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𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 fluttered open as Emilia shifted against the moving pillow in her grip, she mumbled inaudibly against it as she settled down to go back to sleep. After all, she was still tired from last night. A part of her knows it's not like her to spill her guts so easily but a part of her feels like she can trust Klaus Mikaelson even if that goes against every rumor about him.
Wait.
Pillows aren't supposed to move.
Wait.
She can feel the pillow move and almost vibrate...
Wait.
Emilia snaps her eyes open and jumps up before she falls to the floor as her knees fail her as she stares up at the amused look in the blue-green eyes of Klaus Mikaelson. Her face flushes bright red as she fumbled over her words and scoots back.
Frantic footsteps are heard coming down the stairs and she looks back to see Hope, Freya and Keelin descending the stairs. The three girls pause as they see the situation in front of them; Klaus sitting on the couch in the same clothes he wore yesterday with an amused look in his eyes and Emilia on the floor not far from the couch with a flushed face and parted lips.
Hope narrows her eyes at her father and her aunt's friend, which Emilia pointedly ignores and turns away.
Keelin snorts into her hand as she covers her mouth with it and turns away from the pair before she start laughing which makes Emilia glare at her in offense.
Freya rolls her eyes and crosses her arms as she glares at her brother. "Really Niklaus?" She reprimands half-heartedly.
Klaus' smile turns into a grin as he looks down at Emilia, who fervently avoids his gaze, he feels his heart fills with fondness at her red cheeks. "Sorry, love." He wasn't sorry at all and they all could tell.
Emilia gulped and stood up, her body suddenly very awake, she is very aware of how out of character her redness is. She doesn't stutter or stumble or her words or get embarrassed so easily but here she is. "Well, this has been fun but I'm going to, um, clean myself up." She hurries past them and she stops when she's finally alone.
Her eyes close briefly and she runs her hands down her face, she's in a lot more trouble than she anticipated.
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