Saved By A Mikaelson (Loving a Mikaelson AU)

Chapter 33: Sketches

Chapter 33: Sketches

Song: Masterpiece- Jessie J

"You can't save someone from themselves."

-Grant Ward

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I had been kidding about the whole drawing thing, actually. But Kol took me seriously enough to dig out a notebook and pencils for me. I'd laughed but took it from him anyway. I hadn't planned on actually using it, but when he left I'd resorted to staring out the window - which you can only do for so long.

It's not as cold as it had been a few days ago, but it's no where near springtime, and definitely not warm enough to be out for long periods of time - Or short periods, for that matter.

So eventually after boredom takes over, and I do take out the notebook. Now comes the matter of finding out what to draw. I'm not very good at all, but that doesn't mean I can't try. It'll at least occupy me for a little while.

It looks really pretty outside, and I would love to try and draw something out there, but again, it's way too cold for me. So instead I settle on trying to sketch the view from the window.

Halfway into my drawing, things aren't looking so good. The shapes don't look right and neither does anything else. No matter how many times I've erased it and tried again, it just doesn't look the way I want it to.

"Would you like some help with that?"

I jump, then whip around to be faced with Klaus. "Do you Mikaelsons just sneak up on people because you feel like it?!" I snap.

Niklaus just chuckles with a wide smirk on his face. "Vampires, yes." He says arrogantly. I just scowl, rolling my eyes. "So you've threatened me twice - once to my face, and now you want to help me draw the window? And you expect me not to even bat an eyelash?!"

He chuckles. "You are clever. I can promise you, however, I have no hidden agenda or bad intentions."

I raise an eyebrow. "And I'm supposed to trust you on that?" My words infused with sarcasm, and my glare strong, I'm not about to back down from a fight. Even if it is with the most powerful being on the planet. I'm not afraid of him.

He merely shrugs. "I ask you to consider: what harm could possibly come from doing so? Trust. Is that so much to ask for?"

I decide maybe it's best to just completely ignore him, and I go back to working my sketch. "You're going about it all wrong," Klaus says. "Look, let me show you." He sits down beside me, much to my surprise.

Instead of taking the pencil from me, he puts his hand over mine and helps to guide it. "It's all about the shading." He says, erasing a bit of the work. After darkening the bit underneath the window's frame, I must admit, it does look a lot better. I'm pretty impressed.

"Thanks." I mumble.

But the way he's teaching me, it does feel very intimate. Just the closeness of it all makes me feel a little uncomfortable - like I should be doing this with Kol and not his brother. But I convince myself not to worry. I don't actually have a reason to be guilty. We're not doing anything suspicious - it's not like I'm kissing the guy, for christ's sake!

"There." Klaus says, when he's helped me fix the mess I made into an actual work of art. "Now it's perfect."

"That's amazing." I say. He chuckles, waving a hand. "Art, it's such a passion. You are thinking too hard about it. Your strokes, make them freely. The worst that could happen is you make a mistake and have to erase it. There's no harm in that."

At this point, I'd stopped feeling guilty about being this close to him. I'm very comfortable. He's surprised me twice now. The way he talks about his art - it's obvious he's really passionate about it. I don't feel that way about anything. Or at least not yet.

I don't feel guilty.

But when Kol walks through the door, I do feel like we're doing something wrong all over again, even though we're not. "Hey." I say with a smile. "You're back."

He smiles at me, but then immediately looks to Niklaus. "Brother," He says with a smile, but it's not this same one he gave me. It's sarcastic and threatening. "I suggest you take multiple steps away from the girl."

"Kol." I say in a low warning tone.

"Or what? You'll threaten me again? I'm going to remind you again, brother. I am the older brother, I am the stronger one. You won't threaten me." Klaus stands up, walking towards him to make a point, and for a moment, I really thought I was going to see a full-on vampire fight.

"Oh I can do a lot more than threaten."

"Kol!" I yell, finally managing to gain his attention, just for a second. But he turns his face back to his brother. "My room, Lacey. Now." He barks, which only makes me more infuriated. "No!" I argue.

"No?"

"No. I'm not some plaything you can hide behind a door. This is ridiculous and totally getting out of hand. Klaus was helping me draw. That's it. Leave it alone."

"You don't know my brother like I do."

"You're right. I don't. But I think I can tell when someone is trying to kill me. Which is what you're implying. So. I suggest the two of us go to my room."

Klaus looks at me, then back at Kol. The he grins in a way that would make even Loki Laufeyson proud and says: "I like her."

He's responded to with an eyeroll. From both of us this time.