TVD/ TO Imagines {CLOSED}

Jealous Brother (1/3)

Y/N and Elijah have a budding relationship that Kol is jealous of because he likes Y/N

Mediating in the living room of the Mikaelsons, I sigh calmly with my eyes closed. All this were quiet and relaxing, that was, until I heard a whoosh of a vampire entering the room.

I open my eyes to see Kol standing with his arms crossed, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Oh no, don't stop on my account." He says.

Rolling my eyes, I slowly bring myself down from floating in the air.

"By the way, who's Mason Lockwood?" He asks, making my heartbeat skip.

"None of your business," I snark.

"Judging by your defensiveness and your heart slipping a beat. I'll just take an educated guess of an ex?"

"A dead ex. He was killed by Damon." I say.

"Lockwood? Did this Mason trigger his werewolf gene?" He asks.

"Yep, he gave me this." I say showing him the scar on hand from his bite.

"Ah, so you're into mutts? Yeah, you look like the type." He teases.

I pushed passed him to take a look at the grimoire and say:

"Don't you have some blonde to suck dry?"

"More of a brunette instead of a blonde. The action of sucking, yes. Blood? Not so much." He says, his eyes scanning my body.

I sigh with annoyance and accidentally set the couch on fire.

"Damn it," I say, waving a hand to make the fire stop.

"So it seems that you're not a fan of vulgar flirting." He says.

"Gee, you think." I snap.

"Look, look, look, I'm sorry. I just, I want to get to know you but I don't know how." He says.

"Let me get to know you, please." He adds as he steps closer to me.

We look into each other's eyes and I sigh before saying:

"You have one shot to prove to me that you are worth my attention. Just the one."

"Deal," He says with a warm smile.

"(Y/N), I'm afraid we have a problem." Elijah says as he walks in.

"And what is this problem?"

"A witch stole the stone from Rebekah. She'll try to find it, but it will take longer than expected." Elijah explains.

"How long?"

"A week,"

"A week? What happened to the three days, Elijah?" I say, flailing my arms.

"I know, sweetheart." He says as he approaches me.

I run my fingers through my hair and he takes my hand into his.

"I'm sorry," He adds.

His phone rings and he sighs with annoyance.

"Hello?" He answers, looking at me.

"Okay, mother." He adds.

He ends the phone call and says:

"I have do go. I'm sorry again."

He pecks my lips before leaving the room. Kol groans and says:

"I'm bored; I need to get out of this house."

"Nik, want to come?" He adds.

"I don't know, Kol."

"Come on. Think of it as a way for making up keeping me daggered and locked up in a box for a century." Kol manipulates.

"Fine, why not." Klaus said.

"Want to come with, (Y/N)? Or do you want to continue to mediate in this quiet, boring house?" Kol states.

"Depends on where you're gong," I say.

"We're headed to the Mystic Grill," Klaus says, making me chuckle.

"Promise to kick your ass in pool," I say.

"I'll consider that as a challenge," Kol says with a wink.

**

"Let's make things interesting shall we?" Kol ask as I throw back my third shot of tequila.

"We should have conditions for the winner of pool." He adds.

"Okay, fine. What did you have in mind?" I ask.

"If I win, you get to do anything I say for a whole day." He says, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Mmm, no. Too childish."

Huffing with annoyance, Kol bits his lips as he ponders about what he wants me to do, if he wins. Which is a big if.

"How about, I get to take shots off of your body?" He offers.

"Alr—"

He puts up his index finger as I act for me to be quiet while he adds something else.

"For the entire night,"

He smiles as I give him a glare.

"Fine,"

"And if I win, which I will, you get to carry me around to an entire day." I say.

"Sounds like a plan, darling."

"Fine then let's start,"

We both make our way to the pool area and choose our pool sticks.

"Excuse me, mate." He says, pushing a man out of the wall who was about to break the rack.

"This is our table now," He adds.

"Like hell it is. Move out of the way before I kick your ass, you Brit." The man snarks, making Kol's head cock to the side.

"Shit," I say under my breathe.

"What did you just call me?" Kol says, stepping threatening closer.

"I called you—"

"Kol, I think we should find another table." I say as I step between the two towering men of six foot or above.

"Listen to the cutie," the man says.

"I don't mind if you stayed though sweetheart," He adds as he pushes the hair away from my shoulders.

Before I could say anything to defend myself, Kol grabs the man's hand that touched me and snapped it in half. He places his hand on the man's shoulder and compels him as he says:

"Don't scream,"

When the man doesn't scream, Kol adds:

"Don't you ever touch her again, do you understand me?"

"Do you understand?"

"Yes,"

"Good, now walk over to Wickery Bridge and jump off of it." Kol says

"No, Kol, make him stop." I say as the man leaves the grill.

"Oh, looks like he already left." He says with a smirk.

"Being overly protective is not cute," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Well like you said before, touching you has to be earned. And he didn't earn that yet." He says, taking a step closer to me.

"Neither did you," I snap.

"Don't worry, darling. I promise that I will." He says as he caresses the air inches away from my face.

His eyes never leaving mine, I feel my lips beginning to part.

"We should.. probably start the game now." I say, moving to the opposite side of the pool table and away from Kol