In this imagine you are a vampire.
This imagine will have multiple parts
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Long time ago before vampires existedYou were getting ready for the festival that the village was holding. You wore a purple dress, your hair slightly curled. Your mother looked at you and smiled saying "You look lovely."
You smile and say "Thank you mother."
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It was night out, but the fire kept things bright and warm. Everyone from the village was there. People were laughing, dancing. Overall just enjoying themselves.
You were seated on a log watching everyone. You looked over to Elijah Mikaelson. He was one of your closest friends. He was with a pretty girl. You smiled at them. They looked so happy to be together. You wish you had that with someone. Not just anyone though. No, you wish you had that with Niklaus Mikaelson. He was your best friend.
No longer wanting to torture yourself with something that would never happened you shifted your gaze to the fire. It was so bright and beautiful. The way it moved was like it was dancing along with the music.
You felt someone sit beside you. You didn't look at them though. Kept your eyes fixed on the fire. You heard a familiar voice ask "What is a beautiful girl such as yourself sitting here alone?"
You looked to see it was Niklaus. You shrug then look back at the fire. You reply "I don't feel like dancing."
Niklaus asked "Why not?"
You look at him again and say "The right guy never asked."
Niklaus ask "And who is this right guy?"
You look away and mumble "You."
You were hoping Niklaus never heard you, but he did. Niklaus said "Me."
You still didn't look at him, but nodded your head.
You felt Niklaus stand up. You just sat there. Niklaus asked "Well, aren't you coming?"
You looked up him to see he was holding his hand out for you. You took his hand and he lead you to where everyone was.
He places one hand on your waist and one in your hand. You placed your free hand on his shoulder. You both start dancing to the music. Niklaus smiled down at you sense he was taller. You smiled back at him.
"You look absolutely gorgeous" you heard him say loud enough only you could here.
You looked down attempting to hide your blush. Niklaus said "Don't hide from me."
You looked back up at him your eyes meeting. You swore that they sparkled a bit. He slowly started leaning in an you did the same. He stopped a few centimetres away from your lips. Looking in your eyes as if asking for permission. You slightly nodded your head. He leans in closing the small gap between you two. You can't help, but smile into the kiss. You can feel him smile as well.
You both pull away to catch your breath. He's still holding you close to him. Your foreheads leaning against each other's. You could have stayed like that forever. However that's not what happened. You were yanked away by your father.
You looked at him and asked "Why did you do that?"
My father explains "You are to married to someone of my choice one day. There is no point for you to do things such as this."
Niklaus asked "and what if I were to marry her?"
My father laughed and said "I will never let you marry my daughter."
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Klaus Mikaelson imagines
FanfictionIt's basically what the tittle says. Imagines of my personal favourite original Klaus. Requests are open just so you know.