UNBREAKABLE || ⚜️ THE ORIGINALS ⚜️

|| 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 ||

SEASON FOUR - EPISODE SIX
"BAG OF COBRAS"

...Mikaelson Compound...

A bunch of people are walking around with decorations. Rosalind walks in with a confused look on her face.

She sees Klaus standing on the balcony facing the courtyard.

"We were heading out, and now we're throwing a party? I see..." she frowns and looks up at him.

"One that will be attended by New Orleans' most influential creatures" he smirks at her.

"You do realize that everyone hates you?" she raises an eyebrow.

"But they love Marcel!" he points out "And as the invite states, he is the co-host. Tonight we celebrate our truce"

"So you're throwing a fake party, in honor of a fake truce, and your guest of honor is in a dungeon?" Rosalind chuckles, shaking her head.

Klaus starts to walk down the stairs.

"Marcel's attendance would only complicate matters, besides I'll have my hands full weeding out those in league with The Hollow" he says, stopping right in front of her, picking up her hand and kissing the back of it.

"Have fun with that" she smiles "Hope and Theo are with Mary, I'm just looking for Freya"

"What do you need of her?" Klaus asks, raising a suspect eyebrow at her.

She scoffs a laugh.

"Curiosity killed the cat!" she teases him.

He gives her a sheepish smile before grabbing her to him, wrapping both arms around her waist.

"We're hybrids, my love" he bumps their noses together "tell me!"

She gives him a rather amused look at the tone he used on her.

"Please!" he continues, his smile growing, showing his dimples.

Now that you've asked so nicely...

"Mary was telling me about what killed my real parents and I need some of Freya's magic to see more of it" Rosalind explains.

All the amusement left his face and concern took place completely.

"I know!" she says before he could even start "but if I'm right about it, we get to know more about the Hollow and how to stop it"

She pecks his lips.

"Trust me, okay?" she stares up at him, with the biggest, brightest blue eyes that always do things with him.

He sighs, having a mental battle with himself.

"If you smell trouble, you come back to me immediately, am I clear?" he brushes a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Rosalind nods with a shy smile.

It could pass years and years in a sea of seconds, but every time she would get those butterflies in her stomach when Klaus is around.

Especially with the tenderness he always treated her with.

"I will!" she tries to step out of his hold, but he holds her in place.

She tilts her head to the side, like a lost puppy.

Beautiful!