Klaus Mikaelson Imagines.

Love Story + Klaus Mikaelson

Word Count: 1273

Warnings: Who gives a flying fuck‽

Prompt: "This isn't some love story, someone is bound to die."

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Elijah sat on the couch watching his brother Klaus sip on his drink, he seemed off like his mind was elsewhere "Brother?" Elijah spoke up.

Klaus looked over at him and raised his eyebrows "What, Elijah?" Klaus asked leaning against the window frame.

"What has you troubled? Is it Y/n?" Elijah asks carelessly as if this topic wasn't so urgent to his brother.

"No, nothing is on my mind. Certainly not Y/n either." Klaus paused "I'll be upstairs." He sighed walking out of the living area of the house.

"So you do like her." Elijah mumbles to himself.

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You sat on your bed rummaging through your clothes, Rebekah was rummaging through your closet. Tonight there was an event being held by Marcel, he wanted to celebrate one of his vampires 'birthday' so you were happy to attend.

But you wanted one hell of a hot dress- A real show stopper.

You looked over as Rebekah pulled out a short black plunging neck dress. She looked over at you with a knowing smirk and you smiled "That's the one." You stood up eagerly and rushed over excitedly "Bekah, this is amazing!" You compliment again smiling even wider- if that was even possible.

She smirks and nods "I know, I have good taste in your clothes." Rebekah comments smiling "So, you are aware that Klaus is going to be there tonight. Are you going to talk to him?" You shrug "No offense, but why should I? We were never really close, and we were always smart with each other." You shrug but deep down inside you couldn't wait to see Klaus, you had fallen in love with him but you would never like to admit it. And as for him you knew he could never love you, he was a hybrid and you were a vampire that had no heart for anyone like him.

Klaus stood in front of the mirror as you did the same in your room with Rebekah, he was fixing his collar while you and Rebekah worked on ensuring you both looked absolutely stunning for the night "You're dressing up for her?" Elijah asked walking past his brothers door "Elijah, I am not dressing up for her it is a party we were invited to." Klaus groans.

"Klaus, is going to love you tonight." Rebekah winked with a smile as you laughed "The big bad scary hybrid has feelings?" You joke making her laugh "That was good, and a false description of my brother." Rebekah smiles.

"Funny, you never try to look nice for a birthday party." Klaus turned around looking at his brother "What happened to Elijah? You're acting ridiculous I am just getting dressed. You act like Y/n is the most important thing on my mind." Klaus slipped up there.

"Thank you brother, you finally admitted that Y/n is in fact on your mind." Elijah walked away with that leaving Klaus flustered and slightly upset.

He could never understand how you two could act as if you totally hated one another but yet he could hold these feelings of true love for you. He could say the worst things to you, but he still loved you. He loved your laugh, your sarcasm, the way you would glare at someone who tested you and how utterly and undeniably pissed you got when you were called 'little girl' he thought you always looked so cute when you were mad. You were a few inches shorter than him, and he always found it funny and adorable when you had tilt your head back and look up at him mad, your eyebrows slightly furrowed, your lips did a small little pout, and your hands stayed by your side balling into little fists.

He thought about it for a second longer looking in the mirror, and it hit him. He was undeniably in love with you, and he feared you knew how much he truly cared for you. He fixed his collar once more and sighed, hopefully you find him more appealing tonight- hopefully everything could come together perfectly as he had always wished since that day he had fallen in love with you.

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He looked around at the party and leaned against the table, he watched as people talk, drink and dance. Klaus looked over at you as you grabbed a drink and shoved past a girl who was about to start complaining, you had turned around to her and Klaus' curiosity had gotten the better of him and he decided to listen in on your conversation.

"Excuse me?" The girl snapped.

"What? You think I care? Start something and I will make you regret it." Klaus smirked at your comment and continued listening.

"Oh yeah? Then make me regret it." You stepped forward and Klaus went towards you.

He gently grabbed a hold of your wrist and you looked back at him "Come on, she isn't worth it." Klaus sighed glaring at the girl who stepped back "Yeah okay." You turn and walk away Klaus releasing your wrist and followed after you.

"Can I help you, stalker?" He chuckles and nods "Good one, little girl." You turned towards him and looked at him seeing his damn smirk, you sigh and shoved your drink in his hands "What do you want?" You ask he shrugs "Nice song playing." He points out it was a slower song than the other songs they had been playing "And?" You shrug he steps forward and you could smell his cologne and it made you melt honestly, you loved his scent. 

He set the drink on the table behind you before he stepped back and extended his hand "May I have this dance?" You raised an eyebrow before putting your hand in his.

You truly thought he was going to tell you about some new drama he had going on. He always did this at a party or a club, he would ask you to dance to tell you about some new drama- but little did you know it was just his excuse to hold you close and to breathe in your own scent.

He pulled your body against his as he held your right hand in his left, his right hand found your waist and he lowered his head down next to yours as the music played "You look lavishing tonight." He whispers you look around at the other party attendants who were dancing with their own partner.

"What's the catch?" You ask in a whisper knowing he could hear you.

"The catch is that you look too good for my own good." You leaned back away from him and looked him in the eyes.

"What's your game here?" He raises an eyebrow "My game? I'm just letting you know how good you look." He smirks "You hate me, Niklaus." He groans quietly "Yes, in fact I do." He nods.

He pulled you closer to him again and leaned down near your ear "I hate you so damn much, I love you." You looked over at him, you were in pure shock "Don't lie, it's not nice." He chuckles "I can prove it." And with that he leaned in and kissed you gently.

You pulled away and nodded slowly "I love you too, but next time just tell me." You smirk before walking back to the table with him following a grin plastered on his face.

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The fuck I look like bitch? You a one and I'm a two times five.
XOXO Danosaurious™