Prom From Hell
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━13. Pictures of YouKol stood in front of Cameron with a small smile on his face as he took in his husband. It's only been a couple of months since he had died but he couldn't express how much he had missed the boy.
He noticed how much the Bennett original had changed not just in his looks but personality as well. His doe brown eyes were dark and empty, the way his shoulders were tense as if he was on edge at all times, even his dress sense was not Cameron like.
The leather jackets, the piercing or even those horrid boots on his feet—nun of that screamed Cameron because he knew how much of a fashion geek his husband was.
For Cameron he was experiencing about ten different emotions all in one—happy that his husband was truly in front of him, but sad because he knew it wasn't going to last that long.
Kol broke the silence with a smile. "Well, I didn't think our vows would have been literal." He joked making Cameron laugh as he walked towards him.
"No—but I vividly remember telling your hard headed ass to leave it alone and let me handle it." Cameron slapped him upside the head making the original hiss as he rubbed it.
"Blood hell darlin, did you get stronger?" He cheesed looking at Cameron who rolled his eyes before throwing his arms around his neck.
Kol smiled at the armless before tightly hugging him back as the two stood in each other's embrace. Cameron pulled smiling.
"I've missed you so much."
"I can't even express in words how much I missed you Cameron Bennett—but I have to say Stefan Salvatore of all people?" He arched his eyebrow.
Cameron shrugged. "He's cute—it's not like I'm going to date him or anything. I really need time to gather myself." He smiled.
Kol noticed the tears in his eyes making him frown as he slowly wiped them. "Why are you crying love?"
Cameron let out a sad smile. "I'm sorry Kol, it's like every guy I date is doom to die in the hands of my own family and friends. I knew that and yet I still let you go to that damn house." He wiped his eyes.
Kol cupped his face in his hands with a smile. "I made my own bed that I must lay in now—but you? Your life has not paused just because I am dead. There's many other things out in this world for you to see, and there's another person out there who wants to capture your heart just as you have done mine." He whispers.
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Fanfiction"In every set of twins, there is one angel, one devil. The right-handed twin tells the truth, the left-handed twin tells lies." The vampire Diaries Seasons 1 - 8 The Originals Seasons 2-5