Vampire Diaries Imagines

Even Better - Elijah Mikaelson

Today just seemed to drag on for far too long. Rebekah dragged me around the French Quarter saying that it was about time for me to come out of my cave and have fun. Don't get me wrong, I do quite enjoy the time that I get to spend with her and any other of her siblings for that matter. But when I would much rather spend my time at home curled up in bed or on the sofa with a nice book in hand... the day was just far too long for my liking.

When I finally returned home, I could feel the instant relief running through me from being within its walls once more. Though I did expect to be walking into the serene silence that I had gotten quite used to being in, I was pleasantly surprised when I was met with a sweet-sounding melody that was now flowing through the corridors of my home. After sitting down the many bags of things Rebekah had got for me throughout the day, I instantly followed the pleasant sound through the hallowed halls to the very back room that no one had dared enter for quite some time.

When I finally found the source of the music, I stood just outside the doorway watching as a smile appeared upon my face. There I found my dearest Elijah sitting at the piano that sat in the center of the room which had been untouched for centuries by that point. If I were to be honest to no one but myself, for the longest time I had no earthly idea if the instrument still worked. But there he was, blissfully unaware of my return, fully enticed in the beauty of the music he played.

It made me remember back to centuries ago when that was how we would spend most of our time. the Mikaelson man would sit there at the piano for hours on end just playing whatever it was that came to mind. I would be sitting in the chair in the far left corner of the room, book in hand, of course, reading while the sounds of the beautiful melodies he played would transport me into the words I read. Most often it would seem that he would know what song to play at just the right moment, without having any knowledge of where in my book I was currently. It all just seemed to be magical in the best ways.

"Now, isn't this a sight upon my sore eyes?" I asked playfully after he finished his piece.

When he heard my voice, Elijah looked up from the black and white keys and smiled. "How was your outing with my dear sister?" He questioned as he reached for me to come over.

"Dreadfully long, if I were to be frank," I said as I made my way over and sat next to him on the small bench. "I don't even want to think about putting everything away. Seems to me that everything I would dare touch, Rebekah grabbed, and we would walk out with it." I laid my head on his shoulder as he chuckled at my confession.

"She does have just a bit of a habit of spoiling whoever it is that joins her." He said then softly kissed the top of my head.

"So, I have seemed to find out today." I could feel his cheeks lift as he smiled more. "Could you play the song from when we first met?"

"It's been a long time since you've asked me to play that particular song, my love." The Mikaelson man said and looked down at me.

"It's been a long time since I've heard you play, Lijah," I say and sat up straight so I wouldn't be in the way. "For the longest time before now, I didn't even know if this piano still worked since it was you who was the last one to play anything on it."

"Just a slight tuning was all it really needed. Well, that and a proper cleaning." My brown-eyed man said with a small chuckle before he looked over at me in confusion. "YNN, it has been, at minimum, two hundred years since I sat in this spot, and yet no one has played it since. Why has it not been used?"

I could only shrug before I stated, "If I were to be completely honest with you, Elijah, I didn't feel right for me to listen to anyone but you playing for me. You've spoiled me in that aspect if I am to guess. And though I do play a little, I have always been more of the listening ear than the playing hand."

"Which still surprises me." He confessed. "Because I've heard you play and, I do say, you are tremendous at it."

"Only because I had such a fantastic teacher," I said, complimenting him which, in turn, made him blush. "Now, will you please play it for me?"

Elijah smiled once more before placing another kiss on the top of my head. "Of course, my darling."

As his fingers graced the keys once more and the beautiful melody of the song I had been all too desperate to hear for the longest time filled my ears, I was instantly transported back in time. Back centuries ago when New Orleans buzzed in a much different light yet was still the place I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my eternity. when I had first met the man I now sat next to and his family. It took me back when I was young and naive but wanted to know about all that surrounded me. A time I would give anything to go back to.

Just as fast as the classical song had started, it had finished, and I was brought back to the current reality we were living in. This saddened me but when I looked up into the brown eyes of the man I loved so dearly, I realized that now I would trade nothing to go back and not have all that I had in that current moment.

"I am to hope that it sounded as good now as it had back then," Elijah said as he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer to him. "It has been a good while since I have played that certain melody."

I smiled up at him once more and said, "Even better."