Imagines, One-Shots & Smuts with TVD, TO, & Legacies characters

Old Friend - Klaus Mikaelson

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Word Count: 1862

Pairings: Klaus x Reader

Warnings: Language, slight angst

Plot: You and Klaus used to be best friends. And then, of course, you fell for him but he fell for Caroline and left to New Orleans to worry about his hybrid army. After a particularly concerning dream, you decide to see what he's up to now.

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Klaus has been in New Orleans for five years now, and he's made no effort to contact you in that time. The two of you were best of friends and for a brief moment, you thought you could be more. But it's like Klaus sensed your hope and shattered it right before he left town. He hooked up with Caroline and paraded the fact in front of you, leaving Mystic Falls the next day without telling you a thing.

Since then, you've heard nothing from him, getting only second hand accounts from friends who've run into him at odd times.

You still thought of him, of course you did. But he couldn't be bothered with you and you'd understood that quickly. You made no effort to contact him, to travel and see him, to hurt him. You just left everything alone, but you don't think you can do that anymore.

A couple nights ago, you had a terrible nightmare: Klaus was in chains, a dagger in his chest as he screamed out in pain. He screamed your name, as though he was calling out to you. He was crying out your name repeatedly, apologizing, it felt too real to be a dream. When he reached a hand out to grab you, you physically felt it and that's what woke you up.

Since then, he clouds your every waking thought and you go to sleep hoping to see him again. And when two nights pass with no other sign of Klaus, you grow oddly fearful. Is he okay? Was that actually him trying to reach out to you? Are you thinking too much into this?

Probably. But it's too late. It's too late to turn back now. You're already in New Orleans. You're not quite sure how to find him, but you figure if you spend a day in the quarter you should run into him or one of his siblings.

And sure enough, you run into Elijah about ten minutes after being in the Quarter. You don't see him at first. You're facing the counter of a souvenir shop, laughing at all the crocodile paraphernalia.

"Y/N," you hear a familiar voice behind you and shivers run down your spine, half in fear and half in relief.

"Lijah," you turn around to face him, a tentative smile on your face. "It's been a while."

"That's an understatement," his worries all melt away and a smile makes its way onto his face as soon as you look at him. "Come here."

You smile and tuck yourself into his arms, sighing softly as you think back to the last time you hugged him: a much more apologetic version of this man, constantly apologizing for his brother's mistakes.

"How have you been, sunshine?" He pulls away after a moment and tucks your hair behind your ear, waiting to hear about your life the past few years.

"I've been okay, Elijah. Still alive. Still human as ever. How are you?"

"How are we? Don't you mean how is he?" He raises a brow at you and you shake your head.

"Tell me about yourself. We can talk about Klaus some other time." He looks at you skeptically but gives a slight nod and holds an arm out to lead you out of the shop.

Once you're out, he tells you about life in New Orleans. He tells you about Marcel, talks about how much Hope has grown, about Kol coming back and dying and coming back, about Rebecca finding comfort in a new body, about his newfound sister, about Aunt Dahlia and his mom, about Davina and Vincent, about Cami. He caught you up on everything and by the time he was done, you were standing in front of a massive mansion.