Oh Look, Vampires Are Real (Elijah Mikaelson/The Originals fanfic)

Farewell Grandma

*Finlay's POV*

I went into the bathroom, not bothering shutting the door. I ran a hot bubble bath to soothe the sleeplessness I felt. I stepped in as the bath filled & my body grew accustomed to the heat. I heard my bedroom door shut & wondered if Elijah had just left but when he appeared in the doorway in just his boxers I knew the answer.

"You want to join me?" I turned the water off.

"Your libido is insatiable Miss Roland. How do you expect me to keep up?" he grinned but standing still.

"I never mentioned anything about sex Mr Mikaelson. Your sister's right though. I am your sex slave," I scooted myself under the water more.

He came & sat on the lip of the bath. He reached in the water to find my feet. He grabbed one, pulling it above the water & massaging it gently. I had to admit, I liked this pampering.

"What's on your agenda today?" I asked, enjoying the moment.

"Well since you're going to be home today, what did you have in mind?" he pulled the other foot out.

"I guess some work for class. I don't really want to fall behind. I also want to finish that painting from this morning," I replied.

"Good. I need you to paint some more for me or even some sketches would be good. They don't have to be large works," he said placing my foot back into the water.

"Why do you want my works?" I was curious.

"It's a surprise & all will be revealed soon," he stood & just watched me.

"Ok then Mr Mysterious. I will get working on some for you. Anything in particular you want?" I gave up wondering, he would tell me when the time was right.

"Landscapes, portraits, abstract. I'll let you decide. Did you want some breakfast?" he walked toward the door.

"Fruit salad & juice would be nice please," I lathered some soap on my hands.

"Coming right up madam & I'll bring it to you," he left quickly.

Too soon the water was starting to cool down & that was my queue to get out. I dried myself off & dressed in an old pair of sweats & mid-drift top. I grabbed my sketch pad & walked down to the studio. I finished off Elijah's painting & put it off to the side to let dry. I set up two easels & began painting on the first one. I hadn't even noticed Elijah had entered, placed my breakfast down & was standing behind me.

"Another beautiful piece," he whispered in my ear.

"You think so? I don't know if I like it just yet," I stepped back, looking at the half done art work that sat in front of me.

"Take a moment & eat," he steered me towards the platter of mixed fruit.

I picked up a piece of melon & went over to where I put his painting down, "do you want to see it?"

"Of course I do," he smiled grabbing a couple of grapes & popping them into his mouth.

I turned it around to show him. His faced showed no emotion & suddenly I wondered if he liked it.

"It's amazing. I want to buy it from you," he crossed over to me, carefully holding the canvas by the edges as not to touch the still wet paint.

"I'm not selling it to you. I'm giving it to you," I ate some more fruit.

"So you won't mind if I take it as part of my surprise to you," he kept admiring it.

"No, it's yours to do whatever you want with it," I wish I knew what he was planning.