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The reader a paramedic at the 118 and is dating Buck when she finds out she is a placeholder until Abby returns and gets upset at Buck. Her godfather (Boden, Mouch, or Hermann, your choice) contacts her and mentions them needing a PIC for 61, she moves to Chicago and works with Shay or Sylvie (your choice) where she meets Kelly and slowly starts a relationship. Things are great until the 118 comes to Chicago for a fire convention and Bucks runs into the reader and Kelly together and is jealous

Running Home

Evan Buckley x Reader, Kelly Severide x Reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of cheating/rebounding, shitty medical advice (I'm not a doctor, just guessing here LOL), mentions of alcohol and the consumption of, being drunk/tipsy, dad lectures from Boden

Category: little bit of angst and fluff

Word Count: 6.1k

Author's Note: this one is dedicated to @jillys-feral-fandoms just cause I know these two are her favs <3 I also tagged both tag lists because it’s a crossover

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The sun peeked through the curtains when you rolled over in the bed, only to find your boyfriend’s side of the bed empty.

“Babe?” you call, getting up and pulling Buck’s sweater on and making your way downstairs. Buck’s back was towards you when you spotted him out on the balcony.

Something along the lines of ‘when am I gonna see you’ being asked on his side, you knocked on the glass door to tell him let him know you were there and he turned to see you behind him. His face went as pale as a ghost - like he had something to hide.

“I’ll call you back later” he tells the person on the phone. “Yeah, you too” and with that the phone call ends.

“Good morning,” you hum, stepping to the side, letting him into the apartment.

“Want some coffee?” making your way over to the coffee maker, Buck shakes his head and sits at the counter.

Curiosity gets the better of you, you cave and ask, “who’s calling you so early in the morning?”

“Oh, it was Maddie” he smiles, leaving the phone on the counter. “I’m gonna hop in the shower, be back in a few” he walks over, pressing a kiss to your temple before heading to the bathroom.

The shower was running and the coffee maker was beeping, letting you know that the coffee was ready but you barely heard Buck’s phone buzzing on the counter.

“Buck! Your phone is ringing!” rounding the counter, you pick it up to see who's calling.

Abby.

The name seemed familiar but you couldn't quite place why.

Shouting once more for him and getting no answer, you set the phone back down how you found it. You go about making your coffee when you hear buck's steps coming from the bathroom.

“Did you call for me? I couldn't really hear you”

“Mhm yeah, your phone rang” you mumble, he picks up the phone and smiles.

“Everything okay?” you ask, noticing the expression on his face.

“Huh? Yeah, fine.” he gives you a small smile and heads upstairs to get dressed.

----

Hen was driving and you were in the passenger seat of the ambulance after dropping off a patient at the hospital.

You were staring out the window, watching as the buildings passed by. “Y/n ?” Her voice broke through your thoughts.

“Penny for your thoughts?” she glances over at you, “you’re going to get permanent forehead wrinkles if you don't relax” a small chuckle slips past her lips.

“Do you know someone named Abby?” you thought maybe you were reading too much into this but perhaps Hen knew. The smile dropped from her face, sighing heavily.

Maybe there was a someone after all.

“Abby ? As in Buck’s ex girlfriend ?”

“She’s his ex?”

“Yeah, she is. Why do you ask?”

“Um- well he was all secretive this morning, left bed to take a phone call and when I asked who it was, he said it was Maddie. His phone rang while he was in the shower and it was Abby. He looked happy to see her call honestly”

“Oh” was all she said. Not a word more.

“Hen, come on. I know there’s more to the story then you’re letting on”

“Okay, she was a 911 dispatcher. They started talking and then dating. Her mom was sick and when she passed, Abby wanted to travel or something- I don't know all the details but she basically upped and left him. A few months later- he met you.”

This time you were the one that said “Oh” and she left it at that. When she pulled into the station, your phone rang.

“I’ll be back in a minute” stepped back outside of the station and sat on the bench right outside.

You answer and your god father’s voice rang through the line. “Hey kid, how are you?”

“Hey Chief,” you smile, “I’m good, how are you?”

“You know you don’t have to call me chief” he laughed, “Am I supposed to call you uncle Walle?”

He laughs once more, “oh god no, please don’t. Donna was asking when you’re coming down to visit, she hasn't seen you since the wedding.”

“Actually, I was thinking - maybe it’s time to come home” you mumble the last part, you don't know how you're feeling and you don't want to do anything irrational but you can’t stay here if there's nothing here for you and honestly, you missed home.

“Really?” you can hear the excitement in his voice, “We'd love that. You know you’re welcome to stay with us, even if you’re just coming for a visit.”

“Yeah, I think I will.” you smiled.

“Also we’re in need of a PIC for 61. Dawson is in the academy so if you're coming home..” he trails off making you chuckle.

“If you’re offering me the position, I'll take it without a question”

“Good,” he hums. “I’ll pick you up from the airport whenever you arrive. Just let me know. Take care of yourself kid.”

“I will, give Donna my love. I’ll see you guys soon.”

---

You took the rest of the day off, explaining to Bobby your sudden need to leave. You apologized for leaving them in the lurch but Bobby said it was fine, he understood why you had to go, wishing you well and he made you promise to come visit.

The clothes were shoved into your suitcases when you headed down to write Buck a letter. You couldn't bear to tell him face to face - although he used you as a rebound and broke your heart, you knew telling him to his face would break his.

You found a piece of paper and scribbled down an explanation.

“Dear Buck,

I’m sorry to be leaving like this but this was the only way I'd be able to do it without either of us hurting more than we are.

I know that somewhere deep down, you cared for me but there's more to it - I was a distraction from her.

I couldn't even do that successfully since you’re still talking to her.

There’s nothing left here for me and I hope you find the happiness you’re looking for, even if it’s not with me.

I wish you nothing but the best, Buck.

Love, y/n”

----

“Shay, come meet y/n. She’s the new PIC on 61″ your godfather has his arm over your shoulder. He’s been proudly showing you around the house.

“Hi, I'm y/n” you smiled at the woman in front of you. “I’m Shay, I'm your partner” she stuck her hand for you to shake it.

“It’s nice to meet you”

“I'm gonna take her to meet the guys.” She linked arms with you and pulled you away from Chief Boden.

“Guys!” she walked in, her arm still linked with yours. “This is y/n Boden-” “my last name actually isn't Boden”

“Oh,” she chucked, “Anyways, this is y/n. She's Chief’s goddaughter and she’s our new PIC. So everyone be nice and keep it in your pants” she glares at the guys.

You bite back a laugh and wave. Shay takes you around the room and introduces you to everyone.

“Behind the stove, we have our beloved Peter Mills, he’s the best cook in the house”

“Nice to meet you” he smiles before turning his attention back to the stove.

“That’s Joe and Otis, the two that are bickering by the round table” she points, before bringing you over to the longer table. “This is Matt, lieutenant for truck 81″ she gave his shoulders a squeeze and he smiled at you.

“That’s Kelly and his guys on squad, their names are on the coats, I promise it’s not as confusing as it seems” she laughs, you wave at them before she pulls you over to the couch.

“This is Herrmann and Mouch,” you say hello when you feel something nuzzling by your leg. Crouching down, you rub the puppy that was sitting beside you now.

“Who's this cutie?”

“That’s Pouch, she's our little mascot” Shay gave her head a pat before the alarms went off.

“Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, Battalion 25. House fire, 254 83rd street”

You and Shay made your way to the ambulance, she hopped in the front when you shut the doors at the back.

Kelly bumped into you as he was running past, “sorry!” he looked back and smiled at you and you swear- you felt butterflies in your stomach.

---

There was no way those guys were getting out of there without some sort of minor injuries.

The entire building was up in flames and the smoke getting darker by the second. Shay had just loaded up the last patient into the ambulance and sent them off with the other paramedics.

Suddenly you were overcome with this wave of emotions. Remembering how you felt when you saw Buck was stuck under that fire truck or when Eddie was stuck after he stupidly cut the line.

Even though you had only just met these guys, it’s hard to lose one of your own.

A hand squeezed your shoulder, pulling you out of your thoughts. “You alright?” your godfather was standing beside you, looking at you.

You nod, “is there anyone else in there still? By the looks of it, it’s gonna come down any minute now”

“Severide and Casey. They’re on their way out” he tells you.

Shay was running towards the door when Casey and Kelly came out. Matt had a little boy in his arms. Noticing the boy was wrapped up in Kelly’s jacket, you glanced over at him who clearly looked like he was going to pass out.

“Shay, you got the boy?!” you shout, she nods and follows Matt over to the ambulance. Kelly was making his way over to Chief when he stumbled.

“Okay, let her check you out” Chief Boden helped him up, sitting him on the front of the truck. “I’m fine, just tripped” Kelly insisted, coughing his lungs out.

“Mhm yeah, no. Sit up” you had already pulled the stethoscope up and it was pressed to his back. Before you could tell him what was wrong, Casey shouted for you.

“Y/n! I’m going with Shay to the hospital!”

“Yeah, go!”

You turn back to Kelly who was bent over, elbows on his knees and his head in hands. Chief seemed to have disappeared in the few moments you turned around.

“Hey,” you rubbed the back of his shoulder softly, “you’ll be okay. Just drink some water and I’ll keep an eye on you, okay?”

“yeah, okay.” his hand rested your lower back before he stood and once again, there were those stupid butterflies.

“Come on, you can ride with us back to the house.”

Smiling at him “That’s okay, I’ll just get a ride with Chief.”

Kelly hummed, looking around the scene. “Chief’s gone. Looks like you're stuck with me.”

“Oh lucky me” your eyes flicker towards him, a smile on your face.

Kelly laughed, “but look on the bright side, this way you can keep an eye on me” he nudged you playfully before slinging his arm over your shoulder.

When you reached the truck, he opened the door for you. “What a gentleman,” “always am” he smiles, his hand on your lower back as you go to step up into the truck.

The ride back to the house wasn't all that long, Capp kept you company in the back and asked about where you transferred from. You realized that you didn’t really tell them anything about you other than your name and that you were Chief’s goddaughter.

“Well I have been living in LA since college. I was working at a fire station out there as well but I just needed - well I guess, a change”

“That sounds like something someone would say if they were running from something” Kelly turns in his seat, looking back at you. Humming, you give him a small smile.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Your response was enough for him to tell him to drop it. He was sure in time you'd confide in him or most likely in Shay and she’d tell him at some point or another.

“Why don't you come over for dinner sometime?” Shay plops down on the couch next to you, shifting to face you.

“Uh, yeah I could. I’m still settling in and Chief was sweet enough to let me stay with him and Donna for now so I don't wanna just run out on them, you know?”

“Of course, just let me know when you’re free and we can go out or stay in and make dinner? Whenever you're up to it.”

“Thank you though, that’s really sweet of you” you give her arm a squeeze. Shay’s phone rings and she excuses herself.

Connie comes out, looking around and stops on you, “Chief Boden would like to see you.” You get up and follow her to Chief’s office, he thanks Connie and asks her to shut the door on the way out.

“How’s your first week going ?” He asks, gesturing to the chair. You take a seat, “it’s good so far, I've gotten like 4 offers to go out already” you smile.

“Go out?” His brows furrow- you know what he's thinking.

“Not on a date, relax. Herrmann invited me over for dinner with him, Cindy and the kids, Matt offered to take me out with him and Gabby, Joe and Otis want me to go to some hockey game with them and Shay asked me to come over for dinner” you listed off the invites.

“I’d take Shay up on her offer first. Herrmann and Cindy are great but I don't know if you want to take dinner with them and their 5 kids as your first night out here” Chief laughs, making you smile.

“I don’t want you guys to feel like I don’t appreciate you - because I do but it’d be nice to get out. You guys have been stuck with me for the last few weeks, I'm sure you’d like a break.”

“Y/n, you’re not a baby. If you’d like to go out, go ahead. I’ll get you a key soon but for now, just call when you’re on your way home.”

“Really? You wouldn't mind?”

“I think we could use a night to ourselves if you know-” “don’t finish that statement” your face twists, Chief shakes his head.

“That’s not what I meant. Go back to work now, I have stuff to do” He shoos you from his office.

---

You stood outside of Shay’s apartment, you felt like you were in high school again - Chief had dropped you off and said to call him if you needed a ride home.

Shay opened the door, “hey! you made it!” she pulled you in for a hug.

“I did!” you followed her into the apartment, she made her way to the kitchen.

Shay turned her attention to something she had on the stove and put the lid on it before looking at you. “What’s in the bag?” she asked, eyes on the bag you had set on the counter.

“Oh right, sorry” you chuckled.

“Uh I brought wine-” pulling out the bottle and setting it on the counter, “and a little birdie told me, this was your favourite” you pulled a bottle of tequila out of the bag.

Shay leant over the counter to grab the bottle, “top shelf stuff, you’re a woman after my heart y/n.” You smile, “do you need help with anything?”

“No, it’s almost done-” “have you seen my- oh sorry, I didn’t know we had company” the voice coming from behind you called, it sounded familiar for some reason.

Shifting on the stool, you see Kelly coming down the stairs. The grey sweatpants clinging to his hips and he was shirtless. “Hey y/n.” he smiles, walking over and pulling you into a side hug.

Those stupid butterflies again.

You watch as Kelly makes his way to the fridge to grab a beer. Your eyes trailed over his body but you were pulled from your thoughts when Shay offered you a shot.

She poured one out for you, her and Kelly. “To y/n, welcome to Chicago and we hope you decide to stay here with us” she smiled before downing the contents of the glass, you and Kelly mirroring her actions.

Kelly disappears upstairs a few minutes later. The tequila makes you feel warm and somewhat bold.

“Hey,” you whisper shouted, not wanting Kelly to hear even though he was all the way upstairs. “You don't get all hot and bothered when he walks around half naked?” you pour out another shot for you and Shay.

She laughed, “oh babe, he could walk around butt-ass naked and it wouldn't make a difference to me”

Your brows furrowed as you down the shot. “I’m into girls, I thought someone would have told you by now”

“Oh- Oh! no, I just assumed-” “that I was straight and Kelly was my boy toy? No, he's too pretty for my liking”

“Did someone say I was pretty?” Kelly’s voice comes from behind you again. He’s fully dressed this time, he grabs the bottle from the counter. “I’ve only been gone for 10 minutes, how did you manage to kill half a bottle already ?”

Kelly set the bottle down, “Whatever you had in the pot is burnt now right?” he turns the stove off completely. You had both forgotten about the pot on the stove.

“I’ll order a pizza,” he steps away to call.

---

It was close to 2am and although you were all off shift tomorrow, you should be getting home.

“I- I should get going” you stand, wobbling for a moment before Kelly’s hand rests on your lower back, steadying you.

“No! Spend the night!” Shay called, pouting about the fact that you were leaving.

“I can't” you mirror her expression. “I gotta call Chief, he’ll come get me.” you go to reach your phone but almost fall.

“No,” Kelly takes your phone from you. “I’m sober, I'll drive you home plus that’ll give you a chance to sober up a bit.”

“Are you sure ? It’s late.”

“It's fine, I'll get you a bottle of water, say bye to Shay”

Kelly leaves you and Shay alone for a few minutes, the two of you promising to go out somewhere soon and that you’ll call her tomorrow. “Alright, come on. I’ll be back soon,” Kelly leaned down and pressed a kiss to Shay’s head before helping you up off the couch.

The drive home was quiet, the windows rolled down and cold wind blowing through your hair. You missed this the most - the late night drives through the city, although you were tired, there were always people awake and going about their lives - no one was ever really asleep.

Kelly stops in front of the house, his hand reaching over to touch your shoulder softly. “You alright ? Feeling a bit better?” he asks quietly, you shift in the seat to look at him. “Yeah, thanks for the ride” you smile.

“No problem, I figured it’d be better to just bring you than you having to call Chief.”

You hum, head leant back against the headrest with your eyes closed. Kelly’s hand touches your cheek, his thumb rubbing against it softly. “C’mon, let’s get you inside. You need some sleep.”

Kelly gets out and helps you out of the car, walking you up the steps and helps you unlock the door. Chief had ended up giving you his key for the night because he wasn't sure what time you’d be back or if you were gonna get a ride with Shay.

Kelly stepped inside with you, sitting you down on the stairs. He kneeled in front of you, pulling your sandals off for you.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

“Is your room upstairs?” he asks and you nod, “can you get up the stairs by yourself?” you shake your head, knowing that if you attempted to walk up the stairs by yourself, you’d just end up back at the bottom again.

“Okay, I'll help you up and then I'll head out.” Kelly pulled you up, his hands on your hips to steady you as you slowly made your way up the stairs.

“By time you get upstairs, it’ll be morning” he mumbles, your hand over your mouth as you bite back a laugh. “C’mon,” Kelly picks you up bridal style instead, carrying you up the stairs. He stopped when he got tot the top of the stairs, looking at you.

Pointing to the door at the end of the hall, Kelly carries you into the room and sets you down on the bed. “Okay, all good now. I’ll see you at work okay? Get some rest.”

“Wait, where are you going?” you sit up, looking at him. “Home,” he hums.

“Just stay,” “y/n- I don't think that’s a smart idea.”

“Please. Nothing’s gonna happen, I just- at least until I fall asleep.”

You don't know what came over you. Internally, you blamed it on the tequila and the fact that you missed Buck and missed how it felt to be held while you fell asleep but you just needed someone- just for tonight.

You also knew that if you were sober enough to make this choice now, you’d be sober enough to remember it in the morning and seriously regret it but what do you care right now?

Kelly sighs, pushing your bedroom door in quietly before getting in bed next to you. “No funny business missy” he smiles to himself, knowing you can’t see him in the dark.

“Whatever you say, Lieutenant” humming, settling down with your head on his chest and his arm instinctively wraps around you.

Kelly would be lying if he said his heart didn’t skip a beat when you called him lieutenant.

---

“Did y/n come home last night?” he asked Donna.

“I saw her shoes by the stairs so I assumed she did.” Donna answers, her attention on cutting the fruit in front of her.

“Could you wake her up for breakfast ? I don’t wanna just walk in.” he asks her sweetly, she hums. “Sure, I'll go get her.”

Donna makes her way back upstairs and to your room. She knocks on the door, “Honey, are you awake?” she calls, knocking once more.

This time, she opens the door and calls, “y/n, baby. Are you up-” she smiles at the sight in front of her. Before she could close the door again, Wallace had already made his way upstairs.

“Is she up?” Donna shushed him, grabbing his arm and pulling him over to her.

You and Kelly were both asleep, the blanket pulled up halfway and your head was on his chest. Kelly’s arm was wrapped around you and your hand was resting on his shoulder.

“What the-” “shh, let them sleep. I’m pretty sure it was after 2 when they got in.”

“Donna, do you not see who she’s in bed with ?” he half shouted and half whispered.

“Wallace, she’s not a baby. They're sleeping in the same bed, it’s not like she's pregnant with his kid.”

Wallace left Donna upstairs and went downstairs knowing that if he stayed, he’d just ended up killing Kelly.

Donna walked into the room, she shook you softly. “Y/n, time for breakfast honey.” She shook you again when you groaned.

“Y/n, come on sweetheart.” you finally sit up, rubbing your eyes. “What?” you yawn, Donna smiles.

“Wallace asked me to wake you for breakfast. Maybe you wanna ask your friend to join us?” she looked down at Kelly who was still asleep.

“Oh my god. I forgot I asked him to stay.” you sigh, Donna sat on the end of the bed.

“Don’t worry. Just wake him up and you two come down and join us for breakfast. There’s extra toothbrushes in the bathroom” she gave your hand a squeeze and left you to wake him.

Kelly stirred when you shook him. “Lemme sleep” he mumbled, rolling over. “Dude, come on. You gotta get up.” you shook him once more.

Kelly opened his eyes, he blinked the sleepiness away before sitting up. It took him a moment to register where he was and what was happening. “Did I fall asleep?”

“Clearly. Now we have to go down for breakfast - together.”

“What?” Kelly’s eyes widened. “Yeah, so come on.” you get up and make your way to the bathroom.

You and Kelly head down for breakfast. Donna and Wallace were already sitting at the table.

“Y/n, Kelly.” Chief nodded, before the two of you sat down.

“Morning,” you gave him a small smile before pouring out some coffee. “Chief,” Kelly nodded back, sitting quietly at the table.

“So, how’d you sleep?” Donna asked, you and Kelly both looked up at her at the same time. “Sorry,” she hums, popping a piece of fruit into her mouth.

“So, which one of you is gonna explain why I had to find you two in bed together ?” Chief broke the silence.

You and Kelly look at each other and then at Chief. “Well-” Kelly starts.

You rest your hand on his, “he brought me home and I was the one that asked him to stay. Nothing happened, I was drunk and I fell asleep and so did he.” you told him, it’s better to get everything out in the air before he started to assume.

“Okay.” Chief just moved on and continued with breakfast like nothing had happened.

“Thanks for breakfast,” Kelly leaned down to give Donna a kiss on the cheek, she smiles and pats his cheek. “You know you’re welcomed here anytime, Kelly.” she glances at her husband for a second.

Chief gets up, “I’ll walk you out.” You were still sitting at the table with Donna when they left for the door.

Kelly was a step out the door when Chief called for him. “What really happened last night ?”

“Y/n told you.”

“Now I'm asking you.”

Kelly hummed, stepping back up the stairs. “Shay and y/n got drunk after dinner. I was still sober when she said she wanted to head home, so I offered to drive her home. I helped her inside and up to her room. She was the one that asked me to stay, “only till she fell asleep” - her words”

Chief’s arms folded across his chest. “Why were you still here this morning?”

“We both fell asleep. Nothing happened, Chief. I would never do that; y/n is a sweet girl, it’s clear she left LA for a reason and I don’t want to hurt her - that was never my intention.”

“Good-” he felt a hand on his arm, you were standing behind him. Chief’s hand rested on you, giving it a squeeze before walking back to the kitchen. You walked Kelly down to the car.

“I’m guessing I blew it” you asked him, shoving your hands into the sweater pockets.

Kelly’s head titled, the confusion evident on his face. “I mean, even if there was a chance of us being a thing- the whole ‘your boss/my godfather catching us in bed and lecturing you’ thing kinda ruins it huh?”

He laughed, his arm slung over your shoulder. “You didn’t ruin anything and honestly, Boden couldn't get rid of me if he tried,” you smiled, a hand coming up and resting on Kelly’s chest.

You looked up at him, he leaned down to kiss you but only for a moment before you could hear knocking.

Wallace was by the window, knocking for the two of you to stop kissing. Donna waved from behind him and pulled him away from the window.

Kelly smiles, leaning down to pull you into a hug. “I’ll see you work?”

“Yeah,” you smile.

----

*A Few Months Later*

“Just come with me,” Kelly’s arm was over your shoulder, the two of you walking through the house. “Dawson is going with Casey, why can't you go with me?”

“Kelly, it’s a gala for firefighters.”

“Okay but Herrmann is taking Cindy and she's not a firefighter.”

“That's his wife, Kelly” you rolled your eyes. Kelly stopped, pulling you against him, your chest pressed to his.

“Come on, just this once. I never take a date, I mean other than Shay but she’s into girls so it doesn't count”

“Let her hear you say that,” you laugh. “You've never taken a date?”

“I always leave with one,” he smirks, making you roll your eyes again and earning him a smack to the arm.

“You know, maybe I'll go-” “Really ?” “With Otis.”

“Y/n!”

“Fine, just this once.”

“Good, I can show you off all night” he pressed a kiss to your temple. “Oh shut up, like you’re not the brawns in this relationship. We all know i’m the brains”

“If that helps you sleep at night, sure” Kelly smiles, walking down the hall and you give him a shove.

A few weeks after the breakfast fiasco, Kelly asked you out on a proper date and soon asked you to be his girlfriend.

Needless to say, things have been going pretty smoothly besides a few times Kelly nearly gave you a heart attack with his need to run into burning buildings unnecessarily but you knew that feeling all too well.

----

“I’m going to go get a drink, do you want anything ?” you untangle yourself from him, a hand pushing the wrinkle from your dress.

“I’m okay babe, thanks” he smiled, giving you a quick kiss before letting you go.

You had only gone to the gala once before when you were a teenager but you don’t remember it being this full. You bumped into Herrmann and Cindy on your way to the bar.

“Y/n!” Cindy gave you a quick hug, “hey! how are you?” you smiled. The three of you made small talk for a bit, Cruz and Otis joining you at some point. “It’s pretty full this year, isn’t it?” you ask the group, you hear a few agreements.

“Apparently, it’s for firefighters across the country this year, hence the change to a bigger venue” Otis pointed out.

“Ah, I see.” you glance at the clock on the wall, you realize you had been talking to them for 15 minutes.

“I told Kelly I was going for a drink, he's probably wondering where I am, I'll see you guys at the table, yeah?” you excused yourself and made your way to the bar.

Leaning against the counter, you waited for the bartender to come your way as he was dealing with someone at the other end. You glanced around the room, trying to spot Kelly so you’d have a general idea as to where to go when you get your drink.

“Bartender!” you hear someone call from beside you, more than once you might add.

“Can you not see he’s busy? Might wanna wait your turn before he doesn’t come over here-” you turn to the voice next to you, waiting to put a face to the voice.

“Buck.” you stared at the man next to you. He hasn't changed in the months since you left. The same blonde hair, only grown out to show his curls more, his insanely blue eyes and that stupid smile on his face.

“Y/n.” his eyes studied you for a moment, unsure what he was looking for or even what to say.

The two of you stood there in shock, looking at each other like the other was an alien or something from outer space.

Buck instinctively pulled you in for a hug, his arms wrapping around you like they belonged there. “How have you been?” he asks, talking to you like you didn’t just up and leave a few months ago.

“Good, you?”

“Can’t complain.” he smiles.

The statement suddenly made you feel horrible, heart clenching in your chest.

“What can I get you folks?” the bartender finally makes his way over, Buck turns to face him. “A beer and uh, a Manhattan if I'm not mistaken ?” Buck glances over at you, you nod to confirm.

“What brings you to the gala?” Buck turns back to you while the bartender makes your drink. “Last time I checked, you were a paramedic.”

“Still am. My godfather is giving the opening speech so I came out”

“Oh I see. Everyone is here you know - Bobby, Hen, Chim, Eddie. I’m sure they’d all love to see you.”

“Um-” you look around, Kelly was nowhere to be found. “Sure, I have a few minutes.”

You grab your drink and Buck points you in the direction. His hand rested on your lower back as the two of you navigated through the tables. “Hey, look who I found,” Buck said as he reached the table, everyone turning their attention to him.

Bobby was the first one to get up, “Y/n, it’s so good to see you.” He gives you a hug, “same, I missed you guys.”

You went around the table saying hello to everyone, making small talk. Everyone was asking how you were doing in Chicago and you asked about things back in LA.

“I was looking for you,” a hand pressing against your hip, Kelly now beside you.

“Oh hey, sorry.” You lean into Kelly, he kisses your cheek softly.

You could feel the eyes burning into you. Everyone wanted an explanation- you had left Buck with no explanation to anyone other than Buck and now here you were a few months later all cuddled up with someone else.

“Everyone, this is Lieutenant-” you pause mid introduction. Do you introduce him as your boyfriend or as a friend ?

“Kelly Severide, y/n’s boyfriend” he finishes the introduction for you. Once again, you can feel everyone looking at you, there are a few glances around the table and then the eyes are back on you.

“Kel, this is my house back in LA. Captain Bobby Nash, Chimney Han, Hen Wilson, Eddie Diaz and Evan Buckley.” you name them off, Kelly waves hello.

“I hate to pull her away but dinner is starting soon and we really should settle in now”

Everyone seemed fine with the fact that you moved on, you're almost sure it's come out as to why you left LA - left Buck.

Buck was the one who was still holding on, his eyes glued to you and Kelly. You could feel his eyes move from you to Kelly, to Kelly’s hand on your hip.

“No worries at all,” Bobby stood up, “come visit us soon, y/n. You’ll always have a home at the 118″ he pulled you in for a hug, you smiled. “Thanks cap, I'll come visit soon, I promise.”

“It was nice to meet you Kelly,” Bobby shook his hand, “pleasure’s all mine Bobby.” Kelly waited for you to say your goodbyes to everyone else.

Finally you got back to Buck, you smiled at him and pulled him in for a hug. “It was nice to see you, really.” you whisper.

Buck was a good foot taller than you so he had to lean down, his arms wrapped around you and his hands resting on the small of your back, rubbing up and down gently - just like he would when he had come home from a tough shift and needed to hold you in his arms.

This felt like a goodbye - the one you never had.

“Yeah, you too y/n”

You gave him one last squeeze before letting go, he watched you walk over to Kelly whose arm was now wrapped around your waist. You could feel Buck’s eyes on you as you walked back to your table.

Kelly pulled your chair out for you before sitting down beside you.

“Hey, who was that? He seemed kinda attached to you” Kelly chuckled, his hand reaching for yours. Looking towards the table where the 118 sat, eyes focused on Buck before turning back to Kelly.

“Just an old friend.”

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Rafe Cameron

Marks - Reader is JJ’s twin and she’s been seeing Rafe in secret, he’s mean to her in front of his friends so she try’s to make him jealous. [18+]

Passion- Reader struggles to finish during sex and say's she can't but Rafe doesn't realise she is being serious. [18+]

Complicated - Rafe falling for his Best friends little sister. [18+]

Drive you mad- Reader and Rafe get handsy in the hot tub. [18+]

Overthinking- Rafe lies about dating Reader and you have had enough. [18+]

Measurements- Reader measures Rafe’s dick. [18+]

Yellow- reader having to use the safe word. [18+]

Mr. Ghostface- Rafe and his friends prank reader. [18+]

Bloody psycho - Rafe sees reader kill someone. [18+]

The bet - a bet on who can last the longest without sex [18+]

No touching - reader works in a strip club. [18+]

Artwork - Rafe was never one for tattoos until he saw you. [18+]

Fake Boyfriend p1 p2 p3 p4 - Rafe Cameron agreeing to being your fake boyfriend. [18+]

Green eyed - You want Rafe to admit you’re his girl so you set out to make him jealous. [18+]

Drunken mess - sleeping with your best friends boyfriend [18+]

Beautiful - Rafe shows you just how beautiful you are [18+]

Feels like I’m drowning - a threesome with your boyfriends best friend (topper x Rafe x reader) [18+]

Do you love me? - catching Rafe watching porn. [18+]

Drew Starkey-

See you again - Drew meets reader in a club but doesn’t get her number, she turns up at Rudy’s bday. [18+]

No strings attached- Drew and reader have are sleeping together and he gets jealous. [18+]

Dreams- Reader has a sex dream about Drew’s character Rafe and he brings it up the next morning [18+]

Reunion- Reader & Drew see each other after a few years. [18+]

Nice surprise - Drew comes home to reader in a skimpy bikini. [18+]

Shower head- Drew joins you in the shower. [18+]

Leftovers - Part 1 part 2 you and Chase broke up 6 months ago but have kept in touch with Drew. [18+] complete

Night swims - spending the day/night at the beach with drew and ending it with I love you [18+]

Like in the books you read - Drew catches you reading smut about him. [18+]

Happy Turkey Day - Drew can’t keep his hands to himself at thanksgiving [18+]

Tear stained pillow case - p1 p2 p3 - Long distance relationship with Drew, cheating, fan hate. In progress

Good girl - flashing your best friend [18+]

Hells Angels - A group of men get a bit handsy with you. [18+]

Best friends p1 p2 - Things have changed in the 2 years since Rafe left for college. [18+]

Movie Nights - movie nights with the friend group turns into reader and Drew not being able to control themselves. . [18+]

Hate sex - Good old hate sex with Drew. [18+]

Interrupted - Getting interrupted while riding Drew. [18+]

Hands to myself - getting high with Drew. [18+]

JJ Maybank-

Crush - ONE / TWO [18+] (Reader has a crush on JJ and notices Kiara paying him extra attention) (Reader starts a relationship with JJ)

Frustrated - Reader is sexually frustrated and JJ offers to help. [18+]

PornHub - JJ and reader film a sex tape and the pogues stumble across it. [18+]

Slow Down - Reader and JJ getting freaky in the bathroom of the local club. [18+]

Have Mercy - Reader has a threesome with JJ and John B. [18+]

Hot Tub - The Scene from OBX with the Jacuzzi, you comfort JJ after finding out his dad beat him and make love in the Jacuzzi. [18+]

Red Handed- John B had been in a dry spell lately, nothing was helping him until he caught sight of Y/N and JJ going at it on the porch of his home. [18+]

Attention Please - Reader isn’t giving JJ attention which only makes him jealous. [18+]

Boat Trip- JJ and reader get frisky in the water. [18+]

Rain Dance - JJ and Reader go on a date and it rains. [18+]

Friday night dinners - JJ fingers reader during family dinner. [18+]

I could use some help - John b’s neighbour comes knocking. [18+]

Phone sex- Reader is working away but misses JJ. [18+]

helping hand- JJ and Sarah smut request. [18+]

Birthday sex - Whip cream and birthday sex [18+]

Hate you- reader and JJ have always hated each other [18+]

My Sister? - jj sleeping with John b’s sister. [18+]

Rudy Pankow-

Hush hush - secret relationship [18+] Rudy Pankow

John B Routledge-

Drive in movie- Sex in the drive in movies. [18+]

Rich & Sad- John b is offered a job at your dad's work shop, you find yourself visiting more just to get a glimpse of the boy with honey coloured eyes. [18+]

On my boat? P2 - John B sleeps with his ex because Sarah hooked up with Topper [18+]

Chase Stokes-

Experimental- Reader, Chase and Drew have a threesome. [18+]

Barry-

Jealousy - Barry’s friend notices Reader alone at a party they crashed and proceeds to hit on her. Barry gets jealous as they were currently sleeping with each other. [18+]

Caught - you catch Barry jerking off. [18+]

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Rafe Cameron's Masterlist

Series:

Thorn In My Side, Rose In My Hand (Complete)

Before The Last Petal Falls (In Progress)

Let Me, Angel (Anthology)

Oneshots:

Some People Can Change

I Don’t Share My Candy

Cheese Head

Blurb:

Boyfriend Rules

I'm Here

Fight or Flight

Summer Secrets

The Lesson (Part 1)

The Lesson (Part 2)

Rafe To The Rescue

Pretty Girl

I Want To Be With You (Part 1)

I Want To Be Your Boyfriend (Part 2)

Miscommunicated Silence

The Lies You Tell The Other Woman (Part 1)

The Lies She Tells Herself (Part 2)

Pretty Abs

Picture Perfect Snow Globe

Shit Friends

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itzmaxbaby · 6 months

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Rafe Cameron's Masterlist

Series:

Thorn In My Side, Rose In My Hand (Complete)

Before The Last Petal Falls (In Progress)

Let Me, Angel (Anthology)

Oneshots:

Some People Can Change

I Don’t Share My Candy

Cheese Head

Blurb:

Boyfriend Rules

I'm Here

Fight or Flight

Summer Secrets

The Lesson (Part 1)

The Lesson (Part 2)

Rafe To The Rescue

Pretty Girl

I Want To Be With You (Part 1)

I Want To Be Your Boyfriend (Part 2)

Miscommunicated Silence

The Lies You Tell The Other Woman (Part 1)

The Lies She Tells Herself (Part 2)

Pretty Abs

Picture Perfect Snow Globe

Shit Friends

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Our little game pt. 2

~Part 1~ ~Part 3~ ~Part 4~ ~Part 5~

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x witch! reader Summary: After the engagement party, you, Katherine, Freya, and Rebekah start to organize a grand fairytale wedding for family members only. Which means you'll be staying at Mikaelson's house a little longer than you initially assumed. But everyone is delighted with your presence. Especially little Hope and her dad, who loves to watch you play with his little princess. Kol is teasing him that he's using the baby charm to get to your cold, iced heart because he isn't hot enough. Kol nearly gets stabbed. But Elijah comes and rescues his youngest brother. After all, someone has to perform the marriage ceremony. You also meet "The Hybrid's Therapist" and makes a huge, life-changing discovery. Word count: 6,3k+

Y/N POV

Three days. That's how long it took the original family to get me acquainted with everything that happened in those missing years. They found a new member of the family, killed their parents (and crazy aunt) again, and ruled New Orleans just like "in the old, good times." That was too much information to get in that short time. Especially since I was drunk for half of it. Bekah and Kit-kat made the decision to get to know me and Freya by attending parties every night. It was fun at first. But when the hangover came to me the morning after, it wasn't funny anymore. At least I made a new friend.

"Earth to Y/N!" someone screamed at me and pushed, making me fall from the kitchen chair. I groaned in pain, rubbing my sore butt.

"Kol Mikaelson. Do you wish to die on this awful morning?"

"It's 11am." he replied, annoyed. The 10th-century maniac always started his day with the crowing of the hens. I was unworthy (or too lazy) to participate in this mystery of the rising sun.

"I told you. Morning."

"I'm sorry, but I, unlike others, have a real problem on my hands, and I don't have time to deal with your bitter, hangover attitude."

"I apologize for your grace. What is so important that you have to hurt people this morning? You broke one of Klaus' paintings or finally stole his precious daggers?"

"That's better." I gave him a stern look. "Relax, darling. I was joking."

"Not appreciated."

"God. I don't know why my brother likes you."

"Hey! Elijah is my friend; of course he likes me." I replied offended.

"Not these ones. And not in a platonic way." my amused, kind smile faded at his suggestion.

"You know what? I'm too hungry to… what did you say? Deal with your attitude?" I said with a mean smirk on my way out of the kitchen.

"No! Wait a second!" he used his vampire speed to stand before me. "I'll make you breakfast. Just help me."

"What will you cook?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Scrambled eggs?"

"I want waffles."

"Waffles?"

"Uhm. With cherry jam, whipped cream, and strawberries."

"You're going to be fat."

"And very happy. You don't want me to be happy?" I gave him my best puppy eyes.

"Alright, alright. Three waffles then." he agreed, heading to the cooker.

"Six." I corrected him, sitting down at the kitchen island across from him to watch him cook my food.

"Seriously?" he gave me an incredulous look.

"I told you. I'm hungry."

"My God, watch over your future husband."

"And his bank account." Kol burst out laughing as he started cooking my breakfast. "So? What can I help you?"

"It worked. I have a real date with Davina."

"Congratulations." I nodded as I poured myself a glass of orange juice.

"Thank you. But now, as she said yes, I have to make this day unforgetable and amazing."

"I'm starting to worry about you. Are you feeling fine? How many fingers do you see?" I asked, showing him two fingers in front of his face. He snorted, pushing my hand away.

"This is very funny, but I need your help."

"Why me? I mean, you have two older sisters and two older brothers who have probably been in many more relationships than me. They know how to flirt better than me." I inquired, feeling uncomfortable about assisting a 1,000-year-old vampire in picking up a girl when the number of my ex-boyfriends was limited to only one.

"Oh, you'd be surprised…" he says, looking at me with a little smile. "Maybe they have some... romantic experience, but they are over a thousand years old. And Davina is from these times, like you. You know what I'm trying to say?"

"Usually? No. But let's say this time I understand that you called your sibling pensioners. So, tell me something about your girl. I need to know her likes."

~•♤♤♤•~

*After some time*

"I think that's all." he handed me my food, looking at me expectantly.

"Well... I think you shouldn't take her on your first date to any fancy restaurant, cinema, or theater."

"Then what?"

"You're a good cook. Make her something and go boating on the river at night. You know stars and constellations, tell her about them after dinner. But don't make yourself a genius, women usually don't like this."

"Do you think that's enough?"

"You can scatter rose petals on the deck and decorate it with lights. But definitely don't take the poor girl to Paris, or you'll overwhelm her. Save something special for significant dates, like big anniversaries or something."

"You sure?"

"Trust me, women like it when a man makes an effort. She'll be delighted if you do everything yourself. A pampered vampire prince flying around town to fulfill her every little whim and do something special for her? She will love it."

"Vampire prince?"

"Please... like your family doesn't act like royalty."

"Does that mean I'm the king, love?" Klaus came to the kitchen with a little girl in his arms. God. This man looked too hot while he was holding a child.

"Absolutely not. But this sweetheart in your arms is a true princess. Yes, Hope?" I asked, giggling, when she started laughing after I tickled her. I was so fascinated by the sweet child that I didn't notice the look a holding her hybrid was giving me.

"If I remember correctly, this is not your babysitting week. Have you been stealing her from Hayley for three days because you missed her, or do you have another reason, brother?" Kol asked, snapping me out of my trance. This child could easily charm people around her.

"Did you steal her?" I asked indignantly.

"I am her father, love." he replied, looking at me offended.

"What's your point?"

"I can't steal my own child."

"Well, since you don't get along too well with her mother, I believe you can. Did he steal you, angel?" I asked her as she started to grab my hair in her little hand, forcing Klaus to lower himself to my level so the little princess wouldn't fall out of his arms.

"No, I don't. Hayley knows where she is. You two don't have to worry." I gave him a chair so he could sit next to me and not have to do gymnastics with the little troublemaker he held.

He sat her on his lap so she had better access to my bracelets, which turned out to be her next interest. I giggled as I watched her mumble over the pendant of a silver witch flying on a broomstick towards a diamond moon. A birthday present from her father. Talking about the hybrid, he also probably appreciated the selection of my jewelry.

"May you be more like your mother, sweetheart. It would have saved her a lot of nerves." I said to her, taking the pendant away just as it was about to go to her mouth. She screamed something in her language and grabbed my finger instead, trying to drop it with her gums.

"She must have been teething." I thought, not even noticing the gentle, lovely gaze the hybrid was giving me while holding the baby.

"She has the look of the devil in her eyes. That's all me, love." I shifted my gaze to the girl's father.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"I think we already talked about nights and beds. Did you reconsider my invitation?" he asked, smiling and leaning closer to me.

"Don't talk to me like that with a little baby in your arms. It may be traumatizing for her. Just like for me." I replied, pretending to tremble with disgust.

Kol's snort reminded both of us of his presence.

"I told you, Nik. The baby trick doesn't work on her when your baby is cuter than you. You have to find another way into her cold heart."

"Don't you have a girl to chase?" I asked, shooting him a stern look. Did each of them have to be joking about our improbable romance?

"Actually, I do Y/N." Kol came over to us, kissed Hope on the cheek, and did the same to me. Klaus's quiet growl didn't go unnoticed. "Bye darling!"

"Stop calling me like that, you're a taken man!" I shouted after him. "Idiot. What?" I asked the hybrid, who was staring at me with a strange, unfamiliar look in his eyes.

"H e did you breakfast?" he asked with a cold, impassive tone, trying to cover his emotion.

"Yeah. He wanted help, so I made him do something useful in return."

"Oh, I see. Were that cheek kiss and "taken man" talk also part of your generous help." his resentment became more audible in his voice with each passing second. He was angry. But why the fuck?

"What's wrong with you? Kol and I are friends if you expect me to act like we don't..."

"Are you two just friends?" he immediately cut me off, not caring to hear what I was about to say.

"No. We're secretly married, and I'm expecting his child. I'm madly in love with him." I said sarcastically as I was about to leave the kitchen. I didn't like the direction this conversation was going.

"Y/N." Mikaelson's firm tone of voice and the use of my name instead of his usual "love" told me he wasn't joking or playing a game after all.

I turned and took a step closer to him, so our chests met. Hope's legs were hitting me a little as she waved them around, muttering something under her breath. His eyes were all on mine. Unwanted shivers ran through me.

"Kol fell for your town witch, Davina. I helped him plan a fantastic date. That's all. Don't misinterpret our actions. That's how we talk to each other. But even if we were something more, it wouldn't be your business. I'm not your toy that you can appropriate."

"I've never said you are. Don't misinterpret my actions."

"Are you using my own words against me?"

"I don't know, love. Did I?"

He gave me a challenging look, occasionally lowering his gaze to my lips. I stood there, never thinking about how close we were until his nose brushed mine. I couldn't give him the satisfaction of backing out. He'd never kiss me anyway, would he? We did a lot of stuff, true, but a real kiss was something neither of us could do as part of our "game." At least that's how I explained my suppressed desire to be close to him.

"NIKLAUS!" Elijah's yell immediately pulled us apart. I cleared my throat, reaching out to take the little one from him.

"I'll take her to the park. Maybe we even go to the playground, what do you think, Hope? Do you want to swing with auntie Y/N?"

"I'll try my best to come to you two as fast as I can." he said, and gave me his child.

He took a moment to look at both of us, and before he left, he kissed Hope on the head. Little bastard had to give me a "goodbye kiss" in the exact same place as Kol did. And just to be clear, I wasn't blushing.

Blood just suddenly ran into my face and made me red like a tomato. Just it. It had nothing to do with a kiss from the original.

~•♤♤♤•~

3rd PERSON POV

"I hope you had a good reason to call for me, because I was that close to finally making this little, stubborn witch kiss me."

Klaus ran into a library to meet his elder brother. It appeared that he wasn't alone. Kol was right behind Elijah, proudly smiling at him. That little bastard tricked him.

"What's going on here?"

"Kol told me about your..."

"Using our niece to flirt with Y/N. How do you plead from that?" Kol chimed in on his older brother's words.

"I'm not going to talk with you about my relationship with Y/N."

"Which, by the way, doesn't exist at all." the blond man moved towards his younger brother, but the oldest Mikaelson's hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Behave yourselves. Both of you."

"I'm sorry, brother, but as you can see, he's the one who has consistently sabotaged my plans for Y/N. Make him behave himself." he pointed an accusing finger at Kol.

"I'm trying to save you from making the great mistake of your life. As much as I love Y/N, she doesn't fit our lifestyle. If you started to date her, you'd put her in the middle of our enemies, old, crazy witches who want to kill us, or even worse, your ex-girlfriends. You'll ruin her, and she deserves something more than our family drama."

"And you, Elijah? Do you share his opinion?"

"It doesn't matter. We just... want you to reconsider your plans before it's too late."

"Yeah. Let's take Hayley as an example. She didn't end up well after a night with you. Or... both of you." Kol stopped as he saw his brothers' angry look. "Alright, that was the wrong example, but you know what I mean. She's just a human with superpowers. She wouldn't put up with all the pain that comes with being a Mikaelson."

"Yes? Then what would you say about Davina? Is she strong enough? How is she different from Y/N?"

"She was born here. From the beginning, she grew up among witches. Y/N has known our world for only 4 years. That's a short time even for a mortal."

"When exactly did you become the voice of reason in our family? I thought it was Elijah's responsibility."

"Well, someone has to, as long as he's enchanted by Petrova's charm. By the way, you're no better than him."

The hybrid was about to throw a dagger at the brazen original, but his phone rang. He gave his brother his most terrifying look and went out of the room, taking the call.

"Oh my god, I miraculously escaped this. I'm never playing bad cop in your plan again, Petrova!"

"Do you think it will really work?" Elijah asked, completely ignoring his brother's nervous outburst.

"Of course, honey. We all know that he hated when someone tried to control him or give him an order. He'll run straight to her and admit his feelings right after he deals with the new vampire group. Let's hope Y/N finally tells him how she really feels about him." Katerina stepped out of the shadows, embracing her fiancé before kissing him on the cheek (to Kol's groan of disgust).

"How did you know where he went?"

"I could convince Rebekah to turn some vampires against Klaus and Marcel to keep them busy for the rest of the afternoon. Which will give me enough time to implement plan B."

"Which is?"

"What kind of matchmaker would I be if I told you before anything really happened? Trust me, they will be officially together on the day of our wedding at the latest." she said, then kissed the smiling original passionately, not caring that they had company in the room.

"Ugh! That's too much, even for me. Get a room or something before another innocent soul sees that. Before I go. Are we still on for tonight?"

"Yes. Me and Rebekah will help you with this date, but we are not cooking. Only decorate."

"Thanks. Play nice and use protection!" he shouted as he left, causing his brother to blush. Katerina laughed, kissing the vampire's rosy cheek.

"Wanna help me set up your stupid brother with Y/N?" she inquired, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

"Why exactly are you helping him? I thought you hated him?"

"Well, besides wanting to score points in your eyes and be able to point it out to him every chance I get, I think it would be nice to have Y/N with us permanently. She's a good friend."

"It's nice to see that you're starting to think not only about yourself but also about others around you." he replied, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Well, if you come upstairs with me, I can show you how much I think about others… pleasure."

"Are we alone?"

"Mhmm..." the original picked her up in bridal style, causing the younger vampire to laugh as he carried her up the stairs.

~•♤♤♤•~

Y/N POV

Damon called me for the fourth time that day. I have been successful at ignoring him and playing with Hope. At least until Katherine didn't join us and took my phone to hang him up.

"What does he want? I thought your group fell apart?" she asked, putting my phone back in my pocket.

"Well... let's say we are on a break." I said, trying to get my hair out of Hope's grip to set the girl on the swing.

"Do they know where you are?"

"No. Actually, I only wrote to Bonnie to say that I'm safe and she doesn't have to worry about me."

Now that I think about it, none of them took an interest in my fate. Only Bonnie. On the other hand, it didn't bother me at all. I already had people who cared about me.

Damon called again, causing Kat to grimace in annoyance.

"Please, can I pick up your phone and tell him to fu..."

"Katherine! There're children here!" I cut her off before the curse reached Hope's ears. Klaus would kill me if his daughter's first words were "fuck".

"Atherine!" I froze in place, stopping swinging the girl. Now, I think he'd rather hear that her first word was curse than Katherine.

"Ha ha. You should see your face!" the woman laughed as she continued swinging Hope.

"But... how... when... What?" I mumbled, still in shock.

"Please, I taught her my name a long time ago. That's how I won Kol's collection of wine." I felt a stone fall from my heart. I was safe. "But this is the first time she told it in front of someone other than me and Kol, so... I don't think that Klaus knew." a mischievous smirk grew on her face. Well, I guess I'll be dead after all.

"No. Absolutely not. It'll break his heart if he hears that's her first word." I stopped the swing and crouched down to be at Hope's height. "C'mon Hope. Say daddy."

"Y/N... continue like that, and Klaus would rather listen to you calling him daddy than his own child." Katherine began to tease, making my face flush uninvitedly. If I was screwed anyway, why did she have to kick me down?

"Stop it. It's a serious situation. I took her for a walk, what should I do when we return and she starts calling your name?!"

"Well, if you try to use this daddy line on him..."

"Katherine!" I stood up and yelled at the laughing vampire.

"Atherine!" she cried, waving her arms happily.

"No sweetheart. Dad. Daddy. Dada. Dad." I knelt in front of the baby once again, practically begging her to help me in my unfair battle with amused Katherine.

"That's not how you teach a child."

"And how should I know that? I'm 20 with no siblings. Hope is the first child I care for. Thinking about that, I'm surprised that Klaus even gave her to me."

"From the first seconds of her life, this little one has had a 24-hour survival school. One afternoon with an inexperienced aunt wouldn't kill her." She stopped seeing how upset I was. She took my arm and made me look into her eyes. "Hey. Do not panic. Nothing happened. I will teach her, and Klaus will never know. You don't have to worry."

"Are you sure?" I asked, looking at her unconvincingly.

"I did it once. I can do it again. In the meantime, you can go pick up alcohol for the wedding from the bar across the street."

"Did you order alcohol from the bar? Doesn't your fiancé happen to have an age-old collection of all sorts of liquors?"

"Yes, but it is not an inexhaustible well. Kol insisted that we have to start restocking our supplies this year, and for every bottle we take, he makes us add new ones. It's not my fault that moron likes a special recipe that they only make at this particular bar."

"The Mikaelsons and their picky palates." I mumbled under my breath, kissing Hope's head before leaving her alone with aunt Katherine.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I left the playground. If Klaus finds his daughter with Katherine, at least she'll be to blame for the little girl shouting her name in fascination.

Or he'll have a heart attack. Maybe it's better to warn him.

Hello half-wolfie. I just want to let you know that the little princess is with Her Majesty. Don't get mad when you see them two - I have to go and take care of the wedding (which you're not helping me with at all, Mr. Best Man). I'm getting alcohol and rings, so you're responsible for flowers and food. Good luck! :)

Mr. Big Ego: I hope you know what you're doing. Also, if flowers and food aren't a woman's thing to do?

I'll turn a blind eye to this horrible sexist discrimination just because you're probably miles away and my magic won't reach you. Back to the topic. You're an artist, and you have a pretty good sense of style, so I believe you'll do just fine. Besides, you're quite handsome. Use your charm on the women, and they'll do the job for you.

Mr. Big Ego: Thanks for the advice, I'm just trying to use it in case you hadn't noticed. ;)

My God, are you getting senile blindness? I wrote that you're "quite handsome," not "incredible hot." You've got to find a desperate woman, so go and do your job, because I'm not going to do shitwork for you, LOVE. :-*

Mr. Big Ego: I'd rather read how you call me that under other circumstances... :-/

Take what they give you.

Mr. Big Ego: We both know I can get a lot more out of you. Like those tempting, little moans a couple days ago...

Don't you happen to have something urgent to do, your grace?

Mr. Big Ego: Nothing is more important than you (and Hope). Until we meet again, my love. <3

"Boyfriend?" woman's voice brought me back to earth. I looked around, realizing I was under the bar and blocking the entrance. I was annoyed that I couldn't stop smiling since I began writing to the hybrid.

"He wishes." I replied as I put my phone away and entered the bar.

I headed straight for the bar, hoping to settle this as soon as possible and get back to my girls. I loved Katherine, but the desire to spite Klaus might outweigh her good-natured offer. I wanted to make sure she didn't teach Hope anything terrible (like "Kol," for example).

Fortunately, the bar wasn't that crowded, so I was able to get to the barmaid without any problems.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. My friend ordered some of your drinks for her wedding. I promised her I would get them. It should be booked for Petrova or Mikaelson."

"Oh yes. I know. I am Cami. It's nice to finally meet you. After all the stories I've heard about you, I feel like we've known each other for a long time."

"Klaus' psychotherapist? I thought it was at least a full-time job." the blonde giggled.

"Let's say he's making progress."

"Which doesn't explain how you know me. Is Klaus talking about me all the time, again and again? I must be the real bane of his existence."

"Actually, he's very fond of you."

"Fond of me? In what universe?"

"Wanna have a drink?"

My first thought was to say no, but the barmaid poured me a drink before I could decline her offer.

Maybe one drink won't hurt me.

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"Have you never been in love?" Cami asked after serving me another tequila.

In those few hours (and probably 2 bottles used to make me a drink) the blonde went back to the topic of Klaus's untrue feelings for me. Forcing me, in a way, to talk about my love conquests. I was sure that they were not as diverse and interesting as hybrids.

"I was. Long time ago. We did all these stupid, cheesy things together. Stargazing in the forest on top of his car, swimming in the lake at night, dancing in the rain. He was my date at prom. We even won the king and queen contest. But the point is that my personal experience tells me that loving him wasn't worth it at all."

"And why is that?"

"Because my boyfriend—the man I'd been dating since we were ten years old—broke up with me via fucking SMS on my 18th birthday."

"Oh."

"Yes. Oh. And please don't give me any therapist speech about that: "He was the problem, not me." I got over him a long time ago." I said, taking a sip of my drink to avoid her sympathetic gaze.

"Then why don't you want to give a chance to someone new?" I mean, it's been proven that a new relationship and crush can aid in the healing of broken hearts."

"Well, I'm assuming you can't heal something that doesn't exist anymore. Also I don't need any new love in my life; I have my friends, and they are giving me enough of it."

"For now, but what will happen if one day you would like to have your own family? A person who'll choose you above everything else in their life?"

"Please, don't even tell me that Klaus fits into this "ideal" husband-to-be for me." the woman sighed, rubbing her forehead. I smiled victoriously, knowing that I had won over Klaus' therapist and that Katherine's little ruse had failed.

"To be honest, I shouldn't do that, but desperate times and all of that." the blonde took out a small dictaphone from her pocket and played a recording after a few clicks. "A week before Elijah and Katherine's engagement party."

"All right. Let's talk about something else. How do you feel about your brother getting married to Katherine?"

"Stupid question. Of course I'm happy for him. Even if his partner leaves much to be desired."

"Well, I've heard something different."

"And what exactly?"

"That you're grumpier than usual and growl at every poor soul around you. There are also many stories in the city about you. You've gone mad because you're secretly in love with Katherine, and that's why you don't want them to get married. But my personal favorite is that you tried to steal the ring from Elijah and sell it on Amazon."

"I admit I was more… moody in the passing days, but all is well now. I'm really happy for them. Very."

"Are you sure your mood swings have nothing to do with Y/N?"

"Veto."

"Come on. We need to finally talk about her. It's the perfect time."

"You're not going to let this topic go, are you?"

"Not as long as she is an important person in your life. Rebekah told me she had an impact on you. You tried to be a better man for her! I thought only Hope had that power over you."

"Do not say that. She'd be overjoyed to learn she has any power over me."

"Would it be wrong if she listened to how important she is to you?"

"Y/N and I are… complicated. We actually never say nice things to each other. I don't even know why Rebekah told you about her."

"Your sister said you loved her. You still do. Even after a year without receiving a single call, text, or email from her. I also saw her portraits in your art room. And pencil sketches. Maybe even some sculptures…"

"I see what you're saying, but it's not my fault she's… unimaginably, incredibly beautiful. I'm just admiring her charm. As an artist, it's my duty to try to capture the depths of her eyes. Or her sweet smile when she is laughing at stupid little things she admires. That's true. I have many pictures of her, because despite my tireless efforts, I have not succeeded in presenting her beauty in a proper way. There are no paints that match the color of her eyes and hair, not even talking about her probably soft, delicate skin. No canvas big enough for her portrait will ever make me forget her or stop imagining her every time I close my eyes. She is always in my darkest nightmares or in my sweetest dreams. Every single day, she steals my thoughts, so that sometimes I find myself thinking that she is here, chasing me around my own city to make me want her more than I already do. I'm disgusted at how easily I succumbed to the magic of her charm. And the worst part is that she didn't even have to use her power to make me enchanted with herself. It looks like she has to mess with me even when she isn't around."

"I think it's enough." she said, pausing. I stared at the recorder for a good few minutes, analyzing what I had just heard. "I'll leave you with that for a while and see if Steve has already sent you crates of alcohol. Take your time."

I took a sip of my tequila. It's impossible for him to have feelings for me, right? He has a child, a city to rule, and I… I'm only 20. I don't have so much on my mind, and I wouldn't find myself in a life like his. It's something else to spend here a month than… half of my life. And even if I wanted to be with him (assuming we really love each other), I would have to become a vampire.

As if my life wasn't already complicated enough without knowing the hybrid's supposed feelings for me.

At least it can't get any worse.

"Y/N? Is that you?" Fuck. I take that back.

"Tom." I said after I turned to the place where his voice had come from. My worst fears came true.

"It's you."

"Yeah. It's me." I replied, not sharing his delight and amazement. Meeting my ex was the last thing I wanted to do after hearing Camille's recording. As if I didn't have a mess in my head anyway.

"It's good to see you."

"You don't have to lie." I replied, turning back to the bar. Not trusting his words even a little bit.

"I'm not. To be honest I… I missed you."

"What?" I asked, eyeing him properly for almost two years.

He has changed. His dark hair, which was always combed and slicked back, was tousled in all directions, adding charm and feistiness to him. He had a slight stubble on his face, and judging by the obvious fatigue on his face, life had not been kind to him either.

"Can we go somewhere private and... you know, talk?" he asked tentatively, trying to grab my hand, but I pulled away from him.

"I'm sorry, but you're like, two bloody years late. We have nothing to talk about." I got up, intending to leave the bar as soon as it was possible, so I could free myself from him. What happened in the past should remain in the past. There was no point in re-entering the same river.

"Y/N! Wait a second, please! I know I screwed up then, but please, let me at least tell you why I had to do what I've done."

"The thing is... I don't care about it, Thomas. You abandoned me in the darkest, most difficult period of my life, when I desperately needed someone to care for me, without so much as a blink of your eye. You didn't have to explain this then, so I don't want to listen to it right now."

"I did it for your safety!"

"My safety?! Please spare me that pathetic excuse. You had two years to come up with something really good, and you went with: "I did it for your safety."

"Two years ago I turned to vampire, Y/N. Ripper to be precise."

"What? But who turned you? Damon?" I asked in shock, not believing that my sweet, darling Thomas could ever turn into one of them.

"I had an accident that was quite dangerous. I was on the edge of life, so they gave me vampire blood in the hospital to help me heal, but… it didn't go right. I woke up hours ago with that uncontrollable hunger. I could only think about human blood. I was too scared to get close to you or anyone else. Damon helped me get out of town, he sent me here so I could learn how to control myself."

"He didn't tell me anything. Not even a little word. And he had known all along when he saw me crying on his brother's shoulder." if I was angry at Damon before, I am mad as hell at him now. This son of a bitch didn't deserve any help from me.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I tought it'd be easier for you to forget about me if I... broke your heart."

"Do not flatter yourself. It takes so much more to break it. You weren't even close enough."

"I should know. You've always been the strongest person I've ever met."

"Don't act like you still care about me." I growled, moving backward with each step he took towards me, until I hit the wall behind me.

"Y/N. I have no idea what you've been through these two years, but all I know is that when I was gone, all I could find myself thinking about—all I could remind myself of my old life—was you and our time together. I've never stopped loving you, Y/N. I don't think I could ever do. But I had to leave. Otherwise, I could hurt you. Only here could I learn to control myself and my primal hunger for blood. The mere fact that somehow, from all places in the world, you found yourself here proves that we are meant for each other."

"Stop it. You can't just show up after a year and tell me all of this as if nothing happened. You left me. You break up with me by fucking SMS. Did you even know how it hurt me? You, of all people, promised me that we... we would last forever. And I believed you. I don't think I could ever trust you again."

"I know, honey. I know I fucked up, but all I can do right now is prove to you that I would never, ever leave you and hurt you like this again. Just give us one more chance."

"And what if I have someone? What if I've already found the one man who would never even consider hurting me? Who would rather tear the world apart than see me in pain?" I asked, staring hard into his eyes.

"Do you truly have that someone, honey?" he replied, rubbing a tear from my cheek with his thumb that had unknowingly flown from my eye.

"I... I..." I really would. But I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell him what I really want.

Before I could answer him, the dark-haired man came closer to me and connected our lips in a tender, longing kiss. I shivered as, for no reason, I felt watched.

What was truly terrifying to me was that I didn't feel anything but guilty. But I shouldn't be... right? I was a free, single woman.

Then why did I feel like I was doing something wrong? Why didn't I have any butterflies around my first love? Why all I could think about was how much better Klaus' lips would be on mine?

"Please, don't give up on us." he said, resting his brow on mine.

"Tommy I... I..." Why didn't I feel anything?

"Y/N? Are you okay?" I was almost glad to hear Camille's confused, worried voice. She must have noticed my red eyes from crying and possibly my makeup smudged by tears.

"Yes. Thomas was leaving, right?"

"Here. If you changed your mind." he slipped a piece of paper into my hand and kissed my forehead before obediently leaving the bar.

"Who was that guy? Does he hurt you? Should I call…"

"No! There's no need. Tom would never hurt me. Not deliberately." I cut her off before she could say HIS name. I didn't need another dose of confusion in my head.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I will come home. I think that's enough excitement for one day."

"Okay. I'll call you tomorrow. Just to check if everything is fine."

"There's no need." I responded, unaccustomed to the other's concern about me.

"You know I'm a good friend too. Not just a pseudo-therapist for a bloodthirsty millennial vampire." I smiled involuntarily, feeling some of my overwhelming emotion disappear after her little joke.

"I'll remember that for next time."

"Bye Y/N! It was nice to finally meet you." I waved to her as I crossed the exit from the bar.

As I turned to head towards the mansion, I noticed someone hiding in the darkness and staring at the bar's window. Someone who was as broken as I never imagined he could be.

Shit. He saw us. But why did I care?

And then, when our eyes met, I knew that my decision about me and Thomas would be much harder than I had previously thought. And it was at this point in our game that Klaus and I had to finally define who we had to be to each other. It would be the hardest choice of my life.

A terrible (but true) thought crossed my mind.

I'm a freaking Elena Gilbert.

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Hi everyone! I just wanted to thank you for every heart and follow; I really appreciate it. <3 For anyone who is interested, this "story" will have like 5 or 6 parts in total.

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Could you make something like where klaus' girlfriend/wife is really attractive and all of his enemies want her(like lucien or tristan)?

Everybody wants to steal my girl

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x reader Summary: Klaus (and you) have been struggling with hybrid's jealousy for 1,000 years. It doesn't help that you're stunningly beautiful and that all his enemies want to steal you from him. But Klaus will not let his wife ever leave his side—or worse, lose her feelings for him. Even if he is "slightly" insecure about himself. Warning(s): jealous Klaus, jealous reader, a bit smut (I think) but not 18+, Klaus being an insecure puppy Word count: 7k I guess

She's been my queen since we were sixteen, we want the same things We dream the same dreams, alright, alright?

Klaus stormed into the abattoir in a rage. He promised himself that he would rip Lucien's heart out of his chest as soon as the circumstances were right, making sure he had suffered enough for his heinous act beforehand.

Klaus was the only one who could flirt with his wife.

He'd have to make sure that this pathetic creature got the message the next time they met. Lucien had condemned his life to death anyway, but Klaus might have had the pity to spare him from his creative torture.

Y/N didn't like it when he got blood on the floor. And when their daughter Hope came into the world, she tried to keep the violence around her to a minimum. Which didn't mean Klaus shouldn't fight every potential suitor of his baby's mother. Hope would agree with him if she was old enough.

When he calmed down, he decided to look into the room of their miracle child. He smiled, leaning against the doorframe as he saw Y/N putting their daughter to sleep. She sang an Old Norse lullaby they both knew from their human days.

Klaus flashed back to the days when he was just a teenager, head over heels in love with the daughter of their village chief. Then he wouldn't even have had a chance to hold her hand in public. His family was lower in the village hierarchy, which meant he could only dream of marrying a(n) Y/N. Which didn't stop them from falling in love. And turning her into a vampire with the Mikaelson siblings—the only thing he owed to his mother.

They both wanted and dreamed of the same thing: being together. They've had their ups and downs over the past thousand years, but they've always stayed together. She was the only person in their family that Klaus had never stabbed. Besides, he couldn't. She was a hybrid, just like him. After breaking his curse, it turned out that their lost dreams of having a family together weren't all that lost. Hope appeared. And they both hoped she wouldn't be their only child. But first, they had to deal with their enemies.

Klaus knew he would do anything to protect his girls. And in moments like this—when Y/N smiled softly at him, holding their sleeping daughter in her arms—he knew that his efforts were damn well worth the hard work and sleepless nights.

His wife might just not be so irresistibly, wonderfully beautiful at every fucking moment of the day. It would have saved him a lot of nerves and fits of jealousy every time someone flirted with his goddess.

"Tough day?" Y/n asked, placing her hand on his cheek. Klaus didn't even notice when she approached him.

"It's better since I've seen you, love." he murmured, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his chest to bury his nose in her delightfully fragrant hair.

Klaus adored every inch of her.

I know, I know, I know for sure Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

On days like this, Klaus was more murderous than usual.

Y/N knew full well that after agreeing to Tristan's polite request for a dance, Klaus was going to explode tonight. Not that she wanted to dance with the brother of a bitch who wanted to take her husband. Tristan's compliments to her, or even the subtle hints of his attraction to her, weren't pleasant to her either.

That was the plan: she was to distract Tristan while Klaus and Freya searched their house. The only thing Elijah didn't take into account was Klaus' enormous tendency to get jealous every time he touched her or received a compliment from another man.

Y/N could have sworn she saw Kol in the crowd eating a pack of popcorn, waiting for things to happen.

So she wasn't surprised when Klaus appeared at one point, snatching her from Tristan's arms with a warning growl. Or that he later marked her neck carefully and every inch of her body that had been contaminated by another man's hands.

Y/N was HIS and no one could ever change that. Not when he was around.

Elijah then burst into your room, being very annoyed at his brother's behavior. But honestly? He should have known better than to hope Klaus wouldn't give in to his jealousy. Tristan was lucky he didn't rip his hands off on the spot. On that day, the second of their first-turned vampires handed down a death sentence. Klaus wouldn't let anyone steal his wife.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

The cup of bitterness overflowed in Klaus when Lucien approached you on your annual "wedding anniversary" date. Yes, Klaus dared to show enough of his sentimental and tender side to declare this day a national holiday. No murders and no bodies on this day - that's what he promised you thousands of years ago.

But when he brought your order to the table and saw Lucien shamelessly flirting with you in front of him, inviting you for a drink at his suite, he seriously considered breaking that oath.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do that. He would rather avoid your wrath.

So instead, he walked over to your table with a sly, confident smirk, put the food on the table, and, grabbing your chin, pulled you close to kiss you passionately in front of the vampire.

He was marking his territory.

You smiled as Niklaus ignored Lucien's awkward grunt, only kissing you fiercely. He only let you go when he was sure your lips were swollen enough from his kiss. He smirked at your slightly disheveled state.

"Were you very bored without me, love?" he asked, playing with your hair.

"I kept her company, Klaus." the hybrid winced at Lucien's voice. He mustered up all the rest of his patience and turned his head, acknowledging the vampire's presence.

"Oh really? I didn't notice you, Lucien. You can go now." he brushed him off, turning back to you. Disgust in his gaze gave way to pure adoration. You were always amazed at how quickly you could change his mood with just your presence.

"Nik, sweetheart, it's very inappropriate to talk like that to our oldest friends, isn't it? Lucien, darling, we'll continue our conversation someday. You have to forgive me, but I promised my grumpy husband that I would focus all my attention on him today." you excused the two of you with a cute smile. Lucien just nodded, blushing.

You grabbed Klaus' arm and pulled him out of the bar before he lunged at the vampire.

"Niklaus, my heart and soul, you know I'm only yours, right?" you asked, kissing his cheek to stifle the surge of his jealousy.

"Yes. Which doesn't mean that this creature knows it too. And I'm not grumpy." he grunted, the furrow of irritation on his forehead deepening as he remembered Lucien's sweet words to you. He wanted to vomit as soon as you answered him in an equally nice and polite tone. "Every enemy of mine has a crush on you anyway; even my father doesn't feel disgusted and murderous toward you."

"Yes? You should have seen Aurora's face when she passed us a few minutes ago. She must have sent Lucien here to spoil our evening."

"Wait a minute, love... is that why you've drawn me to this very nice, unexpected, passionate, mind-blowing kiss in the middle of the street?" he asked with an incredulous smirk, watching with satisfaction as a treacherous blush crept onto your cheeks.

"What am I supposed to say? You're as territorial in this relationship as I am. Besides, we don't want to give our enemies the false impression that we see anything but each other, do we?"

"It's good to know you get jealous of me from time to time too, love."

"Time to time? Please, have you seen yourself in the mirror? I'm still at war with all these horny women who want to steal you from me. Such cheekbones, wonderful eyes, and an English accent are the dreams of many."

"Maybe, but I'm probably the one who chases away the most suitors out of the two of us. You have no idea how many people have had a crush on you over the centuries."

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

There was going to be a celebration of the summer solstice in their village. Young Klaus was just waiting for you to sneak out with him after the ceremonial rites for your own celebration.

You've been courting each other for over three years now, and today Klaus was finally going to pluck up the courage (with the help of Elijah and Rebekah and Kol's teasing) to propose to you. The ring was safely in his pocket, and the sword was well hidden where the two of you were supposed to spend a romantic evening.

Everything was planned and ready. Nothing could go wrong today. He anticipated and ready for every circumstance, and his mother (the only one of your parents who knew about this secret relationship) promised him to keep his father away from your tryst's place.

But it never occurred to him that another man would try to steal you away from him.

Thor Ragnarsson, the strongest and most powerful young warrior from their village, has been dancing with you since the beginning of the night. And it didn't seem like he was going to let you go that easily, and after the rumors he heard from Kol, Klaus found out that the man wanted to court you.

Klaus had a panic attack. How could he—weak, one of the many sons of a lesser warrior—compete with such a man for your hand? Thor could give you much more than he can. He was stronger, richer, more famous, and handsomer... No. He couldn't think like that. Not when you were destined for each other by fate, stars, spirits, gods, or whatever was watching over you. He had to do something, and fast, before that son of a bitch charms you and you forget the boy who wrote you poems and painted your portraits on the bark of trees.

Klaus may not have been the strongest, but he had something that many of their villagers lacked. He had the cunning, brains, and skill of the best assassin. He will snatch you from this brute's clutches. But first he'll have to figure out how to do it (and take control of the deepening feelings of jealousy that clouded his good judgment.)

Thor only had two weaknesses. Beautiful women and strong drinks. He doubted that he would get drunk so easily; they don't know each other, so even if he offered him something stronger to drink (with an admixture of sleeping herbs), he would probably refuse and sense Klaus' ruse. So he had to resort to Plan B.

"Rebekah!" he shouted, trying to find his sister in the dancing crowd. He found her pretty quickly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from talking to some man (whom he and Elijah needed to check out in the future) and dragged the protesting blonde to a place where they could watch you and Thor. "I need your help. Do you see this skunk who is talking to my Y/N? Please distract him so I and Y/N can run away from there. You know I wanted to propose to her tonight, and that lesser man is ruining my whole plan!"

"Couldn't you have asked Tatia? She would have helped you because of Elijah."

"They got out of here before Kol could scare off another woman. Please, Rebekah. Won't you do it for your favorite brother?"

"She better say yes." she sighed in defeat, threading herself into the dancing crowd. After a moment, she hit Y/N's partner and winked at Klaus. He didn't waste a second. He ran over to you and, making sure everyone was too busy to notice you, threw you over his shoulder and took you from there.

"Nik! You can put me down now." she laughed at him as they entered the forest. Klaus reluctantly set her down, immediately drawing her into a passionate kiss, which she eagerly returned. "What took you so long?"

"I had to make sure the inconvenience wouldn't bother us when we sneaked out."

"That inconvenience has a name. Besides, Thor's just my friend. We both know very well that my heart belongs to only one man in this village."

"And who is it, love?"

"Well, he's quite tall; he has blonde hair and beautiful, mesmerizing blue eyes; and he's artistically talented. I've never seen more beautiful things than the ones he's made, and he's soooo jealous of me, but that's only because he loves me and he's pretty insecure about himself. Thinking about it like that, I guess I should make sure he knows how much I desire and love him so he doesn't come up with some weird ideas. What do you think?"

"I think this man was born under a lucky star to be worthy of a miracle like you."

"I forgot to add that he charms me with his words like no one else." you murmured, placing a tender kiss on his lips, which accelerated the rhythm of your already madly beating hearts. He pushed you into a tree, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close, not wanting the world to let this moment between you ever end. You pulled away from him, placing your hand gently on his cheek. You smiled, looking at him with love in your eyes as he turned his head to kiss your hand. "I dare not agree with you. I'm the lucky one to have you, Niklaus. And believe me, nothing on this earth can change the way I love you. Nothing is even close enough to steal me from your safe, loving arms."

"So what do you say when..." he knelt down in front of you, trembling with nerves as he took a hand-made ring from his pocket. "Will I offer you my heart, soul, and body forever? You have my eternal devotion, loyalty, and love regardless of your answer, but know that it will be a real honor and a gift from the gods to call you my wife and to have a family with you. I want nothing more in this world than for you to be mine, Y/N. And I may not be the best choice; I am not very rich or strong, but I promise you that I will try to be the best husband for you."

"Oh, Niklaus, you stupid, insecure man... of course I will marry you!" you screamed with tears in your eyes, throwing yourself at him and knocking the two of you to the ground. You both laughed happily as you kissed each other's faces. Klaus gently slid the ring onto your finger.

One satisfying thought lingered in his mind as you both lounged in the field, embracing each other and watching the stars, talking about your future together.

She belongs to me.

Kisses like cream, her walk is so mean And every jaw drops when she's in those jeans, alright, alright? I don't exist if I don't have her The sun doesn't shine, the world doesn't turn, alright, alright?

"Any party you forgot to invite me to?" Klaus flinched at your pretentious, cold tone of voice. He turned away from the table to explain why Lucien, Aurora, and Tristan were sitting at the table with him and his brothers but fell silent, trying to keep his jaw from dropping.

"You look breathtaking as always, darling. Tristan and I missed having a beautiful woman at this table." Klaus stared murderously at Lucien as he kissed your hand, ignoring Aurora's offended snort. He knew you did it on purpose.

This morning, when he asked you to take Hope to visit Aunt Hayley for the day, you were wearing a completely different outfit. Now you were wearing those annoyingly tight jeans that showed off your curves perfectly, and you knew he loved them. Paired with a plunging neckline blouse, diamond jewelry, and little makeup, you looked like a goddess. Aurora could hide in the septic tank with her elegant, short dress.

You smirked at Aurora, sitting down between Lucien and Tristan, across from your husband. And that, too, was a deliberate ploy. You were out of reach of his hands to tease him with your beauty even more, regaling those idiots by your side with your heavenly presence. Klaus will make sure you pay for your little feat tonight.

He shot you a warning look as he noticed Lucien inching slightly closer to you, but you ignored him completely, smiling at some comment from the younger vampire.

Oh, yes, you will definitely be punished.

"Something wrong, sweetheart?" you asked him, knowing full well where his thoughts wandered.

"No. You're messing up the world order by fawning over this scoundrel instead of sitting next to me."

"Perfectly fine, love. Just admiring your beauty tonight."

"Only mine?" you asked, casually swirling her glass of wine and glancing meaningfully at Aurora, who tensed slightly under your gaze. You smiled meanly, ignoring Elijah's staring at you with irritation.

After failing to get anything meaningful out of Lucien (Klaus wouldn't let you get close enough to use his tricks), Elijah figured Aurora's weakness for Klaus could be exploited. But this time he didn't anticipate that you'd pick up on your husband's jealous behavior.

And you were much worse than the mighty hybrid.

"You know you're the only one I belong to, love." Klaus finally answered, shocking the younger vampires. They had never witnessed the world's deadliest vampire softly professing his love and devotion to you. You smiled sweetly at him, offering him your hand, which he kissed without hesitation. You shot a malicious, defiant look at Aurora.

They thought he had you wrapped around his finger, but it turns out to be quite the opposite...

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

"Cheer up, she's just talking to him and not even of her own free will, Nik." you heard Kol calming down your husband when you tried to get information from Lucien.

For some reason, a vampire who has been impersonating your husband over the years has fallen for your extraordinary beauty and become infatuated with you.

Elijah decided to try again and use this to your advantage, much to Klaus' displeasure and fury. This time, Elijah put his other younger brother on guard. Honestly, it was fun to watch Kol occasionally hold Klaus by his henley to keep him from running towards you.

But of the two evils, Kol preferred to fight Klaus' jealousy over yours. You have proven more than once that you are a more dangerous opponent than his already bloodthirsty brother.

"Are you alright, darling?" Lucien pulled you out of your thoughts as he looked at you with concern.

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hope's been getting on my nerves lately. She's so little, and she already has her dad's temper."

"A beautiful and caring woman like you deserves one night off." he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and placing a flower there in the process. You had to admit that it was a very sweet gesture. You blushed involuntarily, smiling shyly at the vampire. "Will you do me the honor?" he asked, extending his hand towards you. You really didn't want to flirt with him, but Elijah didn't give you much of a way out. You hoped Klaus knew that. But from the burning look you could feel in the back of your head as Lucien led you to the dance floor, you knew you were bound to have a fit of jealousy at home.

You just hoped no one would die until you were alone in the same room with your husband to ease his jealousy.

You glanced out of the corner of your eye at Kol and Klaus' hideout. You almost burst out laughing as you saw the two brothers jostling with each other as Kol was trying hard to hold Klaus by his henley.

"Bloody hell, calm down before I put a dog muzzle around your neck!" Kol hissed at him, deftly dodging Klaus' fangs as he tried to inject him with his werewolf venom.

Fortunately, Freya came and took control of them, thanks to which the rest of the night went without incident (except that Klaus barged in at the end of the party and, together with Kol, pretending to be drunk, laughed at their ball. The divas, as always, had to show up.)

You thought everything would be fine, but on the way back, Nik didn't say a word to you, only holding your hand in an iron grip as he put up with Kol's story about what a "jealous and rabid dog" he had been throughout the whole ball.

The son of a bitch only made him angrier and escaping to Davina at the first possible opportunity after you were parked under abattoir.

The rest of the siblings got out of the car quickly, leaving you and Klaus alone. You had to defuse the ticking time bomb that was your husband before it was too late, and also on your own.

"Nik..." you began in a sweet tone, but the man didn't even look up from your joined hands as he played with your wedding ring on your finger. "Nik, listen…"

"Do you regret your decision?"he blurted out, not letting you finish your sentence.

"What?" you asked, shocked about his unexpected, serious question.

You turned to him so you could get a better look at him. He was staring at your hands nervously. You could feel his grip tightening with every second of the tense silence between you two.

"Do you regret marrying me?" he asked in a trembling, rueful voice.

"Oh, Niklaus... my best friend, my king, my soulmate. How could I ever regret marrying my first, true, epic love?" you took his cheeks in your hands, making him look you in the eyes. "I love you. All of you. In your good and bad days, and nothing can change that. None knows me as well as you do. Nobody is even close to making me feel the way you have been making me feel for these last thousand years. You are my peace, my home, my security, my heart, and my everything. There could be a billion people asking for my hand, and I'll choose you again, and again, and again. You, our sweet Hope, and your siblings are the only ones I care about in this bloody world. I'm yours, Niklaus, and I'm not going anywhere in the following eternity."

"Good." he murmured, barely holding back tears, and pulled you into a needy kiss.

You grabbed his shoulders and straddled him, knowing full well that, after moments of uncertainty like this, he needed your tender, firm touch.

And with the uncles and aunts watching over your daughter, you were more than willing to take care of your insecure husband.

The next day you woke up alone in your bed, but in a room filled with various beautiful flowers… none of them were like the one Lucien had given you and Klaus had burned.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na

You lay in bed together, sleeping off the long weeks of fighting the de Martels and Lucien. You finally killed them, returning to that blissful, peaceful state. AND! Hope has gained a new Uncle Finn and Grandpa Ansel. And it looked like Aunt Davina would join your happy, crazy, Mikaelosn's bunch, thanks to Kol. Klaus allowed them to look after the baby under the watchful eye of Rebekah and Freya.

It'll probably be years before he trusts them enough to leave them alone with Hope, but that's just how your husband was.

Always a protector, a warrior, repelling any evil that could reach his loved ones.

"Stop thinking. Go back to sleep." he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

Lately, he has had a strange urge to stay very close to you. Maybe it's because spring is coming? You didn't want to ask him about his wolf side yet. He was fairly new to it and... shy. You were glad that now Ansel would be able to help him understand his other half.

"I thought we established a long time ago that I disobey your orders." you started to comb his hair, smiling as you heard him purr softly. He deserved to rest after bravely defending your family. You didn't know how much time you had left until another bomb exploded in your face.

"You could at least pretend to be a little obedient to your husband." he huffed, his eyes still closed.

"Me? Obedient? I thought you knew what you were taking, Mikaelson. Now, it's too late for any returns." you snorted, amused. Klaus graciously opened one eye, staring at you adoringly.

"I did. You're mine forever." he replied seriously, making your cheeks flush furiously and your heart speed up.

"Good." you whispered, placing a tender, short kiss on his lips.

"Good." he replied, cupping your cheeks and kissing you "properly" stealing your breath away. You enjoyed a moment to yourselves, touching each other tenderly, grounding in the familiar feeling of another's lips.

You two needed it after weeks of jealousy and uncertainty on both sides. Reminders that nothing and no one can take each other away. You belonged to him as much as he belonged to you. Soul and body.

You still were kissing as Klaus slid his hand down your neck, breasts, and belly and started to lift your shirt, making you shiver every time your bare skin made brief contact with his fingertips.

Suddenly, Hope's cry came from downstairs, effectively breaking the moment between the two of you. Klaus groaned, resting his forehead against yours.

"Your daughter is calling us."

"And since when is she just my daughter?"

"Since she's been demanding our attention purely because of her current mood. You spoiled her, Nik, and she's not even 4."

"I know another woman I've spoiled, and she's not complaining about it at all. Maybe that's not a bad thing."

"Just bring her here. I need her too." you backed out, knowing full well you couldn't win this fight. Thousands of dresses, jewelry, and your portraits painted by Klaus spoke clearly against you. Hope may have been spoiled by her dad, but over the past thousand years (and probably many more to come), your husband has made sure you get everything you want. Even a fucking star in the sky.

"As you wish, love." he murmured, kissing your forehead before going to fetch your daughter.

She knows, she knows that I never let her down before She know, she knows that I'm never gonna let take another take her love from me

Klaus couldn't let his guard down. You just had to attract everyone with your beauty. Even the Salvatore brothers. He wasn't worried about Damon. He was too smitten with Elena to even think about making a move to get your affection. But Stefan… the golden, Salvatore hero—who had some dark points in common with him but was definitely a better choice than him. Bloody hell, he would want him too, if he had to choose between himself and him. So he has to work really hard to prove to you that he may be better than Stefan.

It didn't help that the younger vampire was stealing you in front of him and dancing with you most of the time at his mother's ball.

Not also the fact that you were willing to let him lead you after Klaus argued with you about Esther's intentions. You sensed something wrong with her aura, but Klaus believed (or wanted to believe) that his mother meant well. That, like him, she wanted to reunite the family.

You guys argued pretty hard about it. And now you were dancing in the arms of his enemy, honoring him with your beauty, smile and attention.

The worst part of it all was that you didn't send him a single malicious smirk. You didn't tease him like you usually did after your fights. You didn't even notice him as he watched you doggedly, tipping another glass of champagne. His name probably never crossed your mind this evening.

He played with the wedding ring on his finger, watching carefully as Salavtore flirted with you in front of him. He promised himself that this time he wouldn't give in to his jealousy. He won't play by the rules of your game, and he won't play the jealous husband. You will come to him yourself and apologize to him.

At least that was the plan until he saw you take your wedding ring off.

This was too fucking much for him.

He set his glass down on the table and with a quick, slightly unsteady step, walked over to the two of you and twisted Stefan's arm, the exact one he had dared to touch your bare shoulder.

Salvatore groaned, drawing the attention of those around you. But you stood firm as you watched your husband break at least two of his bones. He released Stefan in disgust and grabbed your hand, dragging you through the crowd of onlookers to his studio - the only place where no one would dare disturb you.

"What the hell was that?!" he shouted, slamming the door behind the two of you in anger.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, sweetheart."

"For your own good, don't make me more mad than I already am, love."

"And you, for your own good, remember that I AM NOT the meek wife you can order around! I'm the hybrid, like you, an original. You have no power over me, wolfie, no one has."

"Are you sure, love?" he growled throatily, taking a big step towards her. You backed up until you hit the wall behind you. Klaus walked over to you, your chests rubbing against each other with every breath you took.

He suddenly kissed you aggressively, taking out all his anger and insecurity on you as he bit into your enticing mouth and began sucking the slowly oozing blood. He groaned at the sweet, addictive taste on his tongue.

With one hand, he untangles your complicated hairstyle and wraps your hair around his hand, tilting your head back. While he was busy fucking your neck with kisses, you took advantage of his distraction, digging your nails into his arms, taking revenge for biting your lip. He hissed, annoyed at your bratty attitude, and pressed his lips to yours again. Once he had distracted you, he gave away two of your dresses and slapped you hard on the ass. You moaned into the kiss, rubbing against him, making him even crazier with desire. He had to control himself before you went too far for him to carry out his plan.

"Such a willing… so needy whore for me." you moaned as he brushed against your core, still teasing you, his fangs on your neck as he bit your skin gently. "What a pity I only fuck with my wife." he growled, pushing away from you and heading towards the exit.

"Niklaus!" you gasped in anger as his body heat left you.

"Put your wedding ring back on, and maybe I will help you with your... little problem." he threw over his shoulder, ignoring your shouts of protest and threats.

He didn't even get his hand on the doorknob when you pinned him to the door, kissing him passionately. He grinned, throwing you onto the piano in the corner as he caught a glimpse of the familiar black gold on your finger out of the corner of his eye. Where the fuck should always be. He leaned over you, grabbing your chin hard to make you look into his eyes. Need and lust shone in your irises, making him harder than ever.

"You're mine. I am the only bloody man who'll ever hear your sweet moaning in pleasure like a whore. Nobody can take you away from me. Don't ever dare to think you can have any lover but me."

"Then stop talking and prove it."

"With a fucking pleasure, love." he growled, kissing you hungrily as he tore your dress in half.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

Hayley and Jackson's son stayed over at Hope's, and Klaus was more terrified than when he had fought his father. His little girl was playing with some kid. What if he started flirting with her? He had read somewhere that kids that age often find "boyfriends and girlfriends" and call every other person they are friends with that. He wasn't ready to hear from his little daughter that she had a boyfriend.

So ever since Hayley brought him in, he'd been giving the boy a stern look, much to his wife's annoyance. Klaus' reluctance gradually began to turn into indifference when, after hours of time Hope spent with her friend, he did not notice anything suspicious. They'd lasted all day, and there was no indication that the kid would have to be wiped off the face of the earth (or at least taken back to his parents immediately).

But then came breakfast. And Klaus noticed that this kid was staring at you in adoration. And he didn't like it at all.

He was not at all prepared for the insult, the insult directed at him, which the child said after you helped him cut his food.

"You are beautiful and kind as an angel. When I grow up, I will be your husband." Klaus spat out his cup of tea, choking as you tried not to burst out laughing at the 6-year-old's comment and Nik' reaction.

"Honey... but I already have a husband. He'll be very sad if I find another." Hayley called her son, who said goodbye to you and ran to hug Hope before mom took him away. You looked at your stunned husband with amusement. "Well… at least you don't have to worry about him flirting with Hope."

"This kid won't be stepping over the threshold of this house again." he growled, leaving the room to make sure the little one was out for good.

"Niklaus! It is just a child!" you shouted after him, laughing at his jealousy as you ran to make sure he didn't intimidate the poor boy.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

It's been quite a few years since Klaus' last fit of jealousy. After the (victory) fight against Inadu, you were finally able to enjoy a moment of normality.

You had lunch at some diner in Mystic Falls; you visited Hope at her school, and somehow it happened that a group of her colleagues accosted her. She introduced you, you chatted with them for a while, and everything was supposed to be a normal dinner with your daughter and her friends, until one of them... crossed the line.

"Now we know from whom Hope inherited such loveliness. You are very beautiful, Mrs. Mikaelson."

You quickly grabbed Klaus' hand across the table, politely thanking the boy. Hope, seeing what was going on, escorted her friends away and left you alone for a moment.

"Niklaus, he's just a teenager."

"Uhm." he muttered absently, staring with daggers at the departing boy.

"He could be our son, for God's sake!"

"Most people on this planet could be our children, but that doesn't stop them from flirting with my wife." you rolled your eyes, smiling with amusement as he growled at the boy staring at you when Hope was explaining something to him. The poor guy looked away in panic and ran away as fast as he could.

You were going to scold your husband for scaring your daughter's friends, but you decided to leave it to Hope. The smart girl knew how to talk to her father better than you. Maybe she'd finally knock those stupid fits of jealousy out of his head, with which you've been struggling for 1,000 years.

"Your pregnant wife, I would like to point out. And we're not going anywhere. Certainly not with a teenager." you said, grabbing his chin and pulling him to you so you could kiss him. Klaus grunted, pleased with the feeling of your lips on his, and automatically placed his hand on your yet-unseen belly, smirking as he felt the pulse of the youngest member of the Mikaelson family growing inside you.

"I'm back!" Hope screamed, stepping behind you with a nervous smile. You raised an eyebrow, while looking at your daughter. Oh, no. You knew that look in her eyes. Klaus had the same gaze as he was about to do... something in Mikaelson's style. "Taking the opportunity... I mean, now that you're reassuring dad. Mom, Dad, I have a boyfriend. His name is Landon, and he's coming to the family dinner on Friday for all of you to meet him. So, bye! I'm going back to school. I love you both!" she said, kissing you both on the cheeks and leaving you both stunned. You burst out laughing at Klaus' shocked, defeated expression.

"Nik? Are you okay?" you asked, still laughing. Your husband's patience really was tested today.

"I told you we should stay in bed today. I knew something bad was about to happen." he growled, giving you a menacing look as you still couldn't stop laughing. You kissed the corner of his lips, a huge smirk still on your face. Klaus rolled his eyes but couldn't hold back his smirk any longer while he was looking at you. The power you hold over him... one your smile was easily changing his mood. Even in situations like this.

"Don't be such dramatic. It's probably better that Hope is dating teens than me, right?"

"Stop it, love." he growled, putting the money on the table. He grabbed your hand and led you out of the bar.

"Stop what?" you asked, pretending to be innocent as you strolled towards your car.

"Teasing me."

"But it's my favorite part of the day… and we all know you enjoy every ounce of my undivided attention." you replied, stopping both of you in front of the car and putting your hands on his shoulders. You stared at him with a mischievous smirk, playing with his hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he leaned against your car.

"You know you're ruining my carefully crafted reputation as the greatest evil in the world?"

"I'm not too concerned about this… how about you?"

His only response was a light chuckle before he kissed you with all his love for you. You smiled, cupping his cheeks and pulling him as close to you as possible. You both loved those moments of peace between the two of you. No witches, vampires, or werewolves wanting your death. Just the two of you in each other's arms, too busy with each other to care about anything else.

"Let's go home, love. Before that bunch of Salvatores come down here with white oak stakes." he hummed tenderly, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

He could stare at your beautiful face for hours. Even if it meant dealing with the people who wanted to steal his goddess first. It was worth every effort to hold you in his arms again.

"I don't think we're on the top criminals list anymore. Stefan was recently joking that you had retired. And before you get a seizure in the middle of town, let me say that I didn't talk to him. Hope is friends with Delena's daughter. She might have overheard something."

"The gods must have punished me in some way for my many antics, so they sent me a wife to teach my daughter how to get on my nerves without even trying."

"Oh sweetheart. I love you too." you laughed as you both got into the car to go home.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

You were sitting in a rocking chair, holding your newborn son in your arms. The baby finally fell asleep peacefully, and you were afraid to make any move after hours of putting him to sleep. It looks like you'll have to sleep in this chair tonight.

"Rescue you, love?" Klaus' soft whisper tore your gaze from Henric Nikolas Mikaelson.

"I'd love to, but I'm afraid he'll wake up the moment he leaves my arms." Klaus slowly walked over to you, kneeling in front of you and gazing tenderly at the baby you held. "I guess you're going to have to come to terms with the fact that you're going to have to share me with someone else." the man rolled his eyes at the comment about his jealousy. He shifted his gaze to you and gently grabbed your hand, being careful not to let any sudden movement wake his son.

"I'll live with it as long as our kids are the only ones taking you from me."

"You are a very gracious, all-powerful hybrid." he chuckled, making a tired but genuine smile appear on your face. "Save yourself while you still can. I don't think I'm going back to bed tonight." you murmured, looking at the little usurper in your arms.

"Nonsense, you are going with me.." he lifted you from your chair with your soft, startled squeal and held you in his arms, careful not to wake your son. He carried you to the bed, making sure you were comfortable. He lay on his side, propping his head up with his hand, and stared at the two of you, spellbound. "You can sleep. I'll keep an eye on you two."

"Remember that your siblings and dad are coming tomorrow. Kol and Davina pick up Hope. And please, for God's sake, don't argue with Kol again about him being Henric's godfather, because we both know you don't want anyone else to take his place."

"Well, we always have Marcel and, God forbid, Finn. Besides, what kind of big brother would I be if I didn't torment him every chance I got?" you rolled your eyes, pressing your son to your chest, and used your free hand to grab your husband's hand.

"I just hope you didn't teach our daughter that."

"I'd be surprised if she didn't pick up on our habits herself." he murmured, kissing your hand and watching you fall into a peaceful sleep while holding your son and his hand. Your rings shone in the moonlight on your joined hands.

Yes... you were definitely belongs only to him.

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