As Quiet As Thunder: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine
Request from Anon: Can I requests kol x reader fluff were the reader is staying at the mikaelson compound but she is scared of thunder storms and there’s a big one that night so she tries to sneak into kol’s room to cuddle with him but he hears her but comforts her. Basically just fluff. 💘
Okay, so this is just really fluffy and I’m sorry it’s taken so long because it’s so short but I hope you like it. Enjoy x
The sound of the rain lashing against the window, the darkness of the clouds, the lightning striking and burning everything it hit. You hated it all.
But above all, you hated the noise. The rumble, the way it vibrated through you, leaving nothing but fear in its wake.
Living with the Mikaelsons, you would have thought that nothing would scare you anymore. But, if tonight was anything to go by, you were wrong.
It didn’t take the abilities of a vampire to hear your heart hammering in your chest. The sound outside terrified you, more than anything you had ever faced, and it didn’t take long before realising that cuddling into a blanket wasn’t going to help.
Getting out of bed, you walked barefoot along the corridor, trying to avoid the creaks in the floor board. One, it would just add to the whole horror film atmosphere of the evening, and two, you didn’t want to wake anyone. The Mikaelsons had enough on their plate at the moment, what with Klaus’ sire line being broken, and your fear would just add to it.
Eventually, you reached your destination. Opening the door, you saw the youngest Mikaelson brother asleep in his bed, his chest rising and falling, his head almost buried beneath the quilt. Tiptoeing into Kol’s room, you considered how exactly you were going to get into his bed to cuddle him without waking him.
The vampire would be your comfort for the evening, you had decided. He was warm, handsome, and always knew how to cheer you up. Ever since you had started living with the Original family, you two had formed some kind of connection, but you weren’t exactly sure where it was going.
Not yet, anyway.
The floorboard creaked, and you mentally cursed.
“Y/N? What are you doing?” Kol’s voice drifted from his place on the bed, sleep still evident in his brown eyes.
Your answer was drowned out by the next clap of thunder, and Kol saw you flinch.
“Wait, are you scared of the storm?”
You nodded, breathing heavily in an attempt to calm yourself down after seeing lightning strike out the window.
“Come on then.”
Kol threw back the duvet, revealing his bare chest, and inviting you in. Happily, you climbed in, snuggling into his chest, already feeling better.
“Sorry I woke you up.”
Kol chuckled, placing a light kiss on your hair.
“It’s okay. As long as you’re okay, I don’t care.”
Smiling, you heard your heart beating in your chest once again, but this time it wasn’t from fear.
Kol seemed to hear it too.
“That scared, huh?”
He placed an arm around your waist, his grip on you tightening at every clap of thunder.
You took his hand, earning a surprised look from him, which was soon followed by a smile.
“As we’re both awake…” you trailed off, not quite sure if what followed was the right thing to say.
“As we’re both awake, maybe we should discuss where things are going with us.”
“What do you mean, Y/N?”
You shifted to face him, your lips inches apart from each other.
“I mean, what are we?”
“What do you want us to be?”
His eyes flitted to your lips, and you knew the answer.
“I’d quite like us to be together. If that’s what you want.”
Kol’s hand moved to cup your cheek, smiling at you as he pretended to consider your proposition.
“I’d very much like that.”
He kissed you gently, your lips molding together like a jigsaw. A perfect match.
The storm was drowned out by your heart hammering once more as Kol continued to kiss you, stopping every so often to smile at you.
Eventually, sleep hit the both of you and you cuddled into him, no longer scared of the weather outside.
When Elijah came to wake his brother the next morning, he wasn’t at all surprised to find you wrapped up in his arms, both of you sleeping soundly.
He had, of course, heard everything.
“As quiet as thunder, you two.”
And he shut the door, leaving you two to rest, a smile on his face.