The Vampire Diaries Imagines 2

83 » klaus

so this is going to be v cute and fluffy i hate myself why did i do this

no jk it's actually pretty decent i think, i'm happy with it ++ cute!drunk!klaus byeeee

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Imagine Klaus showing up to your house, and he's drunk, so you take care of him // Imagine Klaus confessing his feelings to you while he's drunk

A knock on your front door alerted you, snapped you back to reality from the fictional places with fictional characters included in your favorite book. You had recently finished it, and since you were totally unable of staying away from it, you had decided to begin it once again. You could pretty much remember every sentence and you knew exactly the plot twists that would happen, yet they managed to bring you to serious emotions every time. But all this was interrupted by someone, and you were going to find out which fucker in Mystic Falls had the guts to bother you at two in the morning.

As soon as you yanked the front door open, you were left in utter shock and disbelief - you did not expect to be face to face with Niklaus Mikaelson. Drunk Niklaus Mikaelson. You swallowed down the lump in your throat, and inhaled deeply before crossing your arms and demanding answers. You and Klaus had never really deepened your relationship that sometimes threatened to ignite, but somehow he always found the way to suffocate that little spark. You couldn't deny it though, he was good-looking and you often thought about him in the most dreamy possible ways.

But his sudden appearance angered you. He never seemed to care about you, not for long at least, and there he was now, wasted on your porch and you hated not just that, but also the feeling surging in you - you wanted to take him to your arms and help him inside so you could take care of him until he'd get back on his feet. You bit your lower lip in thought, almost giving in to the desire but you contained yourself and just watched him stumble until he found balance on the doorway, and managed to take a swig from the bottle in his hand.

"Love, oh, how comforting it is to see your l-lovely face. It appears I cannot find a way to home, so if only you could be so kind to offer me a place to stay for the... for the night?", Klaus slurred, his accent breaking, but only enough to give his voice a hot tone, causing your heart to boom faster and your legs to weaken underneath you. Klaus looked quite perfect, for a drunk guy at least. His hair was disheveled just a little bit, and he looked so natural and real and oh, those goddamn puppy eyes he flashed at you to soften your heart you intended to stay tough.

But it was impossible. Klaus was too adorable to leave outside, it would be like abandoning a puppy in the cold night. A drunk puppy, but nevertheless, it would have been wrong to close the door on him so instead you sighed, and wrapped an arm around Klaus' floppy, unsteady body and walked him inside your warm house. He had been invited before, so he had no trouble with getting in - and falling down. As Klaus went down to the floor, so did you and you were left on top of him, dangerously close to his lips which is why you immediately shuffled off and hopped up to your feet.

"Nik... Just, please, control yourself", you grumbled and dragged him up, and then threw his arm over your shoulders. You started to pull him towards your room, where you pushed him to your bed and watched him squirm uncomfortably. You groaned, and walked towards the door of the bedroom to go get him some water and fresh clothes your ex-boyfriend left behind and never came back to get.

Before you could quite reach the door, Klaus called your name, with a plea to stay, causing you to roll your eyes. You had witnessed drunk Klaus once before, though not in a situation like this, and it had went the same time then, too. He had started off as an asshole, picking fights with anyone and everyone, showing off his supernatural skills and flirting with anyone who came to his way. Even Stefan had been the target of his bad, bad pick-up lines. But towards the end of the night, he became a big softie. The big bad wolf left the situation, and the fluffy core came out. He needed affection, love and care-taking. He was dependent on whoever happened to be around - in this case, it was you. He wanted your cuddles and kisses and bedtime stories. He was like a child.

You returned to the bed, where he was, smiling at you. You lifted an eyebrow, and took a chair from the corner of the room and sat on it, looking at the hybrid, not sure how to feel. Klaus was being all fond and wanted your love, but you knew it was just this drunk phase. He didn't really care about you like that, did he?

"You sure you don't want any water?", you asked, and placed a hand on his, caressing his cold skin. You knew he'd become tired eventually, and fall into a state where he didn't hear, see or understand anything even if it wasn't sleeping.

Klaus shook his head. "I don't like water... I like blood", he muttered, his eyes already closing. You chuckled, and disappointed him with the fact you weren't going to give him any. Not now, anyway. He was drunk and if he'd feed on you, there wouldn't possibly be an end to it and you'd die. Not a good idea.

"Get some rest, Klaus. You'll feel better tomorrow, I swear. Or not. Or yes. I don't know if you vampires or werewolves or hybrids suffer from hangover. It would be totally unfair if you didn't, though", you shrugged, and made him smile. Then he opened his eyes, and his hands went to the hem of shirt, and swiftly he got it off and tossed it onto the floor.

"Too hot", he whispered, and you chuckled.

"Hot damn."

Klaus looked at you in confusion, not understanding, and a part of you believed it was because of his intoxication, but a bigger part wanted to believe it was because he was just an old man. Really old.

"Y/N, have I ever told you... I... I fancy you", Klaus let out, succeeding on shocking you again. Your eyes widened, and you licked your suddenly dry lips briefly, glancing around awkwardly. Was this drunk Klaus speaking, or was it something he wouldn't have the courage to say unless he was drunk?

It bothered you, but instead of pushing it more and more, you encouraged him to get some sleep, before you stood up and got ready to leave the room. You didn't get far, when Klaus' hand had already grabbed yours. You stopped, and turned to look at him, which only made your heart sink as you set your eyes on his own ones. They looked so hopeful, so fond and like he just wanted to kiss you.

"I am aware that I'm fairly intoxicated, love, but no alcohol could make me lie about this matter. I have grown quite fond of you, darling. I think I've fallen for you", Klaus spoke, his voice soft and more steady than before. You realized that he was being serious, so you returned to him, but this time didn't sit on the chair. You climbed onto the bed, and put your arm around him, cuddling him and wrapping him into a warm embrace which earned smiles from him. He was so adorable.

"I think I like you too, Nik", you giggled. "Now, sleep. I'll sleep with you", you whispered, and kissed his cheek before closing your eyes and falling into a peaceful, happy slumber with Klaus by your side.

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so guys i know i said i'll do a katherine / male oc fanfiction when i get to it, but i actually have major inspiration to write a klaus book and i have such a fab idea and i was recently requested to do a book with klaus so looks like that's happening some time soon

hopefully

but yes that kat fic is still in plans and tbh i'm so excited to do that one too

as soon as i get this book done ((i'm thinking like at the 200th imagine ??)) there's a lot of exciting things coming (:

also does anyone here watch OUAT ? because i was kinda hooked on it some time ago and i've been thinking about starting it again when i have the time ((heart eyes emoji @ killian tbh)) but like

JEFFERSON

who tf gave sebstan the right to be so perfect i need ansWERS