Drabbles

Jealous Klaus

Prompt: Jealous Klaus.

A/N: This should have gotten done a long time ago, and my deepest apologies to queenofklaroline! I'm working on the Klaroline/Elejah double date next!

A/N 2: There'll be a time doesn't stand still anymore update very soon as well, so keep your eyes peeled!

Caroline leaned on Tyler's shoulder, threading her arm through his as they talked with Elena and Bonnie. They'd run into each other at The Grill and decided to sit together and catch up. They hadn't had much time to hang out lately, what with the Original Family threatening their very existence. It was great, for one night, to just be able to relax and forget about everything else that was going on. Half an hour later, Elena stood, scooting her way out of the booth.

"I think I'm gonna get going. Stefan's waiting for me at home . . . . He wants to talk."

"Talk? About what? How he almost drove you off Wickery Bridge or how he abandoned you for the Original asshole?" Caroline asked brashly.

Elena's eyes widened slightly, and her tone was reproaching. "Caroline!"

"What?" she asked innocently, but Elena's expression did not waver. "Sorry," Caroline sighed. "But you can't just threaten my best friend's life and get away with it!"

"We're just talking, Care. It'll be fine. I'll let you know how it went tomorrow," said Elena, waving over her shoulder as she left The Grill.

Caroline nuzzled closer to Tyler, who placed his arm around her.

Bonnie cleared her throat. "Well, I guess that's my cue!"

Caroline giggled. "Bye, Bonnie!"

"See ya, Bonnie," said Tyler, waiting until Bonnie was gone to kiss Caroline on the lips.

She responded to the kiss with enthusiasm, her body growing heated with desire. She looked up at Tyler through her thick lashes, and he knew it was time to leave. He planted one last kiss on the top of Caroline's head before heading to the bar to pay the bill. It was almost closing time and the line was quite long, so Caroline began fiddling with her phone, having nothing better to do.

Suddenly, someone slipped into the seat across from her. She looked up and saw the last person she wanted to see.

"What do you want, Klaus?" she sighed, rolling her eyes.

"I simply came over for a conversation, Caroline – that is, unless you're too busy making public displays of affection with my favorite hybrid." His tone was bitter and sarcastic, and it immediately clued Caroline in as to why he was so peeved.

"Oh my god!" she giggled, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "You're jealous!" She couldn't help but laugh at Klaus's poor attempt at bravado.

"I am not jealous of someone who's not even a fraction of my age, who's not seen close to the amount of the world I've seen, who so obviously doesn't realize what he has sitting right in front of him."

"Klaus," Caroline muttered, blushing.

He leaned back against his seat. "What? Do my words ring true, Caroline? Is it the honesty about them that makes you so uncomfortable?"

"Please, stop," Caroline begged, not wanting to feel the things she was feeling.

Without warning, Tyler's hand clapped Klaus's shoulder. There was a smile on his face, but it did not reach his eyes, which were cold. After a moment, his brown eyes broke away from Klaus's to Caroline's blue ones. "You ready, Care?"

She nodded, slipped the straps of her purse over her shoulder. She walked out of The Grill, hand-in-hand with Tyler, but she couldn't help but look over her shoulder.