she believed she had to be creative with attaining it. So why not go to the least peaceful place on the map?

Gotham, the city of crime.

But just as always, peace in temporary for a Bennett witch, but this time that peace isn't disrupted with temperamental vampires, heretics, dopplegangers, a hunt for mortality, and questionable love interest. Nope, much worse. This time its parental revelations.

Words: 973, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Bonnie Bennett, Bennett Coven - Character, Abby Bennett Wilson, Sheila "Grams" Bennett, Lucy Bennett (Vampire Diaries), Katherine Pierce, Malachai "Kai" Parker, Other TVD characters, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman), Justice League (DCU), Batfamily Members, Selina Kyle

Relationships: Bonnie Bennett & Batfamily Members, Bonnie Bennett & Malachai "Kai" Parker, Bonnie Bennett & Katherine Pierce, Bonnie Bennett & Abby Bennett Wilson, Bonnie Bennett & Sheila "Grams" Bennett, Bonnie Bennett/Malachai "Kai" Parker, Bonnie Bennett/Katherine Pierce, Bruce Wayne/Abby Bennett Wilson/Selina Kyle, Abby Bennett Wilson & Selina Kyle, Abby Bennett Wilson & Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne & Selina Kyle, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: Title is still debated, random idea, Angst, Bonnie Bennett-centric, Hurt Bonnie Bennett, BAMF Bonnie Bennett, Bruce Wayne is Bonnie Bennett's biological father, Rudy knew, Abby was young and pregnant

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[kairinds]

take flight together

pairing: reader (gn) x kai parker

warnings: drinking, kinda sad angst, lots of changes in scenery, and a little heated at the end. also fluff.

word count: 5,002 words

  For as long as you could remember, your summers in Mystic Falls were mostly spent at the Lockwood mansion. Tyler’s parents always welcomed the entire class every summer whether it was from the kindness of their hearts or something else. Either way, you couldn’t be bothered with the true answer as most of you were more concerned about the snacks and all of the cool things Tyler seemed to show off.

  Sadly, that was a much simpler time for all of you. Ever since you all learned about the presence of the supernatural in the world, you’ve all had to worry about dodging threats left and right. You had Bonnie to thank for all that she taught you. Without her, you had no idea where you would’ve been.

   Luckily for all of you, there was enough time to catch your breath one summer.

  Summer rain showers couldn’t keep you cooped up in your homes. It did the opposite and that was how you ended up at the Mystic Grill, a basket of fries long-abandoned once you and Bonnie started a conversation. It was good to see her excited about something again.

  After everything that had happened, Bonnie was eager to get away from Mystic Falls for a little while and you agreed with her. Nothing was stopping you.  The atmosphere of Mystic Falls was suffocating and felt like you were breathing in smoke. Who could blame the two of you for wanting to leave a place that held so many painful memories?

  It only took a few minutes for you and Bonnie to decide on a place to visit. It wasn’t necessarily close, a few hours away, but was close enough if there was an emergency. The two of you let out a sigh at the thought of your vacation being shortened but understood that there was always going to be some problem that needed solving and that made you think.

  Kai Parker was considered a problem to your friends but Bonnie figured that Damon and the others could deal with him for a bit and you understood her desperate need to get away for a bit. You knew that what happened in the prison world still weighed on her and could understand why she was so hesitant to trust him.

  With that in mind, you still tried to see things from both sides. Yes, Kai hurt your friends but he also went through a lot with his family. His actions didn’t sit well with you but you figured he deserved some sort of decency, that your friends didn’t give him, and hoped that your slight smiles sent the right message.

  Since the events of the prison world and the merge with Luke, Kai tried to turn over a new leaf. Everyone thought he was faking but you saw right through him and knew that he was genuine. Unfortunately, you still found him mildly annoying with or without emotions. Though, sometimes you did find it cute when he talked a mile a minute.

  The bell above the door entrance and a hand on your shoulder drew you from your thoughts. It took a moment for you to realize that Bonnie said something, eyebrows furrowed. A hmm was let out as you reached for your drink on the counter.

  “I’m sorry,” you cleared your throat, “what did you say?”

  Bonnie’s eyes flitted between yours. Up until Kai came into the picture, you became nervous whenever she would look at you like that. Like she was trying to figure something out. The fact that you didn’t treat Kai like the others and had hope for him made you feel like a traitor. Would they abandon you if you openly defended him?

  Bonnie quickly typed something into her laptop before she faced you again and repeated her question, “Are you okay?”

  The expression on her face slowly became one of concern the longer it took you to answer her. There wasn’t a reason for you to feel guilty but the lump in your throat grew.

  “Uh,” you pinched the fabric of your shirt between your fingers, “yeah. I’m fine. I guess I’m a little nervous to leave Mystic Falls for even a few minutes let alone a week without something happening, y’know?”

  Bonnie’s hand moved to your shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze. She seemed to think the action wasn’t comforting enough as she stood up from her stool to give you the softest of hugs. When she pulled away there was a frown on her face.

  “I know what you mean but you better not try to cancel on us,” she jokingly glared at you as she sat back down, “you need a break just as much as I do.”

  There wasn’t an argument from you on that. It felt like all of you had been to hell and back thousand times over, each time you hoped it would get easier.

  “Don’t worry,” you grinned and place a hand on her forearm, “I know how much this means to you. And also because I don’t want to be on the receiving end of your wrath.”

  The two of you erupted in giggles at that. Once the two of you calmed down, Bonnie texted Elena and you called Caroline to meet up with you to finish planning the trip. It took a minute to get replies but they both sounded the same. Elena couldn’t make it because she and Damon were going on a road trip while Caroline and Stefan thought it would be best if they stayed behind.

  You didn’t miss the look of disappointment on Bonnie’s face. While they had their reasons, you just wished that your friends would open their eyes and see how that made Bonnie feel. So, you pushed down that bit of anger and tried to cheer her up with ideas of things you could do on vacation. It worked a little but the hurt was still in her eyes.

  She let out a frustrated groan, “You’re right, it’ll be fine.”

  A reply was right on your tongue but was interrupted by someone chewing obnoxiously next to you. After adjusting your position on the barstool, you turned to face Kai. He was in the middle of wolfing down your abandoned fries and offered a little wave when your eyes met.

  A scoff left your lips but there was a slight grin on your face too. Realizing that Bonnie probably also saw him, you changed your expression to one of disinterest and looked over your shoulder at her. Luckily, she was facing her laptop which made a little breath of relief escape you.

  When you turned back to face Kai, his eyebrows were raised at your actions. With a shake of your head, you turned back to your laptop. Expecting quiet, you realized that was far from possible when Kai reached past you for what was left of your drink and sipped from the straw loudly. If Bonnie didn’t notice him from before, she sure did after that.

  “What are doing here?” She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

  Kai shrugged as a lazy smile slid onto his face, “Oh y’know, just came to hang with my besties.”

  Bonnie snorted at that, “Yeah right,” she looked him up and down, “as if I or Y/N would ever be friends with you.”

  Even though you were trying to focus on the flight schedule in front of you, the burning of eyes on the back of your head didn’t go unnoticed. You didn’t even have to look to know that it was Kai’s blue eyes on you. His actions made heat rise to your face and not in a good way.

  “Hmm, maybe Y/N is already friends with me.”

  Your bottom lip was drawn between your teeth before you turned to face them. Bonnie was glaring and Kai wore a smirk that you wanted to punch off his face.

  “Kai,” your voice didn’t sound like your own, “we’re obviously in the middle of something. So, if you could go be obnoxious literally anywhere else, we’d greatly appreciate it.”

  The smile on your face felt robotic and you chalked it up to you taking on the persona of something that didn’t like Kai. You felt bad for speaking to him like that but you knew that he saw right through it. You needed time to explain things to your friends and you were more worried about Bonnie’s reaction.

  Kai smirked, “Nah, I think I’ll stick around,” he sipped from the drink and pretended he was deep in thought, “I think you could use some help planning your little vacation.”

  The sneer on your face morphed into a pleading look. The cogs were turning in Kai’s head and you knew he was planning on saying something else but you relaxed when he seemed to change his mind. Before he left the grill, he took a handful of fries.

  “Ugh,” Bonnie faced you with a frown, “he’s so damn annoying.”

 “Yeah,” you let out a quick laugh, “anyways, I know what will take our minds off of Elena and Caroline canceling.”

  Bonnie raised her eyebrows in question.

   “Wine, pizza, and terrible TV shows.”

  She hummed in agreement as the two of you started to pack up your things. While Bonnie was occupied, you looked over your shoulder to see if Kai was still near. He wasn’t. Relief should have washed over you but you felt something else.

  There was a pang in your chest when you replayed the encounter in your head. If you would have been nice to him Bonnie would’ve grown suspicious and with everything that happened, you didn’t want to cause a rift between the two of you. Of course, the others wouldn’t be too happy about it but you were more concerned about Bonnie. The others would be fine.

****

  After leaving the Mystic Grill, you and Bonnie went your separate ways before meeting back up at your place. As promised, there was pizza, wine, and a TV show ready to be binge-watched.

  At least two and a half glasses of wine later and Bonnie was completely drunk. How you managed to stay sober was a mystery to you since all you wanted was to forget the events of the day.

  You didn’t mean to be so hot and cold with Kai, at least not completely, but you had to be careful is what you told yourself. There was just so much built-up frustration towards your friends for their treatment of Kai and how they expected everyone to do the same.

Honestly, you weren’t being careful for the others, just Bonnie. What kind of friend would you be if you just acted as if Kai did nothing to her? It was too much for you to think about yet it seemed to be the only thing on your mind besides Kai.

  With a sigh, you stood up from the couch to put away the wine glasses and trash. Once you were done with that, you attempted to help Bonnie to your spare room which took three tries. The entire way to the room she mumbled incoherent things. It was when you were helping her into the bed that she said something clearly.

  A drunken smile graced her face, “You’re such a good friend.”

  That made you freeze in your spot. Your mind raced at her words and somehow you were still able to put a blanket over her and get water and pain medicine. When you returned to the doorway spare room, Bonnie was snoring softly. Before you could fully enter the room, you heard a thud from your room down the hallway and you let out a yelp.

  Slowly, you crept towards your room and tried to stay quiet which you later realized was pointless considering your reaction to the noise. The hallway was almost completely dark if it weren’t for the light that spilled in from the window ways down the hall.

As you got closer to the room you could hear a muffled voice. After chancing a look behind you and exhaling, you squared your shoulders and pushed open your bedroom door, and flicked on the light.

  Sitting on your bed was a smug Kai Parker as he passed your lip balm across his lips. A scoff left your lips before you could say anything.

  “We gotta stop meeting like this. Anyways,” he spoke, eyes glued to the lip balm he held, “I get why you like this one. This scent is amazing. Oh, and the texture and taste. Wow. But I’d rather taste it from your lips.”

  Somewhere in between his rave, you leaned against the doorway and crossed your arms. The look on his face was one of childlike wonder and that made your anger simmer down a bit. No matter how much you thought you knew him, he always managed to shock you with all of the layers of his personality.

  Everyone pretty much described him as just one thing so, it caught you off guard to know that he was more than that. The Kai you started to know wasn’t heartless. He was annoying half the time but you figured that this new version of him had a lot to do with Luke and the merge.

  “If I remember correctly, I said my room was off-limits,” you huffed, “and maybe this wouldn’t happen if you’d stop breaking into my damn house.”

  Kai stood and shrugged, “You learn a lot about a person from their room.”

  You narrowed your eyes and raised a brow, “And what does it say?”

  He pursed his lips and looked at the ceiling. A minute later he placed a hand on his chin. A few more minutes passed and you concluded that you weren’t going to get an answer.

  “You’re not going to tell me are you?”

  The thoughtful expression on his face was replaced with a goofy grin, “Nope.”

  You nodded and gestured to your lip balm, “Put that away and come on.”

  Not waiting for him to follow, you left the room to quickly check on Bonnie. A peaceful look was on her face as she slept. Gently, you closed the door and made your way to the kitchen. It didn’t take long for Kai to meet you.

  His eyes swept across your living room before they landed on the nearly empty wine bottle on the counter behind you. When you noticed his gaze on the counter you told him about your night with Bonnie. Only a moment passed before the two of you took a seat and started to talk about any and everything.

  It was easy to talk to him. There was no fear of judgment and he made you laugh which sort of took your mind off of things. Like a thorn in your side, those same thoughts came back. Just when you were about to overthink your decisions, Kai mumbled something about craving pancakes. You allowed him to make them and your kitchen ended looking a mess but Kai promised he would clean it.

  You remained seated and watched him move about your kitchen like it was second nature. Kai tried to be serious but failed when he tried to flip a pancake and nearly broke your stove. By then you had hopped up from your seat to both yell and laugh at his failed attempt.

  “Dude, you have to be quiet,” you whipped around to make sure the door to the spare room was still closed, “Bonnie’s asleep.”

  Kai sputtered out a laugh and muttered sheepishly, “Right. Sorry.”

  Only a few minutes had passed when Kai was finally done with his pancakes. He moved past you to take a seat at the table and then proceeded to wolf down the food. He only stopped to look at you.

  Fork absentmindedly raised in the air, he spoke, “You’re a good friend, y’know. Wish I had someone like you on my side.”

  Your eyebrows raised at his statement. No words escaped your mouth for a minute as you tried to think of something coherent to say. It was hard to find words with Kai’s blue eyes on you but you somehow managed.

  “What?” You met his gaze and pinched the bridge of your nose. “Who said I wasn’t?”

  Kai’s eyebrows shot up at what you said and if you weren’t looking at him, you would have missed. His gaze continued to burn into you as he searched for any signs that you were joking. When he didn’t find any he shrugged and took another bite of food.

  “I don’t think you’d want to be on my side.”

  “I don’t need anyone to decide whose side I’m on,” you exhaled and shook your head, “I get enough of that as it is.”

  Kai tilted his head, eyes still searching your face and posture.

  “Y/N, you obviously hate me.”

  For a minute, you were only able to shake your head at his statement. His words rang loudly in your head as you thought of the way you treated him earlier. Was he really that oblivious of how you felt about him?

  The atmosphere shifted and became so charged you almost felt breathless.  You knew that Kai felt it too but neither of felt like admitting it, so you tried to think of how you would frame your words. Your gaze quickly moved from his eyes to a random scratch on the dining table.

  “If I hated you, I wouldn’t give you the time of day let alone allow you to stay in my place after breaking in. Again.”

  The sound of Kai dropping the fork onto the plate made you jump slightly. He had his chin resting on one of his hands when you looked up at him. For a second, he didn’t meet your gaze but when he did you could see a storm swirling within them.

  “Look, I get it,” you rolled your lips inwards before you continued, “you’ve done things but so have my friends. If they can be redeemed why can’t you?”

  Kai nodded slowly and you took that as your sign to continue.

  “Honestly,” you started, “they’re a bunch of hypocrites. And I get why Bonnie feels the way that she does about you, she’s been through so much. It seems like the others forget that but I can’t.”

  The legs of the chair scraped against the floor as you stood up from your seat and walked over to the sink. Kai was just about to say something when he saw you stifle a yawn. Slowly, he stood and placed the empty plate into the sink along with all of the other dishes he dirtied.

  “She means a lot to me,” you turned towards him, “and I don’t want her to think that I don’t care about her and what she went through.”

  A sympathetic smile formed on his face as he gently placed a hand on your shoulder and told you to get some sleep. You were ready to argue with him but a quick shake of his head stopped you. A breathy laugh left both of you at the same time but Kai quickly became serious, his eyebrows raised at you.

  “Okay, okay,” you held your hands up in surrender, “I’m going. Don’t break your promise.”

  Kai smiled as he watched you stand, “Have I ever broken a promise for you?”

  Kai did feel the shift in the atmosphere but figured that conversation could wait, at least until you got some rest. So, with a sleepy smile on your face, you mumbled “goodnight” and sluggishly made it to your bedroom and fell asleep soon after.

****

  It was surprising how easily you slept with all of the thoughts that raced through your mind. Though, you figured your good sleep was from all of the exhaustion that built up over time and settled deeply into your bones. Either way, you welcomed it.

  True to his word, your kitchen was spotless the next morning. Kai even left two plates for you and Bonnie in the fridge and you had to chew on your bottom lip to stop your smile from getting wider. Once the food was reheated, you went to check on Bonnie and noticed that she was already awake. When she was done cleaning up, she met you in the kitchen for brunch.

  The two of you ate in a comfortable silence which was interrupted by laughter from both of you. Bonnie was in the middle of washing dishes when she turned around to face you from the other side of the kitchen. Her eyes were slightly narrowed while she was deep in thought.

  “Was Kai here last night?”

  Heat rushed to your face and your throat became dry but it only lasted a moment. Trying to keep your friendship with Kai a secret to not upset your friends was exhausting. So, you took a breath and nodded.

  Bonnie stared at you for what felt like forever then she turned around and continued with the dishes. Once she was done, she sat back down at the kitchen table.

  “Y/N.”

  Her face was unreadable as you waited for her to say something else. The room seemed to get smaller and warmer the longer you waited. To say you were a little scared was an understatement. After how hard you tried to keep everyone’s feelings in mind, were you going to lose your best friend?

  You couldn’t wait any longer.

  “Bonnie, I know how you feel about Kai but you know me,” you let out a frustrated sigh, “I can’t sit back and watch all of you treat him like that. I know what he did was wrong but doesn’t he deserve better?”

  Neither of you wanted to argue but that was impossible when talking about Kai. In the beginning, you wanted to hate him just like the others but your heart got in the way. Of course, you didn’t know what it felt like to be singled out for being different in the way that Kai was but you knew that you had to end the cycle. You didn’t condone his actions but if Damon and the others could get a clean slate, what made Kai so different?

  “Damon’s done just as much, if not worse than what Kai has done. Let’s not forget Elena, Caroline, and Stefan. Humanity or not, they all have blood on their hands. Nearly all of them have hurt you.”

  Bonnie was just about to say something when she fixed her gaze right behind you. There was no use in turning around because the smell of bourbon made it obvious who it was. When you did turn to face him, he was leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and a blank expression on his face.

  “Y/N, I think you’re missing the point,” Damon gestured to Bonnie, “Kai hurt her.”

  A humorless laugh left your lips as you glared at him, “You did too, or did everyone forget that?”

  The conversation ended soon after when Bonnie stood and collected her things to leave. She opened the door but before she walked out she turned to look at you. There was no way to truly tell how she felt because you knew she was trying so hard to stay calm but her eyes told another story.

  She sighed before leaving, “I can’t do this right, Y/N. I’m sorry.”

****

   The next few hours consisted of a heated argument between you and Damon. You explained to him how you truly felt about him and the others and how they were acting like hypocrites.

  The more you listed off the things they’d done and how many people they hurt, Damon started to understand where you were coming from.

  When he first returned to Mystic Falls, you were one of the people he hurt as a game to piss of Stefan. How you managed to keep everything bottled up until then was beyond you but you figured it was some screwed-up attempt to keep the peace between everyone.

  Mental exhaustion crept up on you and you were surprised when Damon apologized. He even admitted that he and the others were hypocrites and you had a feeling that it was hard for him to come to terms with that. All you could do was nod as he placed a hand on your shoulder. Soon after, he left and you were able to breathe a little better.

  The next day or so went by somewhat uneventful, the only highlight of your day was Kai bombarding you with text messages. They were either about pancake recipes or music suggestions. You felt guilty for not responding to him but figured he got the message when he stopped texting you after a while.

  Only twenty minutes had passed when your phone began to ring. Bonnie’s name was across the screen when you checked. Hurriedly, you sat up from your sofa and debated on what you would say to her but you just said screw it and answered. Your voice was slightly breathy when you greeted her.

  The conversation felt a little off at first but the two of you were able to talk somewhat normally. You were in the middle of hashing out ideas for the trip when Bonnie softly called your name and apologized. Guilt took over you as you listened to her blame herself for you keeping your friendship with Kai a secret.

  “No, Bonnie. It’s not your fault,” you put your phone on speaker and placed it on the coffee table, “I’m the one who wanted to hide things.”

  You could hear Bonnie moving around from the other end before she spoke, “But you wouldn’t have done that if you had friends that cared about your feelings.”

  A feeling of understanding took over you when. They only wanted to protect you but did they need to treat Kai like nothing in the process? Of course, you knew it wasn’t easy for them to see Kai and be reminded of all of the things he’d done to them.

  “Look, I know you. Once you have your mind on something, no one can change it,” Bonnie took a deep breath, “so, I’ll need time to fully process you being friends with Kai but please know that I don’t hate you for it. I think he needs a good friend like you.”

  A tiny smile formed on your face at her words, “Thanks.”

  Even after hearing that from Bonnie, you still felt a little guilty. Hours had passed since the conversation with her but you kept replaying it in your head. It was just the thought of you putting a strain on your friendship with Bonnie that didn’t sit right with you. The more you thought about it the further you got into your head but a familiar voice brought you back to reality.

  “Bonnie is grateful to have a friend like you that really cares about her but you gotta give yourself a break, Y/N. Your feelings matter too.”

  Never would your friends have thought that Kai Parker was capable of giving sound advice. He was also being sarcastic, so you never really got to see his serious side. Hesitantly, he sat down next to you.

  It was silent for a while as your mind roamed. The sunset caught your attention for a few minutes before your gaze moved to Kai. He wasn’t facing you and that gave you time to look at him. He had matured since you first met him, slight stubble on his face, and his once soft features were sharpened. You always found him attractive but the glow from the sunset made him look so much more than that.

  “You could at least take me out before you undress me with your eyes?”

  With wide eyes, you quickly shifted your gaze as heat rushed to your face. Kai snickered as he noticed the nervous look on your face. You were about to give him a sassy response when he gently grabbed your chin and titled your face up.

  Whatever words you wanted to say were long forgotten when Kai kissed you. It took a few seconds for you to realize what was happening but you responded quickly. Kai’s hands gripped your hips as he pulled you onto his lap, never once pulling from the kiss.

  His lips were so soft and moved expertly against yours. Slowly, he pulled away from you with flushed cheeks and you realized how boyish he looked. He moved forward to pull you into another kiss but you stopped him and looked away. With furrowed brows, he soothingly rubbed your back.

  “Hey,” he waited for you to look at him, “you okay? I’m sorry if—”

  “—are you wearing my lip balm?”

  Kai looked you over once more to make sure everything was okay. When he realized that you were fine, he nodded and chuckled at the expression on your face. You were trying so hard to remain serious but he could see the faint outline of a smile forming.

  By then the sun had completely set and your living room was almost fully dark if not for the lamp in the corner. Your lips met again but only for a second because Kai pulled away, blue eyes taking in every inch of your face.

  “So, does that mean you’re gonna take me out?”

  A laugh escaped you and it felt good. Your shoulders didn’t feel so tense and it was easier to breathe. You knew that it was going to take time for the others to come around but Bonnie’s support meant everything to you. There was no way of telling how things between you and Kai would turn out but you had to try.

  With a nod, you placed one hand on his chin and the other on his cheek. You could feel the burn of his eyes on you as you offered him a soft smile and pulled him into yet another kiss.