Kᴏʟ Mɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ

that’s… kol, i ask this with so much love, but are you dumb? i’m aware that you want nothing to do with davina, but she wants to be with YOU. what kind of sister would i even be if i went for you?   [ah yes, the older sibling habit of feeling guilty for doing something for herself. it is a miracle that it hasn’t killed her already.]   you may have an endless amount of time, but i do not. so yes, i have pushed you away for the sake of my sister and her happiness—- but then when i do act on it, you don’t talk to me about it the next morning, you’re cocky instead.   [she moves to finally look at him now, no longer hiding behind her hands or her hair.]   i want to be done with the games, but… my sister still harbors an infatuation with you.   [which did not compare to jade’s love for him, but what did she say about that? nada!]

@fatesmade 
            
            * part of this was about Davina? She was nuts, clearly obsessed and Kol wanted nothing to do with her. Actually, if it wasn't for Jade, he probably would have eaten her. Or something like that * I want nothing to do with Davina. I have made that more than clear. But you, you have interested me from the moment I met you. And yet you have stubbornly refused every single effort I've made. Maybe that is part of the reason I find you so intriguing, I don't know, but what I do know, Jade Claire, is that I made my choice a very long time ago. And that is one thing I have on my side. An endless amount of time and so I will continue to annoy you until you stop running.

maybe i did, but what the hell was i supposed to do? my sister is fawning over you, and while i do love you, how am i supposed to hurt her? and then when i DID have the liquid courage in me to do something about it, you’re the one to treat it like a joke. this is a never-ending cycle of pain clearly, so why are we still even talking about it? and no, you’re not ‘just another mikaelson’ to me, which may have been what i’ve been implying, but you were NEVER that to me.   [she moves her hands to cover her face, an act of shame more than an act to hide, a heavy sigh escaping her lips.]   i’m sorry, okay?

/      pretend like i’m not over two weeks late for this.