New Orleans, Mikaelson Manor
Henrik and Davina were having a lovely little breakfast, chattering about life in New Orleans. Henrik listening to her with interest. That's when they hear the doors open, Henrik thought it was Marcel, but it turned out to be Kai. Henrik jumped to his feet and appeared next to him in a whoosh, laughing and jumping in his arms.
Malachai laughed with him, holding his boyfriend closer, who looked like a baby Koala, clinging to him. Davina just observed the scene with a smile.
"Missed you, Rik," mumbled Kai, squeezing him tighter.
"I missed you too, babe," Henry's reply was muffled, yet Kai heard him just fine.
Jumping off of his boyfriend, Henrik composed himself and cleared his throat.
"Kai, this is Davina Claire. Crazy witch coven was trying to sacrifice her, using her magic to keep their own going," explained Henrik, while introducing Davina, who eagerly shook her hands with Kai smiling at him.
"Davina, this Malachai, he prefers Kai though, my boyfriend," smiled Henrik, introducing his partner.
"Kai Parker," charmingly grinned Kai, kissing Davina's hand in greeting.
"It's nice to meet you. Henrik couldn't shut up about you," teased Davina causing Henry to splutter, looking at her betrayed. Kai gave him a teasing grin and winked at him, flustering him further.
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