Into the Deep End

Three:

Please be advised that this chapter contains smut/sexual intercourse. 

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Helping Klaus cook dinner was an unusual highlight of Elena's day, she was surprised that he cooked but gathered that he is over a thousand years old; it really didn't surprise her, though he did say that it would've been easier to compel a private chef to do all the 'grueling prep work' – Klaus's words.

Who knew peeling and chopping an onion was considered 'grueling'.

Elena helped with finish the dishes, since the expensive plate and cutlery they used wasn't 'dish washer friendly', that alone annoyed Klaus but humored Elena.

The big, bad wolf chopping onions and washing dishes? I am never forgetting this.

Elena lightly snorted at the curse words Klaus used in his native tongue at such a mediocre task, she paused just wondering how she knew that.

During dinner, washing and drying the dishes Elena could feel Klaus's eyes on her, but would advert his eyes whenever she glanced his way.

Now she finds herself in his parlor, nursing a glass of his finest Bourbon, listening to Klaus talk about his travels during his vampiric life.

"Out of all the places you visited and called home," She spoke, shuffling in her seat, closer to him than Elena thought. "Which was your favourite and if given the chance, would you go back?"

"There's too many to name to pick one just out of random."

Elena knew he was fighting back his excitement. "Say if it was a life-or-death situation?"

Klaus arched an eyebrow, amused by the turn of conversation. "Trying to find a weakness, love?"

Elena snorted, shaking her head. "No, just trying to make conversation."

Klaus fell silent, just staring at her, she thought that she said something wrong but when she looked into his eyes, all logical thinking went out the window.

There was a longing there, a want to be accepted, a need to belong... somewhere, anywhere. Something she could connect with the moment that she found out that she was a doppelganger, even before then, Elena had to play a part just to be accepted.

The perfect daughter, girlfriend and now doppelganger. Elena felt like she was drowning with the exceptions that everyone had of her, like she was some sort of puppy that needed training.

Elena then felt pity, Klaus has spent nearly all his immortal life alone, missing an entire half of himself; all because his mother cheated and couldn't bear the shame of being in the wrong, so she cursed Klaus.

Ane even when he finally got what he wanted, he still ended up alone.

It didn't help that the only people who truly accepted him were in coffins, whose lives that Stefan is playing a deadly game with.

At first, Elena was on board with stopping Klaus by any means, but now?

She hopes Klaus wins.

"What are you thinking about?"

Elena snaps her head up so quickly that she thought her neck might have snapped, she blinked several times before as she realized that Klaus moved closer to her.