Klaus' POV.
Knock, knock, knock! Even through the music, I could hear the sound of someone practically trying to split my door in half with their fist. Or 'knocking' , as Kol calls it. "Hello, brother dearest!"
Kol said casually, whilst strolling into my room. I groaned inwardly and looked at my watch. I still had an hour and a half before we all had to be in the sitting room again. Which left me to wonder why, on gods green earth, was my little brother was risking being daggered right now?
"Kol, it better be important!" I warned him, my voice slightly hoarse from being so rudely interrupted from my half-asleep state. He just chuckled slightly at my startled, ruffled state. This only served to make me even more irratated. I made a move to get off the bed and towards him, when he rolled his eyes.
"Relax Nik, I'll get to the point. Sit down, we wouldn't want you expending all your energy on little old me, would we? You would be too exhausted to moon over Caroline. Can't have that, now can we?" He said mockingly. I knew he was only trying to get a rise out of me, but god, was he good at pushing my buttons. I just glared at him. Suddenly, I noticed something differently about my younger brother. He wasn't standing with the same air of arrogant confidence and egotistical swagger that he usually had. He seemed nervous and fidgety behind the cocky facade he was using to piss me off.
"Brother, what's wrong?" I asked. I know I rarely showed it, but I genuinely worried for Kol. I believed he had been turned too young and the rest of us were too busy with our own transitions to keep an eye on him. He had to grow up too fast and had no one to talk to after Henriks death. The two of them were very close and when he died, Kol no longer seemed to care about bonding with the rest of the family. Especially not me. Although over the century's we have formed a brotherly bond, we never developed the brotherly closeness that I've seen in other family's . I had once or twice secretly yearned for Kol and I to have a special bond that couldn't be broken. He was a more fun brother than moral Elijah, and rarely judged me for my actions. He was the only one who just shrugged his shoulders and accepted my violent and impulsive nature as we both had that in common.
"What's wrong Kol?" I asked again, moving to stand in front of him. I could see in his eyes, that he was conflicted about whether or not to ask me something. After a long pause, Kol sighed and looked me straight in the eyes. His cocky, snarky attitude was gone and was replaced with a more serious demeanour that I had never seen in him before.
"Nik, do you really care for Caroline?" he asked with no trace of mocking in his voice. "Yes, I do." I said cautiously. I wouldn't put it past Kol to be doing this as part of and elaborate prank.
"Do you have any plan to get her away from her mutt boyfriend? How do you plan on winning her over?" Kol asked, a strange sound of urgency in his voice. I was startled by this question. It was very unKol-like for him to care about my plans or relationships. "I'm not sure really, I was just going to wait for Tyler to inevitably screw up and for her to turn to me. In the meantime, I was just going to continue as I am, showering her with compliments and presents that she just throws back in my face!" I said with and exasperated sigh, sitting back down on the bed and running my hand over my face out of exhaustion. Kol sat down beside me with a cautious look, which told me that he had a plan but was worried I would reject him. Had I been that terrible a brother to him in the past that, now, he was so wary of me that he felt he couldn't reveal his plan without me disappointing and rejecting him. I was going to change this. I made a promise with myself then and there that Kol and I would become close and rekindle our family's hope for peace and love. So, step 1, I decided,I was going to be supportive.
"Kol, whatever it is, you can tell me." I said to him with all the sincerity I could muster. I wasn't good at these sappy, heartfelt conversations and was already feeling awkward and fidgety. Lol didn't look to relaxed either. He took a deep breath and sat down beside me on the bed.
"I think I'm in love with the Bennett witch." After he had made his confession he closed his eyes and put his head in his hands.
I stared at him in surprise. I was shocked that he, number one, admitted it whilst being semi sober and , number two, that it was me that he admitted it to first. A feeling of joy, hope and pride filled me at the thought that he had turned to me out of all of our siblings. Granted it was obvious to everyone that he was smitten with her, I had always thought it was only an infatuation of sorts that would eventually die down. The thought of Kol even considering having a serious relationship with anyone gave me hope for the future of our family. After all, Lol was the wildest of our family and the one everyone one doubted would ever settle down.
"That's great news Kol, but how do you plan on getting her to ditch little Gilbert. She's hardly going to do anything to hurt her best friends little brother." I said with urgency. I wanted to help my little brother get the girl. I wanted to help my little brother find happiness.
'Well, I thought ...... I you wanted we could....... Work together to get the girls?" Kol asked his face going a bright red. I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face . My brother and I, acting as wingmen for each other, planning and scheming ways to get rid of little Gilbert and the little hybrid boy from the lives of our respective loves. Not necessarily a family friendly or common means of brotherly bonding but neither were we and as a result it was perfect. I was going to get my brother and my girl. And just when I was about to give up all hope on Caroline ever returning my feelings for her. I know from past experience that Kol is, as some people would call it, the ultimate wingman. We used to be each others wingmen over the centuries, during the Times when we got on together. It was something unique to us as Finn and Elijah were too boring and preferred to stay at whatever mansion we were occupying at the time and read whilst Kol and I went from one rowdy bar to another, drinking, dancing, feeding and fucking as we pleased. We made a good team and I had missed it over the years.
"Yes , but we have a lot to do brother." I said grinning at him.
"Indeed we do Nik!" Kol replied. I could see the cogs in his head turning and thinking up new schemes.
Those Mystic Falls boys wouldn't stand a chance.
