𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜~ 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 & 𝙿reference #3

Imagine: Elijah Mikaelson

Imagine: getting into a argument with Elijah about your safety

"I want to help."

"Absolutely not. You are going to stay here and be safe. You cannot help. " Elijah turns around quickly to face towards you.

Anger radiates off his body, you know he wasn't going to give in on the idea of you helping this family with their large list of enemies. There is something in you telling you to help this family that means the world to you, they have helped you in many ways. They have put their life on line as well from all the tragedies you have faced. Finally there is a chance for you to help them but your lover does not want it.

"Why not! I know how to defend myself. You will need not to worry about my safety. " You cried out aggravated that he seems you are the fragile porcelain doll that could break any minute.

"Marvelous!" Elijah taunts sarcastically, while throwing g his hands in the air.

You stepped closer to face him, arm distance away from each other and harsh glare you have thrown his way. His glare filled with irrigation and displeasure, but you didn't care. You had the desire to fight with those you called family, to keep them in less danger.

"You are just a witch. "Elijah states still not breaking the eye stance the both of you had going on.

" you have Freya and Davina out there fighting. I cannot do the same. So please do explain to me the difference between the three. " you cross you arms and your lips form a frown.

"I do not desire to have an argument with you. " he says his facial expression softens, he tried to go for your hand but you refused to hold his. You moved away so he couldn't touch you.

"No come on tell me, why I am not good enough? " You respond sassily, you could not believe the nerve he had to state you were not good enough.

He simply shook his head and a hand up saying to calm yourself, but how could you when the man you love is basically calling you useless. Elijah takes steps toward you hold you in his arms but you retreated from feeling his touch. A look of hurt is displayed on his face but quickly change it.

"You have to understand on what I am going through right now." Elijah replies searching for a sign in your eyes that you are understanding his pain. But there wasn't anything to understand him, the words that he uttered hurt you.

"I simply don't understand. Please do explain to me about why I am not allowed to go out there and fight like there other fellow witches in this household."

He rubs his face in annoyance and anger seeps into his eyes, glares at you. Feeling his burning eyes on you, you felt uncomfortable but you did not show him how taunting he was making you at that moment.

"Well, it seems you will never understand what are you being told. "

"Don't you dare make it seem this is my fault. You are the one suggesting that I cannot protect those I love."

Elijah storms toward you and cups your cheeks, his eyes softens as he press his lips to yours. But you knew what he was trying to do, he want you to melt in his arms. He has done this many times to calm your temper but today wasn't going to be the day. You push him away and shook your head, walk out of the room.

One of the many things you will always hate about that man is inability to explain his emotions and his actions as to why he had done the things he has done.

"Where are you going." Elijah questions, as he chases after you. You turn around to face him and sigh in disbelief, "Anywhere but here."

"Come back into the room, so we can talk." He pleads.

"No, you won't talk."

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head, "You are the most stubborn person I have ever met. You are weak and useless! Why don't you get it into your head that my family doesn't need your help!"

You stare at Elijah shocked and stumble to leave the hallway. You ran out of the building and into your car, you drove away for a while; you didn't want to be near him or his family.

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"Where have you been?" A voice calls to you, you look up to the balcony to see Elijah worried eyes glance you from head to toe. Rubbing your face from frustration, you walk up the stairs not answering him. Walking to the room, heading to the closet to pack some cloths. Elijah walk after you walk into the room and he sees you packing some cloths, he was dumbfounded to see you packing your belongings. He quickly grab hold of your hand and pulls the item of clothing out of the other one.

He wraps his arms around your delicate waist and pulls you close, whispering into your ears telling you how much he love you. A lump in your throat made unable to speak, your heart is breaking from the painful words.

Your voice trembling out a why, he looks into your eyes and cries. He weep like little boy, who their father took away their favorite toy. He whispers apologize to your ear and hoping you can forgive his rudeness.

"I got mortified that you will end up getting hurt. I couldn't bare to see you injure or even worst dead. It will be all my fault."

"Oh! Elijah!" You hit his chest in anger and relief, close the space between the two with a kiss.

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A/n: this is crap! I am sorry for the shitty writing.... I been forcing myself to write. But here goes nothing. Enjoy!