ReIncarnated ✔ (Mikaelson Soulmate)

Chapter XLII: 2011 Moods and Promises

"Are you okay?" Henrik asked as we got to the truck. I nodded, my eyes on my hand that was currently bleeding and throbbing. Henrik put the basket of tots down and grabbed my wrist gently. "You've never been taught to punch someone, have you?" I only shook my head. It really hurt. "It's okay. We'll go home and have someone heal you up, okay?" He helped me into the truck, even though I was more than capable of getting in on my own. My hand was hurt, not my legs or anything. But I didn't argue.

"Can we eat the tots before we go?" I asked as he got into the truck and was about to put my seatbelt on me. He grinned, nodding.

"These were not what I had expected." He mentioned, bringing the tots basket to be between us. I laughed, nodding.

"They are stuffed with cheese." I told him as he pulled two glass bottles of cola out of his inside jacket pocket. I reached forward with my good hand, picking up a giant tot and plopped it into my mouth. The greasy cheese spreading in my mouth as I breath out a slight moan. I opened my eyes to see Henrik staring at me. "What?" I question, confused. He smiled, shaking his head.

"The things you do with just a simple sound." He muttered, reaching out and grabbing a tot as well, plopping it into his mouth as he looks at me with wide eyes. "This is GOOD." He said, his mouth full as he tried to speak. I laughed and shook my head.

"I'm sorry that our date was ruined." I mumbled as he opens my cola and hands it to me.

"It's not your fault some teenager wanted to mess with the wrong people." He said with a small smile. "By the way, that kid is going to have a black eye for at least a week. You did a number on him." He laughed before going serious. "What did he say to make you punch him?"

"He had asked me how much." I told him. I watched his jaw clench as he realized what I meant. "And when I made fun of him, he got too close to me- I- I panicked. The only men that can get close to me is my mates. When he did-"

"It's okay, Frankie. I won't let him near you. I wish I didn't leave your side. I never should have-" He paused, sighing.

"It's okay. We were in an arcade. No one could have guessed some punk would come and ruin it." Henrik raised his eyebrow at me.

"Exactly. You didn't cause it either." I smiled at him.

"But we didn't get to cash in our tickets." I pouted, pulling the little ticket bag out. Henrik grinned.

"Actually- I might of spent some of mine.." He admitted, putting his cola down and pulling out a large oval ring. "I got this for you.." He said, trailing off as he grabbed my good hand, my left and slid a mood ring onto it.

"A mood ring?" I questioned, looking at it with a huge smile. "I love it." I added, watching the mood ring change to a deep pink with hunts of red lurking in it. "What mood is this?" I asked, showing him the ring.

"That would be uh lust and love." He said, his eyes on the ring.

"Mood rings aren't accurate." I told him, making him look up. A small smirk etching it's way to his face.

"That one is." I raised my eyebrow at him, confused. "I spelled..just a bit." He leaned over, grabbing a tot from the basket and eating it. "So you are totally lusting over me right now." He teased. I let out a gasp, staring at him in shock.

"Am not!!" His eyes looked over at me, giving me that look of knowing. I huffed at him making him laugh. His hand moving to rest on my thigh as he started the truck.

"It's okay to want me, sweetheart." He teased further, squeezing my thigh gently. I blushed slightly as his hand moved up a bit. the jeans being the only thing keeping the tingles and warmth from spreading. I ignored him, using my left hand to pull my seatbelt on, securing it around me. This ring had to be wrong. I wasn't lusting over Henrik, was I? I looked over at him as he drove. Yep, I was definitely lusting after him.

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It took about twenty minutes to get back to the manor. And not even a second for the brothers to flash to me when I walked inside. Finn had a hold of my wrist gently as soon as he appeared in front of me.

"What happened?!" Nik growled at Henrik.

"Nik-"

"No! He should have been there. Why weren't you there? I don't care if you had to take a piss. You. Don't. Leave. Her." He growled.

"NIKLAUS!" I shouted as he had grabbed Henrik by the collar of his shirt. Nik snapped his eyes to me slightly, his jaw clenched as he growled. "Release your Brother." I snapped at him. I watched Nik's nose flare out as he let a harsh breath out, pulling his hands back and holding them up. "I punched a teenager. Henrik was there. I was the one who attacked someone." I told him and the others. Finn was still analyzing my hand, his finger lightly touching the scabbed up knuckles before turning my wrist to look at my thumb.

"You broke your thumb punching a- You punched a child?" Elijah questioned, standing next to Finn and looking over his shoulder at me.

"Teenager."

"Scumbag." Both Henrik and I said. I looked at him and shook my head. "He was treating her like a hooker. So she punched him. There was nobody there but a group of teenagers."

"Teenagers that could be werewolves or vampires." Kol spoke up. I glared over at him. Finn released me, biting into his wrist before offering it to me. I smiled at him and let him pull me to his chest, his wrist pressed to my lips as his blood filled my mouth. Elijah grabbed my hand, his eyes looking into mine as he jerks my thumb back into place quickly. I flinched, biting into Finn's wrist with my own teeth at the pain. A muffled gasp hitting his wrist. Finn wrapped his arm around me, pulling my back to his chest as he lets me drink from him. My thumb and knuckles healing. Finn pulled his wrist away as he turns me around to face home. His eyes looking into mine before he leaned down and kiss my forehead.

"Thank you, Finn." I said softly, a smile on my lips. I leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Now if you'll excuse us-" I grabbed Henrik's hand, walking to the stairs as they all stared at us. "We're on a date." I told them with a smirk. Henrik laughed as I led him upstairs to his room. I heard Kol let out a cat call followed by an Ow as I pulled Henrik into his room and closed the door. "So how do we know who won?" I asked, looking at him.