A Thrill I've Never Known ✔️

~Eleven~

eleven

Kol woke slowly to see Rebekah's face right in front of him. She looked serene and relaxed. His sister huffed a soft breath and he grinned. Angel got Bex to fall asleep.

The smell of bacon, pancakes and coffee floated up from the kitchen and a huge grin lit up face. His songstress was pulling out all the stops.

He reached over to nudge his sister's shoulder and she wakes slowly, eyes fluttering open, "Kol..?" She groans.

"Bex!" The boy whisper-yells, grinning wildly, "How you sleep?"

Their eyes meet and she grins too, "I slept great. I-" She sniffed and frowned, "Is that... is that bacon I smell?"

Kol nodded, "And I betchya anything it's Angel."

Rebekah's eyebrows raised in disbelief, "No..."

He nodded, "Oh yeah."

:3

Elijah had trudged down the stairs from his room with a yawn, expecting to find a maid in the kitchen, going off the delicious smells coming from it. He certainly didn't expect to see her.

Gracelyn was humming a soft tune to herself as she piled up more bacon, more pancakes and more eggs atop five plates on the kitchen counter. Five mugs had been placed out beside the plates.

The Noble Mikaelson couldn't help but smirk as he leant against the door frame, watching the blonde songstress practically dance around the kitchen until he finally noticed what she was wearing.

Unlike yesterday, where Gracelyn had looked beautiful in her tight floor length dress for her performance, what she wore now, which was in his eyes, both classy and sexy, a low cut silk nightdress. It was a royal purple and stopped mid-thigh.

Her golden locks were wild and untamed from her sleep. Around her neck was a delicate chain with a small heart carved out of lapis lazuli. His breath caught at the sight of her long legs and pale skin. He wasn't sure if she was wearing panties or not, he was trying not to think about it.

Elijah must have made a noise because the songstress spun around with a soft pink blush blooming on her cheeks. That was when he noticed the light dusting of freckles on the bridge of her nose.

"Uh...good morning Mr Mikaelson," Gracie said, her morning voice heavily accented, it sent shivers down his spine.

"Good morning Miss Wysteria."

:3

The songstress felt she was going to swoon all on her own. The way he spoke was just... ooo. Elijah wore a tight fitting t-shirt with loose pyjama pants. It made Gracelyn blush.

"I made breakfast." She offered a sheepish smile and a single shouldered shrug.

The Mikaelson looked to the ground and grinned, "You didn't have to. We have cooks." His chocolate eyes met her glacial orbs, "But thank you."

She was about to answer when "Angel!!"

Kol sped into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Gracelyn's waist, pressing his cheek to her shoulder.

The blonde smiled and ran her hand through his short brown hair, "Good morning, dear heart. Did you sleep well?"

The youngest Mikaelson brother smiled dreamily with his eyes shut. Then he sniffed and his smile became a smirk, making Elijah frown, curious.

"Is that hot chocolate I smell?"

Both Originals turned to see Rebekah trailing towards them with a smile that the oldest and youngest Mikaelson brothers had not seen for ages.

It seemed that in only a night in knowing her, their sister already loved her.

"It is Bekah. My secret recipe. My baby sister loved it."

Kol grinned at Rebekah, "Angel does a mean hot chocolate. I mean, she's Dutch. It would be a crime if she couldn't make it."

Gracelyn blushed, then turned to the Reckless Original and stroked his cheekbone with her thumb. Just as Klaus walked into the room, she said, "After breakfast, you and your brothers are going to do whatever. I want to spend the day with Rebekah to get to know her."

He pouted, making the rest of the Mikaelsons smirk but the songstress smiled, "Then tomorrow, I'm all yours."

Her words made Kol grin and Gracie turned to the breakfast table, "Enjoy."