Old Flames - Klaus Mikaelson

Reintroductions

You currently feel like the room is spinning all around you in the best way possible, head buzzing, face feeling rosy and warm as your body temperature is increasing after finishing off your first bottle of champagne. You feel marvellous and Kol has just cracked open a second, it seemed the night had only just begun.

Checks flushed you giggle "Fancy a smoke?"

"I fancy you," he says grinning cheekily.

You just laugh it off shaking your head "but yes I do fancy a ciggie," he stands, offering you his hand "shall we?" Starting to slightly slur his words.

"We shall." You smile, taking his hand in yours and following him through all the celebrants.
You try to keep an eye out for Damon or Stefan but your vision being only ever so slightly blurred you can't place them, you aren't worried though, they will be around here somewhere probably fighting over Elena and keeping her out of harms way. You know they can handle their own, neither of them would ever let anyone lay a finger on the other even though they don't admit it.

Stumbling out the back door, fingers intertwined you gasp at sight before you. It's magical, every single tree, hedge and other surface out here has some sort twinkling lights wrapped around it or candles on. It's beautifully decorated.

"It's beautiful out here isn't it?" You say eyes sparkling as you look all around the garden.

"You're beautiful," Kol saying coquettishly, leaving you speachless as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before reaching for his cigarettes and taking out two out of a silver case and placing one in his mouth and one in yours then lighting them both, gazing into your eyes.

"Hello brother," a voice interrupts "care to introduce me to your friend you invited here tonight."

That voice belonging to Elijah. You recognise him immediately from when Kol pointed him out to you earlier, his voice is harmonious, he looks refined. Wearing an almost identical suit to Kol but Elijah wears his differently, it's the way he carries himself he just has a certain gracefulness about him.

"Of course," Kol replies "Meave, this is my brother Elijah." 

"Meave," He repeats a look of realisation on his face but realisation of what you are unsure of. For a split second you are almost sure you see a glimpse of panic there? Or are your eyes simply deceiving you. You have drank an awful lot of champagne already tonight you are probably reading too much in to everything especially after the moment you had with Rebekah before.

He takes your hand, placing a delicate kiss on your knuckles. "Elijah Mikaelson, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," He says, his smile seems authentic but it doesn't quite meet his eyes. You're sure something must be happening between the family tonight, yes that must be it.
Elijah like Rebekah could very well just be wary of you, your only friends in this town are the Salvatore brothers after all, taking this into consideration you try to ignore the unnerving feeling you still have pooling in your stomach.

You return the smile "It's an honour to meet you Elijah, Kol here has been telling me all about you," you state, still smoking, it does help calm your nerves.

"All good things I hope, brother," he taunts, grinning looking between you two.

"Yes all good things of course, you will have to join us for a drink at the bar and fetch Rebekah and Niklaus too." He says

You can't read the look on Elijah's face at the mention of his siblings, this throws you off, you can usually read anyone like a book.

"Most definitely," he replies eyes flickering between you both "right after the dance, this is why I came to retrieve you, our mother wants us all be involved you know it's tradition."