Splitting Our Odds Into Evens

I hope that ur ok.

"And...time!" Kol clicked the stopwatch. He thought it was a great idea that he and Bonnie go jogging around town. After many cold days, the weather was warm, and the sun was shining. Bonnie wore a fitted dark purple sports jacket with black leggings and sneakers. Kol wore a black hoodie, black sweats, and black sneakers.

Bonnie put her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. "Why d-did I a-agree to go on this stupid run with you?" She had to ask herself honestly. Bonnie was not one to work out. Her being slim was the universe's work.

"Because you know you need it," Kol said. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. Now that he was human, his utmost importance was his health.

"You're right," Bonnie shrugged, wiping the bead of sweat off her forehead. "I-I need-"

Bonnie couldn't finish her sentence, but Kol knew what she needed. "Water? Here you go, love."

Kol handed her the water, and she downed it in seconds. "Thanks," she said. "And, FYI, I am never doing this again."

"If the queen wishes to rest in bed on a weekday morning. Then, she shall do so," Kol said with a fake bow.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, realizing that he was making fun of her. "Ha Ha, very funny."

"The funniest part of today was me having to turn around every five seconds so you could keep up," Kol joked.

"Wanna know what's even funnier?" Bonnie asked. Kol arched a brow, curious. "This." Before he could register what this was, Bonnie had already begun running to try to beat him back to their apartment that they weren't far from.

Kol laughed and ran after her. Even with it only being eight in the morning, he had to dodge tourists roaming the street. Suddenly, the sight of Bonnie went out of view. He continued to run, knowing she was most likely further down. As he ran, he began getting flashbacks of his first kill as a vampire to his last, and the sudden craving for blood hit his tongue. He stopped running and looked around him, shouting for Bonnie's name. Something wasn't right. Kol didn't feel right. The thirst to kill, to feed, only increased. "What the h-"

Kol felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see just who he was calling for.

"Boo!" Bonnie said, and he jumped back, pretending to be scared. Bonnie could see actual fear in his eyes. She knew it wasn't from her attempt at scaring him. "You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you alright?"

Kol mustered a hard swallow, unsure what to make out of what just happened to him. He didn't want to scare Bonnie, so he lied. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thought I lost you." He hoped what he experienced were just mere side effects of the cure and not anything too serious.

"Aw, how cute. But you can admit it; I'm a better runner than you," Bonnie teased.

"Yeah, yeah," Kol said. He put his arm around her shoulders. They continued walking.

"There's something fun I want us to do, but I want to know if you'd be fine with it first because my surprises tend to go south," Bonnie said. She wasn't joking. When she'd try to surprise Kol, she just ended up messing it up.

Kol was worried. He chuckled nervously. "What is it?" He asked.

"I want us to get matching tattoos because we are progressing, and before you know it, we'll be married. And, we'll have kids and grow old someday, and..."

As Bonnie spoke about their future, Kol seemed lost in his thoughts. He was sure that Bonnie was the love of his life, but growing old and someday dying scared him.