𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮
Tragedy and grief were things Mia Pierce knew all too well. However, now all she felt was rage.
The spiteful immortal returns to Mystic Falls, after almost a century of running awa...
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Chicago, 1922
Several months had passed since the flame of Mia and Klaus' relationship had first ignited, they spent everyday in each others' presence. To some, that may seem overbearing but to them it was natural, they were drawn to each other and found that their moods would dullen when they were apart.
An eternity together was the goal, the dream, the wish. But if wishes were horses .... beggars would ride.
"Come on, sweetheart. We both know you can't ignore me for much longer." Klaus threaded his fingers through the dark brown curls of the Petrova, knowing she loved it when he played with her hair.
"I disagree, it is you who needs me." Mia edged away from him and as expected he shuffled in closer. "I, on the other hand, have restraint and don't feel the need to talk to you every second of the day."
"Is that right?" He chuckled, arguing with her was quite entertaining. They didn't do it often but when they did it would always be about the same topic. "I just don't understand why it bothers you so much."
"Well, I don't understand why you won't undagger them, they're your siblings, Nik." For the last few weeks, Mia had made it her mission to convince Klaus to release his brothers from their daggered slumber. It irritated her that he could do something so spiteful to his own family, so she would bring up the conversation whenever he was in a good mood. "Try and think about it from my point of view."
"You just want to make new friends." Klaus remarked, it was no secret that the brunette was a sociable girl. It didn't matter where she went, she'd always end up making new acquaintances. "Admit it."
"Okay, fine. If you must know...." Mia leaned in and whispered, so no one would overhear, "The main reason I'd like to meet them is so I can check if I chose the right brother." She moved back with a grin, certain that she'd struck a nerve.
"The right brother?" Klaus arched a brow, the image of Mia being in love with any of his siblings was unbearable, he made a promise to himself that if the occasion ever rose, he'd stick the daggers back into their chests.
"From what Rebekah's told me, Finn's quite sweet, a little boring perhaps but I'm sure I have ways to liven him up." She picked up her glass and took a sip, keeping their eye contact fixed, Klaus knew she was joking but his gaze remained hard. "Kol sounds like a lot fun to be around, in contrast to you at this point, we'll get along amazingly. And Elijah..."
"Not Elijah." He deadpanned, being attracted to the same women seemed to be a reoccurring theme between the brothers. Klaus was less inclined to introduce Mia to his older sibling, in the fear that history would repeat itself. "You wouldn't like him, he's awfully dull."
"Nonsense." Mia gave a dismissive wave, "I heard he's a gentleman, I happen to like gentlemen." She caught sight of the dejected expression on his face and immediately felt guilty. Rebekah had told her about the brothers' battle to win the heart of Tatia, which meant that any talk of Elijah stealing Mia away was bound to be infuriating to hear.
