Everybody Talks: A Klaroline Fanfiction

Chapter 11

"Elena and Elijah? I had no idea! I can't believe she didn't tell me!"

Klaus laughed, continuing to stroke Caroline's hair as he laid next to her and regaled her of the story of how he came knocking on her father's door in Chicago. The surprised and incredulous "O" shape of her mouth made him chuckle; as did her indignation over the fact that her best friend had not mentioned a word of secret relationship to her.

"Yes love and how much have you told Elena about us?" Caroline conceded his point with a stubborn glare.

The night had been spent talking and not talking, the two of them finally clearing up all their misunderstandings. Caroline told him the story about Tyler, Klaus admitted the unfortunate conclusion he had jumped to and his resulting mistake, which Caroline did her best not to hold against him. She decided that flying halfway across the world was a pretty big apology gesture, so he deserved a little credit.

"I'm so glad you're here," Caroline admitted, as the light on the other side of the curtains began to turn pink, signaling a new day. She yawned. "Is it stupid that I missed you?"

Klaus shook his head, learning in and placing a soft kiss on her lips. It wasn't stupid. He had thought the same thing. It was unusual for him, missing someone. Of course he missed his mother, since she died, and missed Rebekah when he didn't see her for long periods of time, but it wasn't until after Caroline was gone did he truly understand what it was like to crave someone's presence. To have an extreme need to be near another person, to touch them, to see them smile or frown, to hear their voice as clear as day. The idea of depending on someone that way made him uncomfortable, but he clamped down on the unpleasant feeling and chose to enjoy the fact that he finally had what he wanted.

Caroline nodded off, before he had a chance to give her an answer. Klaus pulled her in close and tucked his chin over her head as they fell asleep.

It was near midday when Caroline awoke. The previous night seemed like it was some weird dream. She was still wrapped in Klaus's arms, as he lay there sleeping. It was a wonder he wasn't jet lagged, she was still having a bit of trouble getting back into an American sleeping scheduled. Carefully she lifted her self away from him. Getting out of her bed would be a bit of a problem, since it was pushed up against the wall and Klaus was on the open side. She lifted herself up and placed her leg and arm over him, so that she straddled his body, slowly trying to get out of bed without disturbing him.

"Well this is certainly a splendid way to wake up." Caroline's eyes snapped up to see Klaus's wolfish morning grin.

"I was trying not to wake you," she said.

"And let me miss out on this?" His arms snaked around her waist, flipping her around. Caroline's squeal of surprise turned into a moan as Klaus began pressing open mouth kisses across her chest.

"No," she groaned in an unconvincing protest against his ministrations, "I have to shower. Eat. Join the land of the living."

"All things that are vastly overrated," Klaus smirked up at her, his tongue darting out across her skin. Caroline grabbed the sides of his face and pulled his mouth away from her body. At the rate he was going, they wouldn't leave the bed until that evening, if at all.

"Seriously," she said narrowing her eyes, "I have to go to the hospital."

Klaus relented, with a heavy sigh. He wasn't going to argue with her needing to go check in on her father. He rolled away and sat up, running a hand through his ruffled curls. Caroline bit back a secret smile, taking the sheet and wrapping it around her as she stood up.

"Come on," she said reaching her hand out toward him, "let's get some breakfast, I am starving." Klaus smiled and took her hand.

He retrieved his suitcase from downstairs, changing into a pair of loose sweatpants. Caroline stayed wrapped in her sheet toga, enjoying the way that those pants looked slung low around his hips. Her eyes met his and she jumped, embarrassed to have been caught staring. Flustered, she quickly turned her attention to the coffee maker.