Captured Hearts [Vampire Diaries]

Chapter Seven

Bonnie groaned as she pressed the pillow over her head. "Shut up!" She whined, and her voice came out muffled and soft. She heard Kol chuckle, but the sound of glasses moving and God knows what never stopped. Bonnie let out a stifled scream and she kicked in the sheets, hoping that Kol would grasp the fact that he was annoying the hell out of her. And that probably wasn't the right thing to do, because the noise in the small apartment only grew louder. Bonnie let out a small cry of annoyance and pressed the pillow harder. "Kol! Shut. Up!"

"Darling," she heard Kol say, and she could only imagine the smirk on his lips. Those perfect, soft, pink lips that she had been so tempted to - Whoa! Bonnie! Cut it out! "You asked me to wake you up, didn't you?" Bonnie didn't answer. She had a brief few seconds of silence, and then the sound of dubstep sounded throughout the entire room. Bonnie yelped and jerked up, thrashing in the sheets.
"How can people of your generation listen to this?" Kol sounded disgusted as he flipped something in a pan using one hand, and the other was holding a slim remote. He clicked on something, and the song changed to AC/DC. "Ah, much better. At least some people still have their brains intact."

"You're obviously not one of those people," Bonnie mocked as she watched him. "What are you doing?"

"Cooking you breakfast, darling," Kol grinned as he glanced over at her. "You never got to eat at that party last night, so I assume that you are starving."

Bonnie hadn't realised how hungry she actually was until Kol had said it. She moved her hand to her stomach in attempt to silence the rumble. Kol smirked, hearing the plead her stomach had made.
"What are you making?" Bonnie asked curiously, and she ran a hand through her thick hair as she started to drag her legs out from under the covers.

"A traditional feed," Kol announced, sounding proud. "Eggs, bacon, German Salami. Toast and of course, pancakes."

"Oh," Bonnie nodded slowly and bit her bottom lip. "That's really sweet of you, but, I'm a vegan." Kol's smile dropped and he stared at Bonnie with a blank expression. "A vegan?" He repeated and looked away, staring blankly at the wall.

Bonnie's smile broke through and she laughed. Kol raised an eyebrow as he turned to look at her. "I'm sorry, okay, I admit. That was horrible. I'm not a vegan. It smells and looks great."

"Oh, you are an evil one," Kol said finally, a smirk tugging at the sides of his lips. "I like that."

"Cut it out," Bonnie rolled her eyes and pushed the thick blankets away. "What did I tell you about the flirting and the - What the hell am I wearing?" Because the long, red dress that she had been wearing was replaced with a short, purple lingerie night dress completed with little black ribbons and black silk shorts. Bonnie reached for a pillow with a gasp, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.

"Oh yes, that," Kol shrugged and continued placing eggs onto china plates. "Well, I didn't think that you would like to be wearing that ball-dress of yours, so I happily changed you into something more comfortable."

"This is comfortable?" Bonnie exclaimed. "They're barely even clothes! I might as well just be naked."

"I wouldn't object to that."

"Shut up." Kol sighed and pulled off the white dress shirt he had been wearing since the previous night. Bonnie found her eyes glued to his tan and smooth torso. He had a chiseled chest and washboard abs that caused Bonnie to blush even harder. Her eyes drifted down, and she was sure that she let out a soft squeal of embarrassment as her eyes rested on his 'V' line. He handed her the shirt without a word, and raised his eyebrow when she didn't take it. "Thank you?" Bonnie said slowly as she took it, looking at the shirt.