You spent most of your time with the Mikaelsons, it was just a constant, and you were always there. Once you started dating Elijah, you always stayed with him, you were always at his house. At first, it was because you didn't want to be apart, then it was for your safety, then it was because you would spend long hours there and would pass out anyway. You and Elijah were always together, you just wanted to be together all the time. However, you still hadn't moved out of your apartment, you paid rent, and most of your stuff was there, you just hadn't left.
You had a whole wardrobe over at the Mikaelsons, courtesy of Rebekah, it just made things easier. You constantly stayed over without planning for it and therefore you didn't bring any clothes with you. So, you'd wear Elijah's or borrow Rebekah's, but after a while, Rebekah knew better and did some shopping. You enjoyed the sentiment, you liked that they were prepared for you to be here, and they had fully accepted you.
You had basically moved in without bringing your stuff and let's be real, you liked being with Elijah, but you also liked having your own space. You enjoyed having your own place to get away from everyone and just not worry about anything. You would occasionally have Elijah over at your place, he liked your small little getaway place, but he wanted you to move out of your apartment. You never would, you needed your own place, this place was safe.
One thing you didn't tell Elijah or the family for that matter was your slight case of OCD, okay it was bad. You knew it was bad, but you took medication, and it helped, Elijah didn't know about it though. You wanted to keep it on the down low, you didn't need him to know that you freaked out about germs. When you were with him you tried to keep your anxiety pushed down, you knew Elijah could tell you were panicking at times or that you were uncomfortable but he didn't push.
It felt like germs were taking over your life, you let Elijah be the gentleman he is and open doors for you or get you things. That was easier than letting him know what you dealt with, you didn't need him to know how obsessive you were. There were days that were worse than others, the medication helped big time but some days, some days were just harder than others. It felt more like you were suffering from it than living with it.
This morning you had woken up in bed next to Elijah, your head laid on his chest as you felt the rise and fall of his chest. You slowly sat up and got ready to shower, you knew that while you were here you showered a lot. It was just more of a habit, at least that's what you said, you knew it was because you constantly felt dirty being in someone else's home. It felt like even if they got it cleaned it would never be enough for your standards.
While you were showering, you felt Elijah's hands wrap around your waist, he kissed your shoulder a few times. It brought a smile to your face, right away you knew him kissing the skin you just scrubbed raw was overwhelming. You hid it well, you knew that today was a day that you needed to go back to your place, even Elijah touching you worried you. You hated when it got like this, you loved Elijah, and you never wanted him to not touch you unless it was a bad day.
After your shower, you got dressed and you went downstairs for breakfast. You tried to think of a good excuse to get you out of there, but nothing was coming to mind. You knew there was one thing that you could say that they'd never dispute, that you just wanted to go home.
"What is happening today?" Klaus asked.
"I don't know. I think I'm gonna go home today. I want to get a few things and do some laundry. It's been like a month since I've been there so the place is probably a mess."
"You haven't been there in a month; how bad could it be?" Rebekah asked.
"I don't know, it could be dusty or something," you were lying, you knew how bad the place was.
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The Vampire Diaries X Reader
VampireMostly writing for the Mikaelsons because why not. There is a dash of some other people. Mostly just Poly! Mikaelsons because that's hot.