On To The Next
Pairing: Klaus x Reader (Ft. Damon)
Word Count: 2579
Prompt Request: “78, 77 and 79 with my bby klaus” - @chimerahs
After finding out that Damon, your boyfriend of 2 years, cheated on you, it devastated you to your core. He’s the one who turned you into a vampire in the first place, so there’s no doubt you expected a forever with him. You know your worth and you’ll never stick around with a cheater, so you immediately dumped him.
Niklaus Mikaelson, the infamous original hybrid was one of your closest friends and even the shoulder you cried on. When you needed company or even needed someone to chat with on the phone to take your mind off of Damon, Klaus was always there even though he had other crazy things going on in his life like constantly coming across people out kill him. He even offered to kill Damon himself for breaking your heart, but you just couldn’t bare seeing Damon’s grey, lifeless body since you still love him.
The Salvatore home was your current place of residence and you had nowhere else to stay, so Klaus opened his mansion to you being as there’s many bedrooms left unoccupied and you accepted. There would be times where Nik would leave for days and there would be times where he spent his free time painting. Your favorite days were especially when he stayed home to paint while you laid on the couch nearby him, reading a book with a warm mug filled with coffee beside you on the side table.
As time passed, the easier it was for the wound on your heart to heal. Being that your best friends Elena, Caroline and Bonnie are in the same circle of friends as Damon, you still weren’t ready to join that circle again just yet. So instead, you would either meet up for coffee with the girls or have an enjoyable girls night out.
Your 3 best friends would always question you on your motives with Klaus, always having the assumptions that you two are an item, which is not true. As of now, you and the original hybrid are just friendly roommates. You have admitted to them though, that Nik does have a special place in your heart and if something sexual or romantic were to happen, you wouldn’t complain. But, you never kept your hopes up because he is a complicated man with a busy agenda. Riding the wave was your motto.
There was finally a time when his life wasn’t such a mess and he could finally be at ease, making amends with people. He also kept his guards up knowing that it can be disrupted any day now, so he found it as a cause to celebrate by throwing a party at his mansion, compelling people to send out invites to the entire town of Mystic falls.
Currently, the walls surrounding the Mikaelson Mansion was filled with a large amount of invited guests, with liquor and performers entertaining the crowd. You were ecstatic seeing the faces of your three best friends Elena, Caroline and Bonnie walk through the doors. Every now and then Klaus and even Kol would join in on taking shot after shot with the four of you which was a blast. There was one particular guest who you had no knowledge of their invite, making your heart sink into your chest, your ex boyfriend, Damon.
Since many months has passed since the break up you were over him already. But, there’s a small ounce inside of you that’ll always love him
and at the same time, will always feel betrayed by what he has done. Meaning, he isn’t even worth being involved in your life as a friend.
Damon was looking left and right as if there was someone at this party he was meeting with. You tried hiding the look of shock plastered all over your face, swallowing before getting any words out. “What is he doing here?” You asked your friends, but they looked just as lost as you did. And since Damon did have vampire hearing, he heard every word that fell from your mouth which caused him to turn his focus to you.
He clenched his jaw, not taking his eyes off of you with almost a look of guilt before walking towards you. You couldn’t help but tense up. It’s been months since you’ve spoken and even seen him, so you didn’t know how all of this was going to go.
“Let us know if you need anything. We’ll be close by.” Elena implied, clearing her throat as a signal for Bonnie and Caroline to follow her elsewhere. You responded with a nod, then grabbed a shot from a butler walking by with a tray filled with them.
“What brings you here Damon?” You place both hands on your hips as you await his answer, almost looking impatient.
“Everyone in mystic falls is here, it’s basically a ghost town out there.”
“Okay? So you’re coming to a party in the house that your ex that you cheated on lives in?” You couldn’t help but get straight to the point, which the liquor aided in. Besides, you didn’t exactly get any closure.
“Wow okay.” Damon went wide eyed, acting surprised by your sudden bitter statement. It annoyed you, so you scoffed, heading the opposite direction to get away from him, but he grabbed you by the wrist. “Hey hey, Y/N. I’m…sorry okay. I screwed up.”
You shook his grip on your wrist, “Let me ask you this.” Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you shot your ex a glare. “Did I actually mean something to you, ever?”
“Pfff. Of course you did. I was stupid. I was stupid and dru-”
“Now what do we have here?” Klaus interrupted the heated conversation. “Rekindling an old flame, I see.” Damon narrowed his eyes at Klaus’s assumptions.
“My ex boyfriend was just leaving.” You said.
“The least you could do is let me explain myself and apologize.” Damon pleaded. You’ve never seen him so apologetic, but it didn’t change your mind in wanting him out of your sight. “I did love you, Y/N.”
“Explain what? You cheated. There’s nothing to explain.” You gestured your arms out in disbelief, then back to keeping it crossed in front of your chest. “Apology accepted. Now go.” You demanded with veins forming under your eyes. Klaus just stood there and smirked at your frustration towards the Salvatore. He was more than ready to watch you rip Damon’s throat out. But since there are mortals hanging about the mansion, you held back.
“You heard her, mate.” Klaus used a shooing motion with his hand. “Now, don’t make me compel you to forget her existence.”
Stefan popped out of nowhere to guide Damon out of the mansion. You figured he was listening in with his vampire hearing from afar. “Let’s go, brother.” Stefan patted Damon’s shoulder. Damon listened to his brother’s command to follow him out the door, feeling shocked on how thick-skinned you’ve become. Stefan nodded at you with a half smile to assure you that you’re not a forgotten friend to him.
“Thank you.” You mouthed to the brown-haired Salvatore. Once both Salvatore brothers were out the door, you exhaled from relief.
“You alright, love?” Nik asked with concern. He always was protective of you more than anyone and you never really understood why, but it’s the last thing you’ll ever worry about.
“Huh? Oh yeah I’m fine. It’s been months already and I’m over it. I just don’t care to see him ever again.”
“You have quite the tough interior. I’m impressed.”
“Yup.” You popped your lips and suddenly started feeling more than buzzed from the liquor. “Well I’m hungry right now actually.”
“I’ll fix you a plate if you’d like.” Klaus pointed his arm towards the room occupied with 5-star buffet style food.
“No no no. Not that, silly.” You chuckled and Klaus immediately got the hint that you meant human blood.
“Ah I see.” He raised his brows while making a 180 degree motion with his arm towards the crowd of people. “Take your pick.”
After you made your choice on who will be your victim, as well as Niklaus’s, you compelled her to follow the two of you in an unoccupied room.
You did the usual by compelling the poor lady not to scream and to forget it ever happened. Your eyes almost rolled in the back your head from the feeling of ecstasy while your victim zombied her way back to the party.
You didn’t realize Klaus standing there pursing his lips are he brushed his chin in thought watching you. He looked so damn sexy to you at this very moment. Something came to you, causing you to rush towards the blue eyed man, clashing your lips together as if his entire body was your own personal magnet. The feeling of courage could be the liquor filled in your system or the cloud nine feeling you got feeding off of the party guest or both.
He didn’t pull away which was a good sign. You were hoping it’s because the feelings are mutual, not because he had an obligation to from feeling bad that your ex almost ruined your night.
One thing led to another if it wasn’t obvious by now. Some furniture and decorations ended up getting destructed from your naked bodies being in sync with one another.
Not even a minute after finishing each other off, you can hear Caroline from afar calling out your name. “Y/N! Y/N! Hello?”
“Oh shit.” You cursed, going wide eyed just before speeding to get all of your clothes back on which was scattered across the room. Klaus took his time, starting with his boxers first while admiring your body which he thought is a work of art.
“I must say. You are loads of fun, sweetheart.”
Klaus licked his lips remembering how delicious of a meal you were just moments ago.
Finally you were fully dressed. You bit your bottom lip reminiscing on how magnificent Klaus was to your body. The door was now your view. Turning the knob, you opened the door. “Heh. You too.” You implied under the door frame, then strolled out.
It has been almost a month now that the fling between you and Niklaus has been going on. His attention has been elsewhere so this wasn’t something that goes on regularly. You’d say about once or twice a week, depending on his mood and yours. There have been a couple of times that liquor aided in the fucking sessions. Which wasn’t a surprise because alcohol tends to help you feel more courageous. Which isn’t always a bad thing, but it isn’t a good thing either.
Most of it was at night. Night is what gets the loneliest for you. It tends to get lonely for most people around the globe. Nothing beats the feeling of having someone you love and adore be the last thing you see before you go to bed and the first thing you see when you wake up. And you didn’t favor the feeling of not feeling wanted in someone else’s slumber, so you always excused yourself to your bedroom. Every time, it would look like Klaus needed to say something as you walk away, but he never does.
The more of these sessions you’ve been having with Klaus, the more your feelings grew for him. But, he’s the notorious bad boy. He’s never shown himself as the type to fall in love or have any genuine feelings. For crying out loud, he’s daggered his very own blood siblings countless times for being something as simple as annoying.
You were downstairs in the kitchen preparing a quick meal for yourself after you hear some commotion going on upstairs. The nosiness in you couldn’t help but find out what is going on. As you started continuing closer and closer, you can hear by now that it is Rebekah and Klaus.
“Just wait and see, Nik. Sooner or later Y/N is going to fall in love with you and your stubbornness is going to break her little heart!” Rebekah blurted to her brother with frustration with her back facing towards the opened door. Instead of responding to her statement, Klaus freezes up seeing you standing under the door frame. Rebekah turns around, exhaling deeply seeing you. “Sorry.” You apologized for disrupting even though the topic was about you.
“I’ll give you two a minute.” Rebekah said, then shared a half smile with you as she’s walking out the room.
This was a first that you’ve seen Nik struggle to speak. “I needed to speak to you anyways.”
“Of course.” The blonde haired hybrid pulled a bar stool out for you before sitting on the one beside you. “I’m all ears, sweetheart.”
Those pet names like ‘love’ and ‘sweetheart’ always forced you to melt. There was something about those names that sounded like silk coming from his lips. “What am I to you?”
“You must be more specific.” He reached over his mini bar for a bottle of bourbon and two glasses. One to pour for you and one for him.
“This thing that we’ve been doing. Does it mean anything to you at all?” You glanced at your poured glass before grasping it to take a sip.
“Indeed, love. I care for you, but-”
Oh no. He hesitated before continuing his response which you automatically assumed you were getting friend zoned. ‘But’ in a sentence was never a good sign, which caused you to snap. “You know what, Klaus?” You chugged what was remaining in your glass, then plopped yourself off of the bar stool in anger. “Let’s face it! I’m just one of your many booty calls!” You started walking away, assuming that he wouldn’t come after you, but he did. Nik used his vamp speed to rush just inches from your face.
“You did not let me finish.” He softened his voice so that you would listen, which was a first for him because normally people who shouted in his face either get daggered, their neck snapped or their hearts ripped out of their chest.
“Okay.” You crossed your arms in front of you as a response that you’re listening to him to continue.
“I…I care for you, but I assumed you wanted nothing more than what we have. Seeing as that wanker of a boyfriend Damon hurt you-” Klaus gently untangled your arms, taking your wrists in his hands, gluing them on his chest. “-I thought you didn’t want to love again.”
“Wow.” You said in disbelief. The Klaus Mikaelson is capable of love? Capable of caring for another human being? You were in awe, being utterly speechless.
“What do you say, love? Must we purse this?”
A smile swept across your face knowing that he’s been feeling the same as you have. It was like a dream. “Yes.” You answered. Your wrists were now out of his grasp, cupping his cheeks as you reel in for a kiss tip toeing to reach his height. The kiss was passionate, not like the kisses when you were in bed with him. This time it felt like there was a real feeling to it.
You pulled away to give the Mikaelson time to breath and he said to you, “And no, you’re nothing like them.” You shot him a questioning look, forgetting what he was referencing. “Those booty calls as you may call it.”