TVD + The Originals Imagines

Imagine #17: Kol

Imagine Kol growing infatuated with you

"Remind me why exactly you're making me have a girls night with you?" You groaned as Caroline dragged you out of the car.

"Because you've done nothing but worry about Stefan and Damon's infighting for weeks, you deserve a break." Caroline grinned, approaching the door of the Mystic Grill.

"I've been fussing over those two since I was six, Care." You said, warning a glare from the young blonde. "But I see your point, let's go." You added quickly.

The two of you entered the Mystic Grill and took a seat at a table, waiting for Matt to come and take your drink orders as you chatted.

"Beautiful isn't she?" Your ears perked at the voice behind you. Klaus. Caroline picked up on it too, nudging you gently under the table to not say anything.

Chuckling, you mouthed to Caroline, what you need an ego boost? knowing the hybrid couldn't see your face from here.

"Kol, for the love of God, stop staring at the Salvatore sister." Klaus complained.

"Huh?" Someone mumbled, you didn't recognise the voice. You raised an eyebrow at Caroline questioningly. She looked down at her lap for a moment before your phone buzzed.

1 new text message from Care

Kol Mikaelson. Youngest brother. He's basically Ripper Stefan. Total psychopath. Don't even think about it Y/N.

"I'm not- I'm not looking at her... Why would I be umm... Shut up Klaus." Kol stuttered and you smiled despite yourself.

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Someone was following you, a human no less. How stupid did people think you were?

You stepped into the boarding house waiting for the silly man to step right in behind you. Carelessly he followed you no more than a minute later and you grabbed him.

"Why are you following me?" You compelled him, surprised he wasn't even on vervain. This had to be the lamest attempt at tailing you, you'd ever experienced.

"He told me to, I'm supposed to call him if you're in danger." The man said almost trance-like.

"Who is he?" You asked the man. A part of you wondered who this guy was and where should he be right now. Work? With his family? What plans was he missing because of some lousy compulsion by what you could only assume was a newly turned vampire, anyone older than fifty would at least be smart enough to compel them and then give them some vervain, right?

"He didn't give me his name. He just told me to follow you." The man said slowly.

"Tell me exactly what he said to you."

"He told me to follow you, that if someone so much as looked at you funny, I have to call him. He said if someone touches a hair on that gorgeous head of yours then he'll kill me."

"Give me your phone." You said, knowing exactly who had sent this guy after you.

The man handed you his phone meekly and you compelled him to stay where he was for the moment. Flicking through his contacts, you quickly found what you were looking for, a contact named Unknown. He wasn't very subtle was he? Clicking the name, you called it waiting for him to pick up.