stupid caroline

Little One: High School Proms

Reader x Kol Mikaelson


Imagine: You and Kol are hooking up at Mystic Falls High School when your siblings, Damon and Stefan, followed up by Klaus and Rebekah Mikaelson, burst in and almost ruin the night.

*Requested: “I love Little One. It would be great if you write the next part. For example a school party. Klaus and Rebekah want to hurt Elena. Stefan and Damon looking for Elena. But they in one of the classrooms found Kol between thighs their sister. They just prefer to each other than family drama.


So if you had a great time writing the request, may I ask a follow-up romance Salvatore-Mikaelson? I would be delighted :D

Word Count: 1859

“This is so stupid!”

Caroline Forbes, one of Elena’s best friends, had organised a huge event at the Mystic Falls High School to celebrate something you did not bother to know. People were talking about it all over town, most of them going crazy over clothes, shoes, drinks and all that teenage crap. You always found those things extremely lame and boring. But, of course, Damon and Stefan forced you to smile and accept the invitation to go to the party. Ever since they found out about your relationship with Kol Mikaelson, they were following you around, just to make sure you would never be one second alone and go off to meet him.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” Damon said, winking, and you scoffed. “Look, I like this just as much as you do. But I’m doing it to protect Elena. Klaus is still chasing after her and he could be really dangerous.”

“I know that, Damon, I lived with him for over twenty years.” You said, while putting on a pair of high heels.

The vampire narrowed his electric blue eyes, gazing at you annoyed. Almost as if he did not want to remember you spent so many time with the Mikaelsons.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.” You smiled, spinning around in front of him. “What do you think?”

Damon swiftly lost the angry traits and quirked an eyebrow, analysing your choice of clothing. As you did not care nor have enough time to go shopping, you had to pick one of your old dresses. It was nothing extraordinary, but did a pretty good job on flattering your every curve; plus, the gown had a considerable cleavage. Definitely the kind of dress it would make Kol freak out and be all jealous over you.

“Too sexy for the teenage boys to handle.”

“Well, thank you, mister. You don’t look bad yourself.”

“As much as I love spending time with you, we need get going. It’s almost nine.”

“You’re right.” You giggled. “Off to the car.”

Damon offered his arm and you gladly accepted, marching to the car as a couple of old friends. While he drove to the school, you could not help but think of how much you loved your siblings. Although you hated how overprotective they were, in the end of the day, Damon and Stefan would always have your back, always helping you in anything you needed and understanding your choices, even the ones they did not approve it. Dating Kol was one of those.

You sighed, placing your hands in your knees.

“Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Why do you look like somebody died or so?”

A laugh came out of your lips and you faced your brother, stroking lightly his face.

“I just missed you. And Stefan too.”

“Who knew Y/N Salvatore had real feelings?”

“Oh, come on Damon! Don’t spoil the moment.”

“I missed you too, sis.” He kissed your cheek. “How about we get inside? If I’m right, things will get wild in a little.”

“Oh, fuck, the blood smells so yummy from here!“ You said, jumping out of the car.

“Just be cautious and don’t let anyone see you, okay?”

“I will, don’t worry.”

Inside, you could see couples dancing to a soft ballad, it was actually kind of cute. It got you remembering how much Kol loved to spin you around and pull you close, singing in your ear. A smile grew in your face and you walked towards the bar, anything with alcohol seemed a great call for the moment. However, before you could get there, a guy stopped you.

“Hi there, gorgeous.”

“Do I know you?” You asked, awkwardly.

“No, I don’t think so. But I’d love to.” He took your hand, kissing it. “I’m James, by the way.”

“I’m Y/N.”

“How about I pay you a drink?”

How about you be my drink?” you thought, flashing a wide smile.

“Sounds nice.”

James turned out to be a nice lad, even though he was definitely not your type. Nearly got you guilty for seducing him just to feed. You had to shake your head to focus on what he was saying and not demonstrate you were annoyed to be there. The only thoughts in your mind were that you had to get him out of the crowd, finally enjoy the time you lost on him by tasting his blood and make it fast enough so your boyfriend would not catch you with him. Kol could be really nasty when he was jealous and, since his siblings, Klaus and Rebekah, were after Elena, the family would probably show up.

“Can we go somewhere private?” You questioned, wearing your best smile.

“Sure. There’s a bunch of empty classes we could use.”


It took only a few minutes to escape the noisy party. The teenage boy placed his hands on your shoulders and kissed your neck. You spun around and faced him. He pulled you closer, squeezing the skin of your waist. You felt like a snake, watching your pray approach to finally attack it.

“You’re so beautiful…”

Before he could lean in and kiss you, somebody ripped him off and threw him on the ground.

“You do not mess with somebody else’s girlfriend, mate!”

Kol!” You yelled, pulling your boyfriend away from the other guy. You knelt before James and looked deep in his eyes, compelling him to stay there and not scream.

“What were you doing with that guy? Why he had his filthy hands on you?”

“I was just going to feed, darling.”

“Did you have to let him touch you?”

“I’m not going to argue with you over this any more. What are you doing here?”


“Your psycho siblings are after my brother’s girlfriend.”

“Jackpot!” His devilish smirk showed up, as he slowly walked to you to place a kiss on your lips. “I missed you, babe.”

“Me too.”

“So, do you still fancy a drink?”

“Always, honey.”

Kol chuckled and pushed opened one of the classroom, quickly getting inside. With the door completely open, you dragged James through it and sat him on the teacher’s chair. The boy whimpered scared, but the compulsion did not allow him to do any further, just await to a likely death. You parted his legs, placing yourself in the middle and bending to get the best spot on his neck. He smelt so good and the alcohol on his blood would only make it better. Ultimately, you sunk your teeth on him, spilling the red liquid and calming your thirst.

“You look so sexy when you’re feeding, love.“ 

The brown haired Mikaelson caressed your hair, observing closely your movements. Eventually, you dropped the young man, pretty much dead, on the floor and stood up, facing your boyfriend. The blood was dripping, leisurely staining your chin and slithering through your cleavage. You knew how much Kol loved to see you like this: dominant and strong. A lethal weapon against his sanity.

"Don’t you want have a taste?” You whispered in deep, filled with lust, voice.

“Oh yeah.” He replied, claiming your lips with his. “Shit, your mouth tastes so good, darling…”

You only hummed against his mouth, your hands pulling a lock of his hair aggressively. Kol laughed, kissing the soft skin on your neck, his tongue wiping out the traces of blood from it. Your body was way more responsive than usual and a couple of small strangled noises slipped.

“This is not, oh…” He found your wet core, circling small figure eights on it. “Fair!”

Mikaelson stopped the movements beneath your skirt and firmly grabbed your hips, turning you around and bending you against the table. You struggled to breathe, feeling his length hard on you.

“You drive me crazy, Y/N.” He smacked your ass, making you groan. “I just want to fuck you until you’re senseless.”

“Damn it! Stop teasing me!”

“Y/N.” You glanced back, staring at him. “Can you stand up for me?”

“I can try.” Both of you giggled.

Kol gave you a hand, helping you to get back on your feet again. He smashed his lips onto yours one more time before sitting you on the room’s desk.

“Now what are you going to do?”

“Stick my head between your legs and eat you out until you beg.”

“Uh, you had me on the eat out part.”

The sweet chocolate eyed Mikaelson smirked, a hint of mischief infused in his irises. He knelt in front of you, grabbing your feet and rubbing it softly. Small shudders spread across your form. You screwed your eyes shut and let out a girlish moan.

“I want to hear you screaming my name, love.”

“I thought you were supposed to make me beg.”

He opened your legs, kissing your inner thighs. Kol pulled playfully your panties’ waistband, which made you bit your lips. Your core was so warm and wet that got you anxious for his direct touch. It was almost hurting.

“Stop fooling me around, Kol Mikaelson.”

“Couldn’t you wait, love? Such a hurried kitten!”

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. Mikaelson took of your knickers and went for it. He darted out his tongue throughout your entrance, suckling your folds and placing delicate kisses on the soft skin. His touch was simply delicious. Kol always got you desiring more and more.

“Oh, Kol.”

“Y/N?” You heard Damon’s voice calling out. “Are you here?”

You have to be kidding me!”

“Y/N?” It was Stefan’s time to reach for you.

Kol stopped what he was doing and raised his look to meet yours. But, before you could say anything, Stefan and Damon bursted into the place. Followed up by Klaus and Rebekah. “Oh, God, why can’t I have sex with my boyfriend? Is this some kind of punishment?”, you thought coming down from the table and facing the astonished look from the trespassers.

“What do you want?”

“We need to find Elena!” Stefan said, worried out and ignoring the whole situation you were in. “She’s gone and doesn’t answer her phone.”

“This is all your fault!”

“I need her, mate. I wouldn’t bloody hurt her.” Klaus retorted Damon’s statement.

“But Rebekah would.”

"Oi! Don’t talk like I’m not here!”

You exchanged a look with Kol. Both of you hated that family drama and could not care less about Elena Gilbert’s whereabouts. You sighed, hearing the fight become louder.

“Can you just shut up?” You yelled, narrowing your eyes. “This is not the place for that kinda argument.”

“But Y/N…”

“For fuck’s sake, I want to shag my boyfriend. Am I asking too much?”

“Ew!” A chorus emitted, whilst frowning. “OK, this is entirely irrelevant.“ Klaus snorted. "Are you going to come with us and look for the doppelgänger?” “I’m sorry, Nik, but I’m with Y/N. I couldn’t care less about Elena Gilbert.”

“So, all of you, leave. Right now.”

You are not bossing me around!” The Original Hybrid growled.“I’ll do what I want.”

“Niklaus, I’m not going to argue with you.”

He raised an eyebrow and Rebekah opened her mouth to say something.

“Nor with you, Rebekah. Now, go off to find Elena or whatever, just leave us out, okay?”

“I’m not leaving you alone with him.” Damon pouted.

“We already had that conversation. He’s my boyfriend, suck it in.”


“No “but”! Out of here.“

Kol was standing against the table, arms crossed and a proud grin on his lips. After everyone left, you ran to his arms, hooking your legs around his waist. The man laughed and you kissed him.

"Now, where were we?”

anonymous asked:

Caroline: I feel like doing something stupid. Klaus: I'm something stupid. Do me

Send me an incorrect quote and I’ll write you a drabble!

“I feel like doing something stupid,” she confessed, taking another sip of her drink while keeping her eyes locked on his. She wasn’t drunk, though she had lingered for more drinks than necessary after Stefan had texted to tell her she was free from distraction duty.

But the conversation was surprisingly nice and Klaus was being charming and funny and flirting with him was such a better alternative than going home and eating whatever leftovers were in the fridge.

He didn’t seem to be complaining about her extended company as he smiled at her and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Well, I’m something stupid. Do me.”

Caroline burst out laughing at that – because in what world should the Original Hybrid be saying such things to her?

“Klaus Mikaelson, admitting to be stupid? Can you say that again?” she teased, but allowed her thigh to brush against his, her lip caught between her teeth.

Klaus grinned at her, dimples full on display – which was very bad for her control, by the way – and said, “I’m willing to swallow my pride for you, sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes, “Oh, that is the most romantic thing anyone has done for me.”

He dared look offended at that, “I’ll have you know that I can be very romantic, Caroline.”

“Prove it,” she challenged, eyes sparkling.

Klaus caught her hand over the table, his thumb caressing her skin as a sly smile spread across his face. “I will.”

Deleted Kiss

I was tagged by @she-walked-away for my take on the deleted Klaroline kiss from 4x07. I feel like it got more angsty than I anticipated but if you know my work, angst is my fav thing to write. Enjoy :)

Caroline’s eyes widened and body stilled, completely forgetting her surroundings as her mind flooded with a million question marks.

Klaus was kissing her.

Klaus Mikaelson was kissing her on the lips.

At the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant where everyone could see, including Tyler.
Yes, Caroline agreed to letting Klaus be her date to the pageant, with him still being under the assumption that she and Tyler were broken up. They ended up having a better time than she expected, much better actually.
Klaus was a great date. They laughed, drank champagne and indulged in meaningful conversations with each other. Caroline couldn’t pretend she wasn’t enjoying herself or his company. But nowhere did she expect them to go from talking about hummingbirds to him pressing his soft raspberry colored lips against hers.

- This is wrong, so wrong.

Caroline thought to herself as she realized she was doing nothing to stop him.

Why was she doing nothing?!

He at least deserved a slap to the face.

Though she and Tyler’s break up was for show, they were still together behind closed doors. Tyler was still her boyfriend and the only man who should be kissing her, the only man she should want to kiss. But Klaus’ lips on hers felt all kinds of right and that scared her more than anything.

- Stupid Klaus.

Caroline briefly moved her lips with his before she quickly caught herself.
Harshly pressing her hand against his chest, she pulled away.

“What the hell are you doing?” She abruptly asked.

Klaus was almost stunned by her question, as if he himself couldn’t believe he made such a bold move. But he quickly composed himself. “I thought it was rather obvious, don’t you love?” Klaus smirked.

“This is not the time for your obnoxious teasing comments.” Caroline spat. “You kissed me. Why did you kiss me?”

“Well you, as others in this wretched town know, I quite fancy you.”

She scoffed. “So, what that gives you some kind of open invitation to just kiss me whenever you feel like it!”

Klaus scrunched his forehead. “Caroline that’s not-”

She backed away from his reach. “No. You kissed me, here. At a public event with my friends and family, where Tyler is sitting just across the path.”

He stiffened at the mention of his disloyal hybrid.

“I thought he was a thing of the past?” He gritted his teeth.

Caroline opened then closed her mouth.

Can he just let her be angry for god’s sake!

She huffed. “Does it matter? He was still my boyfriend and someone I cared a lot about. Showing up here with you confuses people. I don’t want us to become the next Mystic Falls rumor.”

“So there is an us?” Klaus teasingly grinned.

Caroline wanted to slap that adorable expression off his dimpled face.  
She was so confused and angry, more with herself than Klaus. Conflicted on the simple kiss that she secretly wished was longer.

No. No.

Klaus is evil, selfish and sadistic. He’s a terrible person and everything she shouldn’t be attracted to. She was still with Tyler, she loved Tyler and liking anything about Klaus was not an option ever. No matter how appealing his accent was or his stupid dimples or the way he understood her like no one else, or that she didn’t have to hide herself from him.

- Stupid, stupid Klaus!

Caroline heavily sighed. “Klaus, I’m serious.”

“So am I. But it seems to me you’re more concerned of other people’s opinions on what you’re doing, instead of what it is you’re actually doing.”

Her heart was pounding loudly and aggressively in her chest. “That-that’s not what I meant.”  

Klaus knowingly grinned as if he could hear all her inner thoughts.

- Could he be anymore frustrating?

The flustered blonde pressed her lips together, sweaty palms and cloudy mind. 

“Look, I had a nice time but I think this is done.”

“This?” He questioned.

“This date, or whatever you want to call it.” She said motioning her finger between them.

“We had a deal.” Klaus said darkly.

“Yeah and kissing wasn’t part of it!” Caroline spat back. “You think you can do whatever you want but you can’t, not with me.”  

Klaus opened his mouth to speak but Caroline was still going.

“Your stupid infatuation over me is ridiculous you know that, right? You fancy me?” She laughed. “How when you barely know me?”

His face darkened. “Now love, we both know that’s not true.”

Safe to say Klaus knew her better than her own friends. She hated admitting that.

Caroline shook her head. “Bottom line, you’re a terrible person Klaus who has done nothing to help me besides for your own selfish gain. You tormented the guy I love and terrorized my friends and people I care about. And you’re weird stalker whatever thing isn’t flattering, it’s weird. I’m in love with Tyler, he’s the one I want. Nothing between me and you was ever going to happen, okay? The fact that I even entertained the thought of us possibly being friends was naive of me. I should have known I was signing a deal with the devil when I agreed to this. Trusting you in any way was a mistake I will never make again.”

So many half truths in everything she just screamed at him, she could barely believe it herself.

Klaus’ face hardened and before she knew it, he was directly in front of her again.

Caroline could practically taste his breath. Their noses almost touching as his ocean blue eyes heavily bored into her’s. She could even see the trim of sea green around his iris.

The loud pounding noise was her heart ready to fall out her butt. The close proximity making her anxious as she anticipated his next move.
He wouldn’t dare try kissing her again after after all this, if the anger and hurt written all over his face wasn’t proof enough.

Did she want him to kiss her again?

“It seems you’ve been working awfully hard brewing up that little list of yours, it almost sounded rehearsed.”

She gulped at his threatening tone. “I meant all of it.” Her voice coming out more shaky and soft than she intended.

Maybe hurting his feelings was what he needed to finally catch the hint.
Klaus nodded. “I too have entertained that thought…of being friends. Guess we both were rather blinded.”

Caroline wanted to gasp but she couldn’t.

“I’ve allowed a lot to be pushed aside, made negotiations and expressed mercy for your sake and your sake alone. I’ve shown weakness for you. A mistake I, will never make again.” He coldly claimed.

Why was him vocalizing his feelings hitting her harder than it should?
What did he mean by that? Was he going to drop out her life after everything now?

The orchestra began to play loudly as the contestants walked back out for their final farewell, snapping Caroline out of her haze. She nervously looked around smiling, wondering if anyone was watching them.

She caught a quick glimpse of Tyler who was thankfully wrapped up in a conversation with Hayley.

Last thing she needed was explaining any of this to him right now.

Caroline discreetly licked her dry lips before staring back at the hybrid.  "I can’t…you just can’t do that, ever again okay?“

Her voice was breathless. Still taken aback by the unexpected kiss, this conversation and her conflicting emotions.

Klaus took another step closer, as if he was searching for another answer in her eyes but his face remained hard.

“Noted.” He simply stated.

Before Caroline could even attempt at another word, he was already gone.
Her only reminder of his presence was her crumbled up Miss Mystic Falls application left on the grass.

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Female characters of TVD

You deserved better. Elena, Bonnie, Caroline, Lexi, Katherine, Rose, Nadia, Anna, Pearl, Gia, Emily, Sheila, Lucy, Jenna, Liv, Jo and the countless others.

You deserved better than being a punching bag, a slave, terrorised and abused.

You deserved better than having your agencies stripped away from you by the men in your lives.

You deserved better than having to live in constant fear for your life because somebody you don’t know decides you are not allowed to live.

You deserve better than being treated inferior just because the colour of your skin is different or a man decides that you act your age.

You deserve better than having to run most of your life then end up in hell just because you retaliated.

You deserve better because it’s NOT your job to soothe a man’s ego or be the reason he has to control himself.

You deserve better than having make do with an unfullfilling relationship that offers nothing but sex.

You deserve better than having to watch your family members die in cold blood.

You deserve better than having to watch you your family die because of somebody else’s mistakes.

You deserve better than having to decide constantly between your own life and innocent people.

You deserve better than having to commit suicide to stop being used in a sacrifice.

You deserve better than to be constantly sexually assaulted.

You deserve better than to have your relationships sabotaged by someone who claims to love you.

You deserve better than having to die because you were too strong, too powerful.

You deserve better when you were too busy trying to do normal stuff to believe in monsters and you paid for it.

You deserve better than being in an abusive relationship.

You deserve better than to think you failed your loved ones in circumstances beyond your control.

You deserve better than to be cut off from your friends.

You deserve better than to be used by your friends.

You deserve better than to die the way you did.

You deserve better than to be harassed by men that are attracted to you.

You deserve better than to die with guilt that isn’t rightfully yours.

You deserve better than a relationship that starts with Stockholm’s Syndrome.

You deserve better than to die to prove a point.

You deserve better than to be stalked.

You deserve better than to have your personal space violated.

You deserve better than to be in a relationship that you have no say in.

You deserve better than to have be pushed into a relationship instead of walking into it of your own free will.

You deserve better than a relationship where you are a stand in.

You deserve better when no one hears your cry for help.

You deserve better than to not see your kids grow up. You deserve better than to have your kids murdered. You deserve better than to be punished for not being in the wrong.

You deserve better than to cease to be as your own person.

You deserved better than to be verbally abused and labelled.

You deserve better than to be self-intsert for the writers.

You deserved to be better representations for women & young girls.


a series of unlikely crossovers


j e   s u i s   p r e s t.  i  a m   r e a d y.

c: “jesus h. roosevelt christ!”
j: “no, sassenech, just me.”

thetourguidebarbie  asked:

tiny prompt: kc + klaus driving drunk girlfriend!caroline home after a party and confessions of some kind happen.

so, the plan was to write 500-word maximum prompts, but we all know i suck at them so this happened? it’s below 2k so that counts for something, right?

ff. ao3.

Klaus liked Caroline, he really did. More than he’d ever cared about anyone, if he was honest with himself. But, that didn’t mean she didn’t irritate the hell out of him sometimes (and he knew he irritated her too, more often than he did her probably). Especially, when she decided to go out with that god awful Gilbert girl, and get hammered, when she had already assured him that she would be at home when he got back from his day full of meetings at the office, since he had plans for her tomorrow.

So, he’s beyond irritated when his phone keeps buzzing in a very important meeting with a client he’s been trying to get a deal with for the past two years. He takes it, when he sees that it’s Caroline, after the 7 missed calls, worried that something had happened to her.



He almost groans out loud at the nickname that Caroline brings out almost every time she has a drink.

Instead, his eyes flicker to his guest, as he says, “I’m rather busy at the moment, love.” As you well know, he doesn’t add, as he grits his teeth. “Can I call you back later?”

“Nooo, I need you. Right now.”


“Please,” she almost whines. “I miss you, and I need you.”

And of course, as always, he’s vulnerable to her charms, so he sighs, telling her he’ll be there soon, and barking down the phone to the Gilbert girl once she passes the phone over to give Caroline a glass (or five) of water if she knew what was good for her.

Which is how he finds himself bringing Caroline back to his apartment since she couldn’t find her keys, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice, and get her to go to bed (his bed, but still).

She sits on his bed, as he asks, but she’s staring up at him, her forehead wrinkling, and her head tilts to the side.

“You’re mad,” she states, almost dimly, and though she’s no longer slurring her words, he knows she’s completely out of it, and she looks as though she might cry. “What did I do?”

He grits his teeth, wills himself not to snap at her, “Just go to bed, love. We’ll talk in the morning when you’re sober.”

“I am sober,” she insists, her arms crossing over her chest, and then, “Why are you mad?”

He sighs, looking up at the ceiling briefly, before letting his eyes focus back on hers.

“You interrupted a very important meeting earlier, Caroline. That could cost me a whole lot at the company. I told you I was going to be busy tonight.”


She looks down to her lap, and he swears there are tears running down her cheeks, and he feels his heart clench.

“Oh,” she repeats. “You shouldn’t have come to get me. If you’d have said, I could have called Enzo or-”

She cuts herself off at the growl he lets out at the name of her friend, and she raises an eyebrow but doesn’t comment. She just shakes her head and shit, those are definitely tears. She stands up suddenly, hands waving enthusiastically, “Nevermind. I’m sure I can talk to someone at your office? I really didn’t mean to fuck things up for you. I just-”

She’s adorable like this, he thinks despite himself, when she’s rambling to herself, that she thinks he’s mad. As though he could ever stay angry at her. It’s also cute that she thinks she could just talk to his boss like he was a five year old that had misbehaved.

He stops her with a quick peck to her lips that seems to calm her, and he urges her back towards the bed, as she wobbles on her feet.

“Don’t worry,” he assures her. “I’m sure I’ll come up with something. It was my choice to leave, love. I didn’t have to.”

“Yeah,” she mutters, “You didn’t have to.”

He tips his head to the side.

“Is there a question in that somewhere?”

She seems to realise she’d said that out loud, and she shakes her head, mumbling something under her breath that he cannot quite catch. Shaking his head at her drunk state, he decides that changing out of his suit is a good plan.

“Just gonna hang my suit up,” he tells her, as her means of question, before he begins to walk out of the room.

She sniffs slightly.

“Leaving,” she mutters. “What you’re good at, right?”

That has him stopping, “Excuse me?”

She seems to realise what she’s said, because she avoids his eyes, and shakes her head.

“Nothing,” she mutters. “Bye, Klaus.”

She makes a show of moving back, to crawl under the covers, but he’s not letting her, and he’s concerned, when he sees she’s about to cry again.

“I don’t think so, love,” he tells her firmly, and pulls the covers back from her, much to Caroline’s glare. “You mind telling me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Yes,” she snapped.

He raises an eyebrow, telling her he’s not budging, and he sits on the bed, next to her. He misjudges her stubbornness, however, as she purposefully avoids his gaze, her bottom lip trembling slightly, and his damn heart clenches again.

“Caroline,” he pleads, but she still doesn’t look at him. He sighs again, and moves, until he can grasp her chin between his forefinger and thumb, and direct her eyes to his. “Caroline?” he repeats.

“It’s nothing,” she mutters.

“Clearly not if it’s upset you,” he returns, his eyebrows furrowing.

“It’s stupid,” she sniffs again.

“Caroline, love, just talk to me. You know if something’s upsetting you-”

“You’re leaving,” she butts in.

“I- what?”

“Enzo said he saw you talking business with a guy from New Orleans, and that he’d offered you a place at their main headquarters.”

That’s why she was upset? He wasn’t sure what to make of that.

“And I know you and me aren’t serious. I mean, we never said we were exclusive, I know that. You never made me any promises, and you aren’t exactly the commitment guy, I always knew that, and I promised myself I wouldn’t fall for you. But now you’re leaving and I-”

He’s smiling half way through her ramble, when he realises why she’s upset, and he can’t help the way he cuts her off, even if he wants to hear the rest of the statement, because he wants to be the rest to tell her. So, he kisses her. Softly, and languid, his lips pressing lightly against hers, as he briefly nibbles on her bottom lip.

He’s smiling when she pulls away, blinking up at him slowly.

“I love you too, Caroline,” he murmurs.

(He’s never meant it more.)


The Fam~

Here’s an incredibly sketchy WIP of the fam of @askmercyseries being happy for once and Chara as the proud strong papa!

UPDATE: Lineart’s officially done woo hoo!

And, I know Azriel doesn’t normally wear a scarf, but I thought he would look cool with one!

Hope things continue to get better mun! @sai-shou

Also, considering how Chara is depicted in his blog, I’m pretty darn sure everyone felt like Frisk at one point~

my relationship with vampire diaries at this point: