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Not me being in my period and reading this 😭

Okay, I'm in pain. Braces are not a joke. But hey fuck braces I'm a women and don't need a man, but here I am.

Reader being in her period and Klaud being a good boyfriend and going to the store and buying pads, tampons, chocolate, heating pads, etc.

All fluff, please.

Help, Care, Love

Klaus poked his head round into Y/n’s room cautiously, he had gotten a meltdown of a phone call from her crying that she needed him.

He could’ve panicked that she had been in danger but he had learnt to recognise this specific cry. And he knew what she needed.

So he had made a quick detour to the shops before rushing to her house.

He stepped inside quietly and noticed her bathroom door a little open making his eyes soften. He neared it and pulled the pads and tampons out of the plastic bag before pushing it through the gap and holding it out until he felt her hand brush his as she took it from him.

“Thank you” she sniffed and he smiled softly to himself. He closed the door with a click and went to sit on her bed before noticing the sheets were bloody. He removed her bedding, bringing it to her laundry room and putting them in the washer before grabbing her other set and quickly putting it all on. Making sure the room smelt like fresh linen like he knew she liked and lighting a similar scented candle that he had bought for her and placing it on her dresser.

“Klaus?” She whispered hoarsely through the door and he looked over

“Is something wrong my love?” He asked gently, he could hear her shuffle on her feet and her thickly swallow

“Can you get me some clothes please?” She uttered, embarrassment in her voice.

“Of course” he replied quickly as he grabbed her some joggers and one of the henleys he had left there a little while before. He tapped on the door, prompting her to open it and turned his head away as she took the clothes from him and stepping back when she disappeared again.

He set the back on her side table and pulled out the box of chocolates, placing them on the side of her bed along with a a range of crisp brands, haribo and other snacks he picked up.

Y/n slowly opened the bathroom door and looked up to where Klaus stood waiting patiently for her, his expression softening when he noticed the clothes bundled up in her hands.

“Let me wash those for you angel” he murmured as he took them from her, flashed away and then back to her with clean hands and a loving smile.

Her fingers fiddled together before he moved forward and wrapped his arms around her frame. His hand held the back of her head, pressing her face into his chest and kissing her hair lightly.

“I got you something to eat if you’d like? Ibuprofen is best taken on a full stomach, but you can have your paracetamol now” he told her gently, stroking her hair leisurely. She nodded soundlessly and he leaned back a little to kiss her cheek before leading her back to her bed.

She froze when she looked to her bed, seeing he had already tidied everything for her and sniffed again making him gently stroke her face “Sweetheart? What’s wrong?” He questioned and she shook her head before hugging him tightly making him let out a breath and rubbing her back.

“I love you so much” she whispered and he smiled softly

“I love you so much more…” he murmured back, petting her head lovingly. “Is there anything you would like angel? Can I do anything for you?” He asked wanting to care for her as much as he could.

“I just need you” she whispered and he smiled warmly. He kept his arms around her, hugging her to him and waddling them other to her bed. He sat her up against the headboard, keeping her comfortable and tucking her legs under the covers. He pulls the pillows to support her back and grabbed a tube of pringles, placing them in her lap as he snuggled up to her side and pulled himself closer.

“Netflix..or…?” He trailed as her head dropped to rest against his shoulder

“Disney?” She asked quietly and he hummed, the one time y/n would get away with having him watch anything she wanted.

“If you insist dear” he agreed, a small smile on his lips when she nuzzled closer. He passed her the remote and dug his hand into his pocket to pull out the pain relief he had retrieved for her. He rummaged through the things he had bought her and popped the top off her bottled water. “One now?” He asked as he brought the pill to her mouth, she nodded and accepted. Once consumed he kissed the side of her head and let his hand rest on her lower belly.

“Where’s your heating pad?” He questioned quietly as her face scrunched in pain while she watched her film.

“I forgot to charge it” she whispered, disappointment clear in her tone.

“I’ll put it on charge and get you a hot water bottle instead okay?” He offered, though it wasn’t really a question more of an informative statement. He hurried down the stairs and grabbed the disregarded heating pad, plugged it in and boiled the kettle.

When he came back he found an overly emotional version of his girl as she munched on her chocolate buttons, wiping her tears after witnessing Mufasa’s death.

He couldn’t help the smile that creeped back up on him seeing her so vulnerable and soft.

Klaus slid back under the covers, pulling her close and holding the hot water bottle in place where she needed it, taking pride in her pleasure filled sigh. Her head rest on his shoulder and his head lay on top of hers. Both humming ‘Hakuna matata’, knowing it all to well from the amount of time she had him watch the movie.

The was only one look in the both their eyes. Love. A love so strong that it was all either of them could ever think about. On they never wanted to lose. Something worth living a thousand years.

Better at Baking

Klaus Mikaelson x "Little Witch" Reader

Just Fluff

Klaus watched from the doorway as you worked the comb through Hope's hair then began to braid it as she colored the page in front of her. Either you, Hayley or Rebekah always made sure that her hair was done beautifully.  

He loved seeing your relationship with her. There were times he swore she preferred your presence to his and he couldn't find it in him to be jealous. He was overjoyed to know just how many people his daughter had who was willing to fight for her and he'd seen first hand the fire that would ignite in you when Hope was threatened. 

He'd seen witches first hand for most of his life and when Hayley first told him she'd called you for help he'd been hesitant. Witches always had their own agenda but the moment you stepped foot in New Orleans he'd seen a weight lift off Hayley's shoulders the moment she hugged you in the bar all of you met in. From the first day you'd let every witch in the Quarter know you were there and why. 

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He should've known he'd end up falling for you. He remembered vividly the day he realized you were unlike any other witch. Hayley had been taken, some coven intent on ripping Hope from her womb. You'd found her long before anyone else. When he and Elijah had gotten there you were between Hayley and four witches, a shield of your magic around her as you took the effect of the spell. 

The set of your jaw and the blue of your magic turning the usual hue of your eyes. You'd been in pain but refused to admit it until hours later. 

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He'd found you in the kitchen of the compound and you were attempting to make tea but a light whimper fell from you when you tried to lift your arms to retrieve a mug. He'd ended up retrieving the tea for you and offering his own blood to assist in your healing. You hadn't taken it stating the tea you were making would help but thanked him still. 

He watched you as you ground herbs and put them in a steeper. You were so focused on your task that he'd gotten the chance to study you in a way he'd yet to. There was a silent strength to you, the way you maintained yourself even when anger rippled through you. How you could pull a smile from nearly every member of his family and how you were one of the few people who barely blinked an eye at him. You were a remarkable woman, witch or not.

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Soon he stopped thinking of you as just some witch. You became a friend of sorts then as the two of you grew closer Rebekah became a thorn in his side "You've fallen for her brother" "Where's your little witch brother" "careful if you keep waiting someone may make her their little witch instead"

Long before he admitted it to you he admitted to her how he felt for you. She'd nearly buckled under her laughter but encouraged him to pursue it with a simple shrug "She may feel the same"

“Klaus” you spoke his name softly and it was only then he'd realized you noticed his presence. Hope turned towards him with a mirror of his own smile “Hey daddy”

You patted the floor next to you “Want to color with us? I'm not as talented as you and Hope but I can manage to stay within the lines” 

Hope laughed leaning her head over on your arm “It's not that bad! I think your picture is pretty” Klaus walked over to sit on the other side of the table you and Hope were sitting around and you cut your eyes at him barely containing your laughter at how his eyes tracked over the page you'd been coloring “Hush you!” You warned but he held his hands up “I wasn't going to say anything love”

Hope tilted her head at your drawing, her eyebrows furrowed before pointing to something on the page “Is that a cat?” You shook your head “It's a car!” Her eyes widened and he saw the moment your resolve broke right before you started laughing “I think I'm better at baking than coloring” 

Hope who'd started laughing as soon as  you did nodded “The cake you made was really good” Klaus looked between the two of you “What cake?” you glanced towards Hope, both of you grinning before you shrugged “Oops? Not our fault, Kol took the rest!” 

“Betrayed by my love and my daughter!” He teased and you nudged Hope “Should we bake daddy something?” She tapped her chin for a moment then nodded and stood, grabbing your hand then reached for one of his “But he has to help”

@hyperactivewhore

He Saved my Stuffie -Klaus M.

Warning: Dd/Lg and Smut

This was a request from a friend specifically asking me to write baby talk so I hope I did an alright job on that. This oneshot contains an extremely rushed DDLG relationship, it’s a work of fiction and that is all, I know it is unrealistic.

The commotion downstairs startled me, having been alone in the house 10 minutes ago. It sounded like arguing but then things started crashing and breaking, causing me to run down from my room. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I found Damon and a man tossing each other around.

I was going to just leave the room, not wanting to get in the middle of Damon's argument when they landed on the couch where I had been napping earlier.  As Damon tried to kick the man off of him, he hit my Bulbasaur stuffie and launched him straight into the roaring fireplace.  "Ahhhhhh!"  I screamed, alerting both men who quickly turned to look at me.  I darted to the fireplace but Damon anticipated what I was doing.  My stuffie was burning in the back of the fire place and I reached my hand in to pull him out, ignoring the pain in my arm until I was grabbed and pulled back.

"Are you insane?!  Jesus Y/n!  It's a fucking toy!"

"Wet me go!  Wet go!  I gotsta get him out!  Damon!"  There were tears streaming down my face as I watched my favorite stuffie burn and I began to sob.  I had gotten Bulbasaur when I moved into the boarding house, my parents had been killed by the tomb vampires and since it was their fault the Scooby Gang moved me in.  Bulbasaur has kept me safe from all the vampires in town, not to mention werewolves, witches and anything else that wanted to hurt me.

"If you're going to do that little bullshit then take it upstairs!  I don't have time for this."  As he turned back to the other man I felt something in my brain snap.  I turned around and jumped onto Damon's back, grabbing his neck and jerking violently.  He fell to the floor with a fractured neck and I crawled back to the fireplace, only to feel another arm around my waist.

"No!  I gotsta get him!  Stop!"

"Calm down love, I'll get him for you."  The man placed me on my butt beside him and reached in, grabbing the burned up stuffie, patting the fire out.  His burns healed immediately and I inched away slightly.  "Don't be afraid of me little one, I would never hurt you."  I began crying once again as I saw my burnt up best friend and I was pulled onto the blond mans lap.  I found it oddly comforting as he rocked me back and forth, singing in some strange language.  I rested my head on his shoulder as he lifted me up and walked to the kitchen, still singing.  He grabbed a bottle and filled it with juice, dropping some of his blood into it before sitting on the counter and holding it to my mouth, feeding me my bottle. 

It's extremely rare that I'm this little, considering I can't do much for myself when I am and that I don't have a daddy, but I decided to take advantage of the comfort as I suck on the bottle and clutch tightly to this mans shirt.

"Are you feeling a little better baby girl?"  I nodded, still holding on tightly, not understanding why but needing to.  "Your burns are all healed up, no more reaching into the fire.  Would your stuffie have wanted you to hurt yourself to save him?"  I shook my head, his logic seeming completely sound to me.

"Bulbasauw nevew want me huwt. He's ma best fwiend...Damon kiwwed him."  I could tell he thought the baby talk was cute as he smiled down at where I still was on his lap.  He hopped off the kitchen counter and sat me on the kitchen island.

"How about I take him with me?  Maybe my witch can fix him up for you.  It's worth a shot, huh?"

"Doesn't mattew.  I gotsta go...I huwt Damon, I need to weave befowe he wakes up."  I tried to squirm down onto the floor but this man wasn't having it.

"You can come stay with me, I'll help you grab your things.  Come on."  He lifted me onto his hip and carried me like a toddler, making me feel even more little, and I believe he knew that.

"Who awe you mistew?"  He looked startled by that.

"You don't know who I am?"  I shook my head.  "My name is Niklaus Mikaelson, I'm shocked your friends didn't tell you that."  I had a slight internal debate with myself, but ultimately decided I enjoyed the comfort he gave me too much to be afraid.

"Dey towd me youwe eviw and to stay away fwom you.  Dat you wanna huwt aww Ewenas fwiends." 

"No, I don't want to hurt anybody, however they push and push until I have no other option...how come you're not running away from me if you think I'm evil?"  I shrugged as he set me down in my room.

"Cause youwe comfty and wawm.  Youwe nice to me when I'm wittwe.  My fwiends don't wike me wike dis, say dey gots too much to wowwy about wifout my fucked up buwwshit."  I sniffled and he growled.

"I'm sorry your friend treat you like that but you don't have to worry about them anymore.  Also, if I hear those naughty words come out of your mouth again I'm going to take you over my knee.  You have such beautiful lips, those vulgar words should never pass through them, understand?"  I nodded, loving the way he was caring for me, feeling myself dampen slightly, praying to god he didn't notice, though if the smirk on his face is anything to go on, he did.  He helped me pack my things, my clothes and things in one bag and a separate bag for all my little gear.  Niklaus somehow carried not just me but my 2 bags down stairs and outside to his car.  "Is there anything else you need little one?"

I shook my head. "Why awe you bein so nice to me?  I'm fwiends wiff evewyone you hate..."  he smiled kindly, sitting me in the passenger seat and kissing my cheek.

"Because I saw the way Damon treated you and no Little should ever be treated like that.  You should be taken care of by your Daddy, loved and cherished like the gem you are.  I want to take care of you, my little mate."  Mate?  I can't be his mate...he waited 1000 years for me?  That sucks! 

I shook my head frantically.  "No mate Nik, no!  You find someone bettew!  Cawowine!  You wike Cawowine!  She bettew!  She-"  I was cut off by his lips pressing against mine, and though this may be cheesy, I felt fireworks explode in my stomach, making me wrap my arms around his neck and prolong the kiss.

"You are it for me, Caroline was a fun chase, but that's all my relationships have been, I've been waiting for my mate, for you.  I always hoped my mate would be a little, they're supposedly everything you need, even if you don't know you need it.  Y/n, I would be honored if you would consider me as an option for your Daddy, however, even if you don't want that, you are welcome to stay with me for however long you want."

I considered it for a moment before nodding.  "Daddy Nik...I wike it."  I giggled and he grinned, tickling my sides happily before kissing me again.  The drive back to his house wasn't long and he quickly carried me and my bags upstairs, avoiding his siblings who were all looking at us from the living room as we went by.  "Dey not gonna wike me Nikky... I fwiends wiff bad peopwe."  He shook his head.

"Not anymore, remember?  You're also my mate, I promise, my family will love you.  Now, let's get you unpacked, okay?"  I nodded, putting my things away in the empty dresser by the bathroom door, placing most of my little gear right on top of the dresser.  My box of Pacis, my collars, my fluffy cuffs and everything else.  I only had one stuffy besides Bulbasaur and that's my Toothless stuffie.  "Are you okay staying in here with me or would you rather sleep in a different bed?  I-"

"I not awwowed to sweep in a bed.  Damon made me sweep on da couch."

"Why in gods name would he-"

"I have nightmawes and I sometimes have accidents.  I gotsta sweep on da couch."  He shook his head and seemed to be in deep thought.

"Okay.  I'm going to go talk to my witch about your stuffie and then I'm going to grab a few things."  He sped out of the room, returning 10 seconds later with a bottle of apple juice.  "You watch cartoons, okay baby girl?  I'll be right back."  He turned the T.V on Scooby Doo before kissing my head and leaving.

Klaus' POV

"Elijah?"  I called, walking into the living room to see my 3 siblings all reading.  "Do you know of any spell in the world that could fix this?"  He looked at the burned up stuffed animal and shook his head.

"Apologies Niklaus, I do not.  Why?"

"It was important enough to my mate to put her hand in a fire place trying to get it back, and I-"

"Mate?!"  All 3 of them exclaimed and I smiled, nodding.

"Yeah, she had been living with the Salvatore's.  She's...just perfect."  I had no other words to describe the girl I had met today, she was everything I wanted and more.

"And a little judging by the stuffed animal?"  My elder brother questioned.  Rebekah and Kol, having been in boxes for decades, didn't know what that meant until Elijah explained it.

"She's watching cartoons upstairs, I'll be back soon."  I walked out to my car, driving to the mall to get a new stuffed animal and a little surprise for my mate that will hopefully help with her problem.

Y/n POV

I hadn't been by myself for 5 minutes when there was a knock on the door and a head peeking in.  I assumed this was my Daddy's sister, Rebekah.  "Hi.  I just wanted to introduce myself.  If you're going to be living here we should get along, right?"  I nodded, making sure not to baby talk my daddy's sister.

"Definitely.  I'm Y/n, it's nice to meet you."  She smiled, shutting the door behind her and sitting across from me, shaking my hand.

"Nice to meet you too, I'm Rebekah."  She sat with me and we talked for quite a while until the front door opened and Rebekah hopped up.  "I'll give you back to Nik now I suppose, but you and I are going shopping tomorrow, got it?"  I nodded.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world.  I'll be ready."  She walked out and didn't bother closing the door behind her since my daddy walked in 5 seconds later.

"Did you have a good talk with my sister love?" 

"Yeah, we're gonna go shopping tomorrow...if that's okay?"  He smiled and kissed my head gently.

"Of course it is love, I always want you to tell me where you're going, but I trust you with Rebekah and Elijah."

"Not Kol?"  He grimaced.

"Well work our way there."  I giggled.  "I've been meaning to ask, how old are you when you regress?"  He was putting something together against the wall and I watched, fascinated as he worked, his hands amazing me as he did.

"Usually between 3 and 5 but when I have someone babying me I can get down to 1 and a half ish.  I can't do much for myself then so I don't go that far often."  Keeping up with his vampire paced movements was making me dizzy so I stopped, looking back at the t.v to see Scooby riding a log in a lumber mill and being chased by the snow ghost.

"Y/n, you can be as little as you need as often as you need."  Daddy sat in front of me now, holding my hands in his.  "I need to care for you, that's what I need as a Daddy, that’s why you’re my mate, and you giving me that makes me extremely happy.  Okay?  Never feel like you can't be as little as you need."  I smiled as he said this and examined his hands as he spoke.  "What?"

"I like your hands.  I can't help but imagine what they feel like all over me."  He moved his hands down to my hips and to my butt, lifting me up just like that and putting me on his hip.

"My hands are all yours whenever you want them.  However, I have something for you.  Look."  He brought me over and I finally realized what the thing he was putting together was...it's a changing table.

"You...you want me to wear diapers?"  I was stunned and had no clue how to react.  Diapers had never been a thing I had wanted to try.

"Only to sleep baby love.  You said sometimes you have accidents, well, now you can sleep in Daddies bed with him and not worry about it."  I was touched.  Most people would have just given me my own place to sleep but this man put forth the effort to help me find a solution and that shows me how much he really does want to be my daddy.  "I got the changing table so I can help you, okay?  You don't have to do it alone, you'll never have to do anything alone again.  Also-"  he set me on the changing table and handed me...A BULBASAUR!  He had fixed my stuffie.  "Now, He is not the same stuffie unfortunately, but since we couldn't fix him, I figured you might like to take care of one of his children."  I looked at him confused.  "This is Bulbasaurs son, you'll take care of him, won't you?"  I nodded frantically, snuggling the stuffie to my chest as daddy laid me back on the changing table.  "I brought us dinner but let's get you ready for bed first, then we can snuggle and watch cartoons, huh?  Sound good baby girl?  Do you want to watch cartoons with your Daddy?"  I knew what he was doing, he was trying to make me regress and it was absolutely...working.  I giggled, nodding and snuggling my Bulbasaur as Daddy pulled my pants and panties off.  "God baby love, you're soaking wet...who did this to you?"  I whimpered, feeling exposed but also wanting his hands on me desperately, trusting him after all that he's done in such a short time.  "Answer me Y/n, who made you this wet?"

"You did..."  I gasped as he trailed a finger straight up my slit.  "Oh...I've...I’ve nevew..."  my baby talk returned as my Daddy made me feel safe and loved.

"Do you want me to stop?  We can wait, I will never do anything you don't want Y/n, never."  I shook my head.

"Pwease...pwease touch me Daddy..."  I heard him growl and my eyes snapped open to see him looking straight at me.

"Say it again...say it again baby love, and you'll get what you want."

"P-pwease?  Pwease Daddy?  Pwease touch me...I need you Daddy!" The next thing I knew his thumb was on my clit and he had slipped 2 fingers into my entrance, making him groan.

"Jesus Christ baby, you're so tight!  Oh fuck!"  Daddy kissed up my neck, my right hand buried in his hair and the other clutching the table.

"Oh!  Daddy...feews so good Daddy!  Pwease...don't stop?!"

"Never."  I gasped as he bit my ear slightly.

"Tawking...don't stop...pwease?"  He stopped kissing my neck as I said this before understanding what I meant.

"You like Daddy's voice don't you baby love?  You just love knowing it's me who's making you feel this good, don't you?"  I nodded as he added a third finger, grazing this little spot inside of me that made me need to catch my breath.  "God little one, your pussy is just perfect.  It's squeezing my fingers so tight, can't imagine what it's going to be like on my cock one day, you make me so fucking hard."  I released his hair, moving my hand down and unhooking his jeans somehow with one hand and trailing my hand down, rubbing him through his boxers and hearing him snarl and growl in my ear.

"Do dat again Daddy, pwease?  Make dat sound again?"  I moved my hand into his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his flesh, making him growl once again.

"Fuck princess, god you're so perfect."  His breathing became erratic as did mine and his body went rigid as he came in my hand, the moan he let out in my ear being my last straw as my hips lifted from the table and I came, squirting all over his hand.  "Holy fuck Y/n!  That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."  He covered my lips with his, kissing me for a moment before pulling back and grabbing baby wipes, cleaning us both off before lifting my hips and wrapping me up in a diaper like a present.  He stood me up and helped me into my Batman footie pajamas before sitting me on the bed.

We spent that night comfortable in each other's arms, eating and enjoying the comfort we got from one another.  I never thought I would be grateful to Damon for throwing my stuffie in the fire but I have to say...Thanks Damon.

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

SHAHSHSHSJDODO SO CUTE HELP

Hi, I was wondering if you could write a one shot of klaus x reader. Where reader is apart of Elena’s group of friends but klaus’s mate and she’s made to choose between her friends or klaus and klaus doesn’t think she’ll choose him and tells her it’s ok but she surprised everyone and chooses klaus and betrays Elena for him

You can put as much angst as you want.

Thanks 😊

Forever

A soulmate wasn’t something Klaus had been expecting when he came to Mystic falls to break his curse. And at first the idea was ridiculous to him and he saw it as a weakness.

But there was something about her that pulled him in. Deep down he knew that she was perfect for him, and he would do whatever he had to do that he could be perfect for her too.

Even if it meant not having her.

She wouldn’t choose him, he was sure of it. Not after everything he had done to those she considered family.

Time after time he had blown up her life and every time he could feel her disappointment as she looked from him to her friends, ultimately walking away from him each and every time.

And when it was time for him to leave and go to New Orleans, he didn’t believe it was worth asking her to come with him, he was so certain that she wouldn’t want to at all.

When she found out he was leaving, her heart and soul ached. She loved her friends, she did but she also knew that they would never love her as much as she did them. Elena would always come first, compared to Elena (which she frequently was) she was nothing.

She thought that maybe Klaus would have at least mentioned it to her instead of her finding out from an overjoyed Damon.

See they spoke fairly often, even if neither of them really noticed, whenever they were in the grill minutes would turn into hours. At the ball she had seen a painting of herself which Klaus instantly became embarrassed of and ushered her down the stairs.

She knew that he wanted her, why would he leave her behind? She wasn’t sure until he came to say goodbye.

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“I’m sure you know by now that I’m leaving, I’m going to New Orleans…I uh…I’d ask you to come but I think we both know that wouldn’t happen so um..I wanted to give you some things” he whispered, his brows furrowed as he swallowed the lump in his throat. He was looking anywhere other than her eyes as he handed her a gift bag of sorts. “I wasn’t sure how to give it to you so um…” he let out a breath as she took it from him, her hand brushing his.

He fell quiet as she looked through the things before looking up at him in confusion “keys?”

“To my- your house” he murmured and her lips parted in surprise

“Klaus-“

“I know it’s a little much, you can sell it if you like…you can do whatever you like with it and anything you find inside. I’ve left my number on a card just incase you get a new phone and you ever need me for anything or if…well anything” he mumbled while showing her the card

He looked at her for a moment, she remained in a state of shock as she looked back at him.

Hesitantly he took a step closer to her, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. His face nuzzled her hair as he closed his eyes. She returned his hug until a throat clearing drew them both back to where they were.

Klaus moved away from her, a lingering kiss on her forehead before he disappeared from in front of her.

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She hated every second he was gone.

She hated being in the grill and not being able to find him.

She hated that he wouldn’t randomly appear just to ask about her day.

She hated the way her friends spoke about him.

She hated how they blamed him for every little thing.

She hated how they called her crazy when she defended him

She hated how they hated him.

She hated that she loved him.

And not because she didn’t want to love him but because she wasn’t allowed to.

And it took her weeks to realise that the people who were supposed to be her family wouldn’t do this to her if they cared about her.

So after arguing for days, objects thrown and screams aimed at each other, she found herself in New Orleans.

She had knocked but he wasn’t in which should have told her to go away but she instead she managed to get inside and worked out which room was his.

She snooped as most people would and smiled at the array of paintings and sketches of herself. She saddened at the letters he had written to her but never sent.

Her fingers tapped along the edge of the book she had found in his room, not something she would have thought he’d read but still engaging.

Halfway in she heard the door slam downstairs and a range of angry voices before more doors were thrown open and closed. Heavy footsteps made their way up the stairs before he walked in.

His hands rubbed his eyes and pushed his hair back as he sighed. She put the book down and waited patiently for him to notice her in the room with him.

He kept his face in his hands for a moment longer making her frown and get up quietly, she silently pulled his wrists away from his face. His eyes locked on hers in an instant, his expression softening as he blinked in confusion.

“Bad day?” She asked gently and he breathed out a soft laugh as his arms circled her body. She smiled to herself as she pressed her forehead against his with a content sigh.

“What are you doing here?” He whispered though not in any way complaining

“I was hoping I could stay…if you’ll have me”

“Of course I’ll have you, you’ll stay as long as you’ll let me have you” he muttered, his nose just touching hers and their lips barely brushing each others.

“I think I’ll love you forever” she whispered and he felt a grin pill at his lips

“Then you can stay forever, for I will love you always”

And with that, their lips finally met.

Modeling suits him.

If a man ever hurts you, just know that Joseph will bite them.

Just admire this beauty

Showing everyone what I want for Christmas