TVD AND T.O. Black Girl Preferences AND IMAGINES( discontinued)

KLAUS MIKAELSON

Requested by _pepsiii

You were walking with your friends on the street going to a rave.

You never been to a rave, but your friends dragged you there.

" Why are we going here again?", you asked.

Your best friend looked at you before placing an arm around you, " Y/n, you have to experience life and what better than to do it at a rave!! Black people are rarely seen at raves."

" Or we never throw none.", your other friend says eating a pretzel she picked up from the street.

" Right! My point is y/n, you need to have fun and get tipsy. Now we're going and that's final.", Your beat friend says releasing your shoulders underneath her arm before doing a break dance.

You sighed before laughing at her shaking your head, " You're embarassi-"

You bumped into someone luckily not falling just staggering a bit.

You were about to tell them you apologize but your words got stuck in your throat.

You saw a gorgeous man with blue eyes and a cute button nose staring at you.

His dimples were the last thing you caught before finally gaining the courage to speak after you heard your friends whispering.

" I'm sorry, I didn't watch where I was going.", You say staring at him with a smile on your face.

" That's alright, love. It's not every day I get to bump into a beautiful woman like yourself.", Klaus says smirking.

You smiled before looking everywhere but at him.

" Thank you, but I have to go.", you say as you were about to walk away.

" What's your name, Love?", Klaus asks.

" Y/N. Yours?", You said stopping and turning around.

" Klaus Mikaelson, I'll see you around love. Nice meeting you.", Klaus says with a velvet voice.

" Nice to meet you too.", you say smiling before turning around and walking off with your friends to the rave.

Klaus stared after you watching your figure disappear.

He felt connected to you.

He felt like he met you before and he did back in the 1940s

You were getting dressed for your 4th date with Klaus.

You met him during the sneak out you and your sisters had.

Your sister was the rebel and wanted to go out late at night for milkshakes.

It was risky considering the racism they faced daily.

Racism is horrifying, but your sister was tired of staying out of restaurants that had good quality of food while they get the bad quality.

I mean sure seasoning was great but the restaurant y'all always go to didn't serve milkshakes because they wouldn't let them because of their blackness. It's disgusting really.

You two got into your car and drove to the famous milkshake bar known for its sweetness.

Luckily the owner wasn't racist at all. Accepted all people of color.