Imagines/Preferences: The Vampire Diaries

How He Introduces Himself To You.

Stefan:
You're new to Mystic Falls and don't know anyone but Elena. Elena and Stefan are only good friends but have shared a kiss or two. After you move into your house, you go straight to the grill where Elena said she'd meet you. As you walk into the grill, you see that Elena isn't there. You stand near the entrance and wait for 5 minutes before you realise that you've been stood up.

You look at your phone and see that you have to be home to help unpack in 30 minutes. You decide to stay for another 10 minutes, so you slide into a booth. A young man walks over to you and smiles at you, "y/n, right?"

"Erm yes, and you?" You ask as you're caught off guard.

"Stefan Salvatore, nice to meet you." He smiles again, sticking his hand over the table for a hand shake. You awkwardly place your hand in his hands, you both look into each other's eyes and smile as you shake hands.

Elijah:

"Rebekah!" A loud voice pounds through the high school corridors. "I demand you face me!" It sounds again.

I ask to be excused from my class - with the teacher agreeing and giving me the hall pass, I venture to find this pounding voice that only I seem to be able to hear.

I exit the room and close the door behind me. I look left and right, "Rebekah, I know you're here!" The male sounds again. He's British.

I turn a corner expecting to hit someone and I hit a wall (so it isn't a huge man).

Before I could laugh at myself I look up and a man is stood in front of me looking down at me, smiling.

"Can I help you?" He asks still smiling.

I'm mesmerised by his dark eyes and I reply late, "no, you were in my way." I reply as confidently as possible.

"Do you know anyone called Rebekah, R-E-B-E-K-A-H." He asks condescendingly.

"No I haven't and even if I did why should I tell you? Also, don't speak to me like a child." I look him up and down.

"Oh I am sorry, dear." He smiles as he speaks in the same tone. "But to answer your question- she's my sister. And I'm Elijah Mikealson, what is you name - sweetheart?"

"Y/N" Startled, I leave the situation as quickly as possible. Elijah huh?

Damon:
After a hard day at work- I decide to head out to the 'grill'.

"No work tomorrow." I exhale, speaking to myself.

Sliding into the barstool, Matt politely asks if he can get me anything with a smile; I nod and say bourbon.

"Good choice, m'lady." A drunk man slurs. I choose to ignore him. "Excuse you."

"Yes?" I reply.

"You ignored me." He states as he prods my arm. I down the rest of my drink, rummage through my bag for the money to pay for my drink - find and leave in a dash.

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I was walking just outside of my house, when I heard a snap of a branch; me being paranoid, I basically run through my garden, grab my keys and unlock the door.

As I am about to walk up the stairs, someone knocks loudly on my door. Carefully, I creep down the stairs- cringing when a step creaks.

"I hear you. You can't ignore me twice in one night." The drunk shouts through the letter box.

"I'm coming, hang on." I run to the living room and select a poker from the fireplace, then I run back to the door. Opening the door, I keep the chain on and try to converse with the man through the petite gap. Despite my efforts to keep the man out, he pushes the door off the chain - somehow.

"You're here!" The man's jet black hair shun in the moonlight, along with his pearly white set of teeth and his piercing aqua eyes. "Now, let me in." His eyes changed to dark and suddenly I was letting the man into my house. "Thank you. I'm Damon - Salvatore."

Klaus:

"Sweetheart?" An English male sounds. "Y/N, love- I made you breakfast."

I stretch, jump into my slippers and walk cautiously toward the voice.

"Hello, darling." He greets with his back turned to me. He turns a little and glances at me, " you slept in my shirt then?" He giggles.

"Erm, what happened?" I whisper.

"Honey, you'll have to speak up. I can't hear you for the sizzling of the eggs." He laughs to himself.

"I just need to wash my face- be right back."

I speed walk to where I assume the bathroom is ( I was right first time). I get there and lock the door fast. Looking into the mirror, I don't recognise myself so in response to this, I run the cold water, splash it onto my face. I open my eyes again and I'm in my bed, at my house.

"What just happened? Who was he?" I question myself.

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I collect my mail from the mail box out front and smile at my neighbours doing the same. There's a familiar voice talking to most of the folk and stops before me.

"Hello dear, you must be new. I'm Klaus Mikealson. You are?"

"Hi, I'm Y/N. Lovely to meet you."

"Vice versa, darling." He replies as he leaves my presence. That's him from my dream!