"i accidentally dropped four true love's arrows on earth which hit the mikaelson brothers. oops."
IN WHICH Cupid accidentally shoots four arrows of true love at the mikaelson men.
the vampire diaries 2-4
oc x mikealson men
amazing cover by @mcclincys
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KLAUS, NOW INHABITING ALARIC'S BODY, sat at the front of the classroom, his sharp eyes scanning the empty classroom. His plan was going great. Katherine had kindly shared what she knew about the town and what had happened. Elijah was currently daggered and his body was in the cellar of the Salvatore House. Now he just needed to keep an eye on the doppelgänger and find out their plan against him. According to Katherine, they were trying to figure out if Bonnie Bennett was able to take him so he needed to figure out how powerful the witch was.
The downside of this plan was that he needed to pretend to be Alaric Saltzman for the whole day. It was the second last lesson of the day and he wasn't sure how long he could keep talking about the sixties.
Klaus sighed in frustration when he heard a knock on the door, upset that he needed to keep the facade up. He turned to face the door, his expression neutral until he saw her. A familiar-looking woman stood there, a soft light seeming to surround her, and in that instant, Klaus felt a jolt of recognition, an electric shock that coursed through him from head to toe.
It was the same woman he had seen briefly a couple of months back. He had just walked out of an art gallery when he felt a pull and turned to see the most beautiful woman. He had seen her for a few seconds before she disappeared into thin air. He wasn't a religious man, at all, but at that time he had been sure he had seen an angel. An angel who had been on his mind ever since.
For a moment, the world seemed to stop. His eyes locked onto hers, and he was drawn into their depths, feeling an unfamiliar warmth spread through his chest. It was as if he had been wandering in darkness for a thousand years and had just now stepped into the light.
He couldn't believe it. He felt vulnerable, a feeling he was not used to, and it unnerved him as much as it enthralled him. Klaus had always considered the idea of soulmates to be a romantic notion, a weakness he could not afford. Yet here she was, making him question everything.
"Hey, Ric," Valentina called out, her voice cutting through his reverie. "Could you help me with this? I can't seem to get it open."
Her request brought him back to the present, and he realized he had been staring. He then realized what she had called him and he was snapped back to the present. He wasn't in his own body.
He looked down to see that she was holding, a paint can. This made him even more curious about his mate, and the need to know more about her grew. He needed to hear her name so he could pray to it every night.
"Of course," he replied, his voice steadier than he felt. He pried the can open with ease, but his eyes never left her face. She was beautiful, but it was more than that. There was a grace and kindness in her that seemed to shine through, something that made him feel an emotion he hadn't felt in centuries—hope.
