So this is based off a prompt I received for a fusion with Klaroline and Suits from the amazing NikMik and two nonnies. Also big shoutout to my Klaroline/Darvey Girl Squad of Kate - @accidental-rambler - and Jo - @fanfantasticworld (who made this amazing cover too).
Legal Eagle and best closer in NYC, Klaus Mikaelson, would be nowhere without his longtime and in some cases long-suffering executive assistant Caroline Forbes who organises his life and that rather large ego. Their chemistry has always been undeniable but lately things have begun to heat up when Klaus’ siblings interfere and Caroline’s hunt for a boyfriend evokes some unexpected jealousy from her boss.
As is customary the opening dialogue in italics are from the show, hope you enjoy!
She Works Hard for the Money
Mikaelson St John Offices, NYC - 7:02am
“I can’t believe it, you have no idea what to say.” Klaus uttered reclining back in his chair, obviously completely shocked she had no snappy retort for once. It would have to be the first time in her entire life, or at least since she’d known him which was close to seven years now. She didn’t respond, just placed her hands on her hips in a show of clear frustration.
“What’s the date today, I want to write it down,” he asked, locating his nearest pen and notepad and curving those crimson lips into a mocking smile while waiting for her reply.
“It’s the 7th of kiss my ass and the 8th of set your own goddamn meeting,” she shot back, turning on her heel and storming out of the office before she was tempted to tip that glass of water over his head.
“Is that the Mayan Calendar?”
“Nope, that’s the Caroline calendar,” she growled, slamming his door shut.
Caroline rested her back against his door and closed her eyes, she was too old for this crap. The fact she could still hear him chuckling from the other side of the door was enough to make her barrel back in there for round two but it was Monday morning and she’d need some caffeine and a croissant before she attempted that. Arguing with the best closer in New York City was winnable, she knew that from experience, but definitely required some sustenance first.
“I’d know that tense body language anywhere,” a voice interrupted making Caroline reluctantly open her eyes. Katherine Pierce was immaculately dressed as usual in a black pencil skirt and fitted, white shirt with her long dark locks fastened in a chic bun. “What did he do now?”
“Oh, you know just the usual,” she huffed, falling into step with her friend who was also the firm’s resident paralegal. Katherine was juggling her law studies at Columbia while employed there and her work was second to none, not that the partners would expect any less. “Takes advantage of the fact I’ve had no coffee and it’s 7:00am on a Monday morning to taunt me.”
“Why are men so damn childish and arrogant?”
“Well, in Klaus’ case I’d say it’s definitely that infuriating god complex he wears like a badge of honour. I suppose I deserve it really.”
“I thought I was being proactive by hunting him down at that bar all those years ago and basically begging for a job. I mean call me stupid but all of that career progression excitement must have gone to my head.”
“Maybe so but you’re the only one standing, how many associates has he fired in your time?”
“Too many to count,” she shot back. “And that doesn’t even include all the mail room staff and remember poor Glen?”
“How could I forget, I’ve never seen anyone fire a person for getting the wrong flavoured muffin,” Katherine quipped. “So really, this is his way of showing how much he cares I suppose?” In his own weird and sadistic way, Caroline knew that much was true.
She’d had the best of intentions to be a dutiful and cooperative assistant in the beginning but his ass-like tendencies couldn’t go unchecked and she’d told him exactly what she thought. Many had tried in the past and many had found themselves unemployed for their efforts but not Caroline. He seemed to enjoy sparring with her and if there was one thing Caroline hated it was losing a fight.
“Anyway enough about Klaus, how’s your day looking?”
“Apparently Elijah Mikaelson is coming into town to go through the firm’s records and guess who’s the lucky person that gets to help him?”
“Why haven’t I heard about this?”
“I have no idea, Enzo was the one who told me about it.” Enzo St John and Klaus had a long history. They studied law together at Oxford and had gone on to work together, first in London and now they were name partners at their firm in New York City. He’d also recently married Rebekah, something that an over protective Klaus was still trying to get his head around.
“Now that is not like Elijah,” Caroline said knowingly. What the hell was going on? Elijah had every right to peruse the records given Mikaelson & St John was an American offshoot of the UK firm but to not tell his brother about it was another thing.
“Maybe he wants to surprise him, you know show a little brotherly love?”
“Have you met Klaus?” Caroline joked.
“So what is the eldest brother like then?”
“A serious workaholic,” Caroline explained. “He’s also tall, dark and extremely handsome.”
“It so isn’t fair that our bosses are that good looking,” she sighed wistfully.
“Klaus is not that good looking,” she drawled, rolling her eyes for extra effect. Just hearing herself say it aloud Caroline knew she was lying. She just hoped it didn’t sound as forced as it felt.
Caroline would have to be blind not to find Klaus attractive, she was human after all. She blamed it on that dark blonde hair that curled teasingly over his ears and those damn dimples that had a tendency to appear without notice and had the power to silence her mid sentence. She was pretty certain he used them to get what he wanted and was slightly annoyed he’d employed that tactic on her. She’d learnt to control herself though, she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction after all.
“At least sound convincing when you say it,” Katherine scoffed. “We need to go out and meet some eligible and available men with good temperaments.”
“You make it sound so easy.”
“Bonnie sent me this,” Katherine said, producing a flyer from her folder. “She thinks we should go on Thursday night.”
Caroline stared at the paper in disbelief, had it really come to this? Granted she had no love life and hadn’t for some time, her last attempt at a functioning relationship was some brooding, hair obsessed idiot called Stefan for six wasted months. The hair product jokes had come thick and fast from Klaus not surprisingly. For some reason he maintained a keen interest in her social life but Caroline was sure it was so he could tease her mercilessly.
“Speed dating? Really? We are attractive and intelligent career women, do we really need to meet guys this way?”
“That we may be Care but all us attractive, career women do is work. Well that and talk about Klaus and his latest mood.”
“We do not,” Caroline denied.
“Ah yes we do,” she shot back without hesitation. “I know more about your boss than I ever needed to know.”
“So what time do you want to meet?” She replied, choosing not to address her comment about Klaus. She’d always put it down to the fact that he was her employer so of course she’d talk about him but one look from Katherine told Caroline that she needed a new hobby.