The New Kol Mikaelson

18 - Jelaous

!!SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT!!
ALSO WILL BE Male x Male so skip if you don't like it.

So yehh, once again just full on smut and a bit of fluff :)

Kol's POV

I walk with Damon in the centre of town. Bonnie was spending time with Caroline so we had some time alone.

I laugh as he continues to tell very embarrasing story about Stefan.

As I look at Damon and his handsome smile, I don't see a person walking towards me.

We clash and I quickly snap my head towards the person.

I smile as I see the lady who I pulled to the dancefloor at the Mikaelson ball.

"Lydia." I greet her with a smile and offer my hand. "I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Kol Mikaelson. How is life?" She smiles back and she takes my hand.

"And don't worry. Neither did I." She giggles and waves her phone.

I kiss her knuckles and let go of her hand.

Damon stays quiet on my side.

"Always so exciting. What about you?" I ask her with a friendly smile.

"All is good. Some family drama." She waves me off and I chuckle.

"Lydia, here is Damon Salvatore." I gesture towards Damon and Lydia smiles.

"Nice to meet you Damon." She offers with a small nod.

Damon smiles tightly. "Same goes to you."

I furrow my eyebrows and glance at Lydia. "I'm sorry but we have to go now. It was nice to see you."

Damon starts to walk quickly and I offer her a small smile, before I jog after him.

"Damon?" I ask as I reach out to his hand.

He ignores me and I furrow my eyebrows again.

We continue to walk for a while and he still ignores me.

"Why are you not talking to me?" I ask as I keep up with his fast pace.

I realise he is walking towards our mansion in complete silence.

Soon we reach our home and I see that nobody is home right now.

Damon walks inside, speeds to our room and locks the door in front of my face.

"Damon. Please open the door." I ask nicely.

He stays quiet and I sigh. I walk back downstairs and throw my jacket on the couch.

I go to take a small drink and sit down, letting Damon calm down.

-

After few hours he still hasn't come down or said anything and it honestly it was getting annoying.

I get up from the couch and walk the stairs up two at once.

I know he can hear my footsteps. Good.

I walk to the door and knock on it. "Damon. Please open the door and we can talk like adults."

He still doesn't say anything to me and my patience runs short.

"Damon, I swear to earth I will kick this door open if needed." I grit out.

Still nothing.

"One." I say as I get ready.