Three days after the barbecue, and Kai still wasn't feeling better. If anything, he was feeling worse. He had a fever that didn't want to break, and he was now complaining of a sore throat. At first I thought it was the hot wings, but now I wasn't so sure.
I had spent the day at his house for once, which was fair enough, since he spent the day before moaning about how it isn't fair that he always has to be the one coming over. Besides, I could enjoy the fact of not having Damon snooping around from his balcony for once. I was now preparing dinner, chicken and mushroom risotto, talking about my life story of how Enzo could get away with anything when he was younger, whereas I always got the blame, when I realised that I was talking to myself.
"Did you hear a word I said?" I asked him. Kai had his back to me, watching television. At least I thought he was. He was just staring into thin air.
"Kai?" I asked again.
"Huh?"
"You're uncharacteristically quiet today. You barely said five sentences all day, which is saying something."
"I'm good, just tired."
"Are you sure?" I asked, putting down the wooden spoon and walking towards him.
"Uh-huh, I'm fine" he replied, smiling up at me. To be fair, he did look tired. His eyes were red and he looked a bit pale.
"Okay, if you say so. Sit tight, dinner's almost ready," I said, ruffling his hair.
"Don't touch the hair." There he is.
"Well at least I know you're still in there somewhere."
We stood in silence for a few more minutes until the food was ready, with just the sound of Spongebob in the background. Yes, Spongebob.
"Come on Kai, dinner's ready," I called out.
He came up to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. I tried to make conversation but it seemed one sided, his mind seemed to be totally shut down. When I was almost done, I noticed that he was merely playing with his food.
"Okay, now I'm worried."
"Why, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Kai, you've barely touched your food. Are you sure you're ok? I haven't seen you this quiet and serious since... nope, scratch that, I've never seen you this quiet and serious."
"Actually I think I'm just going to lie down, I don't feel very well," he said, pushing his plate aside.
"Yeah you do that. I'll clear up, don't worry."
"Hey Maya, could you get me a glass of water?"
"Your wish is my command," I smiled.
He went to lie down on his bed as I prepared his glass of water and gave it to him. After I washed all the dishes and put everything away, I went to his bedroom to check on him.
"Hey you, you good?" I asked, sitting by his bedside, stroking his arm.
"As good as I can be – nope, my head hurts like crazy."
"You really should go see a doctor, you're a mess," I said, feeling his forehead.
"Uhh, thank you?"
"You know what I mean. Wait here, I'll check your temperature, I think you have a fever again," I said, getting up to get the thermometer.
"Maya?"
"Yeah?" I stopped to look at him.
"Will you sleep with me?"
That question took me off guard so much I kept walking straight into the dumbbells he had on the floor. "What? I did say 'your wish is my command' but don't you think that's a bit much?"
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Love Thy Neighbour (a Vampire Diaries fanfiction)
FanficMaya Catalani has been perfectly content trying to finish university as smoothly as possible. However, life decides to intervene in the form of Kol Mikaelson, the new neighbour. And all the while she cannot help but think of her best friend, Kai. Wh...