The Vampire Diaries and The Originals Imagines and One-shots

Take a Seat - Elijah

You woke slowly, unsure what had pulled you from your slumber. It didn't take long for you to realize that you were alone. A glance at the clock showed it to be just after three in the morning. You stretched your arms far above your head and arched your back as you groaned at the pleasant pain in your muscles. Remembering the activities that had overworked those muscles brought a grin to your face. 

Pushing the blanket aside, you climbed from the bed and quickly slid into your underwear before grabbing your boyfriend's shirt from the floor to put it on. You padded across the room to the door with a  yawn. Your feet carried you to your destination without much thought. It was a path you'd traveled many times during the course of your relationship with Elijah. 

You leaned in the doorway of the room the Original used for his office. You squinted in the light that poured from the room and watched him as he worked. He was reading over some papers on the desk, occasionally stopping to jot down a note or two. It seemed that he didn't notice your arrival but you knew that was unlikely. All of the Mikaelsons were incredibly perceptive. To be fair, anyone probably would be after living for a thousand years. 

Finally, he sat everything down and glanced over at you with a tilt of his head. "What are you doing up, sweet heart?"

"You know I don't sleep well without you," you answered as you pushed yourself off the doorframe. You made your way across the floor to him enjoying the way his gaze took you in. 

He graced you with a lazy, sweet smile. "So attached to me already?"

You huffed a laugh. "We've been dating for nearly a year now, Elijah."

"Has it been that long?" He sounded genuinely surprised as he reached out to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer. His head rested against your side and you ran your fingers through his hair. 

You leaned forward and kissed him. "Losing track of time in your old age?" you teased. 

His hand slid from your waist and smacked your ass playfully. "Behave," he all but growled.

"How much longer are you going to be?"

He flipped through the papers on the desk. "Not terribly long. I have a meeting with the attorney tomorrow to take care of some things. I want to get through these before then."

You pouted but simply nodded your head in acknowledgement instead of saying anything. 

"Come, sit," he instructed as he pulled you onto his lap. He used one arm to pull you back so you were nestled against his chest. 

You shifted position so you were more comfortable and nuzzled against his chest, your eyes drifting shut as you enjoyed being so close to him. 

He pressed a kiss to your temple. "Comfortable?"

You nodded and made a noise of agreement.

"Good. You stay there and I'll be done in no time, sweet heart."

Minutes later, Elijah was leaned back in his chair, arms wrapped around you as he read over the paper in his hand. While he worked, you fell into a peaceful slumber, rousing only briefly when he finished and lifted you to carry back to his bed.