Bonkai Drabble/Oneshots

Story Two; Sick (AU)

Instead of going to Jo, a doctor, for medical help, he decided to go to Bonnie Bennett's apartment and got something unexpected.
*Illness/Language

He had passed out, in her doorway. Kai Parker, the all powerful Gemini Coven leader, was lying on her bed, snuggled up in the fetal position, lightly snoring. He looked like death when he’d shown up at her door, leaning against the frame before slamming against the hardwood. Bonnie had stood there shocked until realizing she couldn’t leave him there. Bonnie grabbed his arms, dragging him towards the bed, snorting as his head hit the corner of her nightstand.

Waking him up and getting rid of him was no longer an option, if he left and died, it wouldn’t only ruin any chance for the Salvatores to get their mother back, but Jo and Alaric’s happiness as well.

Her attention turned to Kai as he began to stir, eyelids fluttering and muscles twitching as he became conscious. She sat up straighter in the chair near the bed, wondering what his explanation was this time.

He sat up abruptly, eyes wide, surprise overcoming his features as blood crawled up his throat before spilling out of his mouth. Bonnie hesitated, shocked at how the events had unfolded, before grabbing the cloth she used to wipe at his forehead and holding it up to his mouth. She rushed to get a bucket as he continued to cough, desperate to get the metallic taste out of his mouth, coughing up blood is a lot more fun in theory, he thought.

Kai slumped down, sitting slightly hunched over, staring at the bucket filled with blood, Bonnie noticed he looked even weaker than when he’d been on her doorstep.

He was holding his stomach, pain flitting over his features when he finally managed to say something, “Think you can quit staring at me and help me?” Bonnie’s jaw set in anger, obviously being on the verge of death won’t stop him from being an asshole.

Huffing, she replied with the question that had been on her mind since he first arrived at her door, “Why are you here getting blood all over my floor, Kai?” while saying this she glanced down at the hardwood floor stained with the burgundy liquid: she’d have to bleach the floor.

Kai grimaced, “Yeah, about that, I may need your help, ugh, that was harder to say than I expected, word to the wise, never ask anyone for help, admitting weakness is-,”

“It’s because of the merge, you know that, right?”asked Bonnie, cutting him off from his rambling, I see he never learned to stop talking, thought Bonnie.

He sighed, looking more disappointed than Bonnie had ever seen him, “I know, I know and that’s bad, and I mean bad, because this could lead to my death, which would mean I would end up in the prison world, again.”

“Not to mention the death of the rest of the Gemini Coven, not that you care, right?” reminded Bonnie, he’d never care about anyone, not really, humanity or not.

“Of course, I don’t care, but I don’t particularly want to die. Plus, I’m going to be an uncle.” Kai retorted, a weak smirk on his handsome face. Bonnie’s eyebrows arched in surprise as she wondered which sister was pregnant, Liv or Jo.

Bonnie laughed humorlessly, “You an uncle? What makes you think Jo would let you around a baby? Let alone hers.” How could a baby survive in a family like the Parker’s? And even if it does, with an uncle like Kai, how messed up will it be?

“Jo, doesn’t let me do anything and come on, you know I’d be a great uncle, I’d teach them to play baseball and pull pranks,” he replied, his eyes holding a darkness as he continued, “Maybe I’ll even teach the little fetus how to properly cut out someone’s organs.”

Bonnie glowered at him, he only smiled smugly at her disgust before he growing serious, “Anyway, will you help me or not?”

                       

                           Silence.

“Come on, help a dying man out, Bon-Bon.”

                      

                           Silence.

“Do it for, Johnny?”

                        

                          Silence.

By now, Bonnie was picking up around her apartment, wiping up the blood, bleaching the floor and ignoring Kai. She wasn’t necessarily angry, only thinking, should she help him? Does he deserve her help? No. But Jo and Alaric’s baby hadn’t done anything, it at least deserved a chance to experience the world first hand. She sighed, turning around to face the now deathly pale Kai as he grabbed the bucket, puking violently, he was getting worse.

He removed his gaze from the bloodstained bucket to her, eyes holding a graveness she had never seen before, “Please.”

She nodded, realizing he’d never leave until he was dead or she helped him.

Walking over to her bookshelf she scanned over each book, searching for the Grimoire. After finding it in the top left corner she made her way over to the dying warlock, sitting down beside him, disregarding his eyes on her.

“Thank you,” he said, staring at her intently as he leaned further into her plush pillows, “I really mean it, you’re trying and you don’t have to.” A plethora of snarky comments died on her lips as she looked into his eyes, he looked sincere.

Clearing her throat, she muttered meekly, “No problem, I’m just trying to save Jo,” Still staring into his eyes, she a saw flash of disappointment, “I think I might have found something.”

Nodding, Kai read from the Grimoire over her shoulder, the close proximity making her heart beat rapidly in her chest,“I’ll get the candles, can you grab the salt?” she asked, quickly making her way around the room, picking up each candle she came across.

Kai looked around her dorm from his place on the bed, spotting the candle on the other side of the room, he made his way slowly after a wave of nausea washed over him. He swallowed persistently, feeling the vomit or blood, he didn’t know which, creeping up his throat. With shaking hands, he gripped a white candle, fingers grazing idly across the wick as he willed himself not to gag. Realizing this task was too strenuous, his eyes darted around the room, searching for something to empty the content of his stomach into.

He internally sighed in relief, the bathroom.

Feeling a wave of sickness slam against his ribs he dropped the candle on the wooden floors with a resounding, thud, and rushed to the bathroom. Kai flung the door open violently, ignoring how his hands stung harshly as gripped the edges of the porcelain rim. He heaved, red stained white, his eyes shut tight as pain ripped through his body, his stomach rolling in agony. Kai’s head throbbed, eyes feeling like they would fall out of their sockets as he dry heaved before more blood spilled from his lips. He continued this for what felt like hours, until he finally felt some sort of relief. Kai slammed the lid and pushed down lazily on the handle to washing away the traces of his illness.

A heavy sigh racked his body, “Fuck!” he whispered to himself, spitting all the traces of thick, red liquid from his mouth, feeling a shred of relief in thinking Bonnie may have found something to stop this.

His body froze at feeling the light weight on his back and arms wrapped securely around his waist. Kai’s head snapped up seemingly aware of what was going on, how did he not notice? He didn’t hear the door open, her footsteps or feel as she snaked her arms around him. Not knowing what to do or how to feel he just sat there, taking refuge in her kindness, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been hugged or if he’d ever been hugged in his life. If he had been, he wasn’t old enough to remember.

He gently laid his head on the white porcelain, closing his eyes, Kai decided he’d let himself enjoy this, just this once.