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I Love You, Penelope Park

As I lean back against the windowsill, scrolling on my phone hearing a door open I look ahead of me as I see her exiting the bathroom.

Her short raven coloured hair, now in curls, dripping wet, after having the shower she had just taken.

My eye wander a little further down from her hair straight to her lips before continuing to admire her like a unique painting, her golden brown skin glistening from the droplets of water.

Ugh, she was beautiful.

Stunning.

Her movements were angelic.

At least, to me they were.

I clear my thoughts and look back to her eyes, her eyes that had that earthy emerald colour that I loved so much.

I could get lost in those eyes, those eyes that no had a slight spark, an urgency and frustration, a look of need and longing.

A look of hunger.

I knew exactly what that look was.

We hadn't managed to spend a lot of time together lately, with me helping Hope fight every monster that annoyingly turned up out of no where each week.

The witch had been a little pissed off at me for choosing to help the gang all the time, instead of spending time alone with her, which lead to an argument.

She hates it when I put myself in danger and while I was stood in this very spot, she went on a rant about how I have the same hero complex as Hope.

Yes, Hope. Hope Mikaelson

My cousin.

The ravavette hated when I would run off wit Hope to fight another monster every week, with out hesitation.

You see, I'm just a hybrid.

I'm a witch and a wolf, and it worried her, hating the thought of me getting hurt.

The argument didn't last long though, it ended with her making me promise, that for 2 whole months, I stop running off into danger with my cousin and allow someone else to help her.

I agreed instantly.

Of course.

Truthfully, I had missed spending time with her, I missed taking her out or planning cute little dates for us in our bedroom.

Yes, we shared a room.

We were room mates before we started going out.

I cared for the witch deeply.

It's just, once I knew how deep my feeling were for her, I didn't know how to tell her.

Everyone I cared about, everyone I have loved have died.

I was so scared of losing her that I ended up pushing her away and part of me was worried that she would eventually end things between us if I didn't atleast compromise with her.

At first I was hesitant, I knew it was going to be difficult being around the witch.

Not because I didn't want to spend time with my girlfriend but because she was right, I was just like my cousin, always wanting to help and save the day.

It was a distraction and also slightly addictive, I got a rush out of it.

But I prmosied her, not just because she was right or because I owed it to her, but I lo--missed her, I missed being around her.

And she missed me.

She told me, or should I say she yelled it at me, before making me promise her to choose her for once, so I promised her.

Now here I stand, by the window looking at my girlfriend who I'm sure could see that same need in my eyes, sensing the same heightened sexual energy flowing from my body to hers through the air.

I needed her.

I wanted to show her just how much I lo--I've missed her.

Distracted from my thoughts as I watch her now walking towards me, her eyes never leaving mine, as I remained leaning against the window, watching in anticipation as she got closer, and closer.

Her soft lips then crashing against mine, her arms around my neck, her hands rubbing though my hair as she pulled me closer with so much force that out teeth banged together slightly.

As I pulled her petite, naked body against mine, I reached a hand down to lightly slap and grab her small plump ass, causing her to moan.

We pulled away from each other slightly, looking in one another's eyes, heavy breathing, trying to catch our breaths. "I promise I will make these two months worth your while babe." she tells me, before slowly moving her head closer to mine, gently biting on my bottom lip.

I moan at the feeling as she bit a little harder before kissing me hard and slow, showing me how much she wanted me but taking her time, teasing the fuck out of me.

They knows going nice and slow turns me on even more.

I pulled away again, just to look at her for a moment and I don't what comes over me but my mind starts to race and the words just slip out.

"I--I love you, Penelope Park." I tell her for first time.

Those three words I struggled for months to even admit to myself because I was afraid of her becoming burdened with my family baggage.

I stared into her eyes to see she was taken back at first, I could tell by her eyes widening just slightly, before revealing that cute turtle smile that only ever shows when she's genuinely happy and content.

"I love you too, Y/N Mikaelson." she says back.

My heart raced and I could keep the huge smile from appearing on my face.

That didn't turn out so bad.

Penelope looked at me with pure love in her eyes with a warm gentle smile that soon turned into a flirtatious smirk before she pulled me back in for another kiss, leading me to our bed.

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A/N: Let me know what you guys think of this one 👌🏾❤️