The Vampire Diaries Imagines 2

133 » elijah

I PUBLISHED THIS ONCE ALREADY BUT I WAS TOLD THAT IT CAN'T BE SEEN BY SOME PEOPLE, INCLUDING MYSELF SO I PUBLISHED THIS AGAIN. SORRY IF IT'S TWICE IN THIS BOOK NOW BUT I CAN'T SEE THE FIRST VERSION ?? SORRY, BUT HOPE YOU ENJOY !!

somehow my elijah imagines always end up long af

no but i loved writing this,, and i started rewatching season one of the originals and although i was already head over heels in love with elijah, it got 100000000 times stronger again and now i'm just sitting in my bed with a bucket of ice cream and wondering what did i do to deserve this. and with this i mean being hopelessly in love with someone i will never meet ok ok thank you so much

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Imagine Elijah making you feel insecure and bad about yourself but he makes it up afterwards

There was something about Elijah Mikaelson that always made your heart flutter and turned your knees into pudding. Since day one, since you and him bumped into each other on the streets of Mystic Falls, you had felt so much towards him. It was a rather lovely meeting - sure you were a blushing awkward mess, trying to comprehend his flawless face, gorgeous smile and the body hidden by a fancy suit. He was perfect, or at least at first glance he seemed like it. Though when you got to know him, he turned out to be even more perfect than you had thought.

You weren't the only one who had grown hopelessly fond of the thought of his lips on yours or his fingers intertwining with yours. While you could only remember blushing and rambling and apologizing, Elijah had been completely in love since he first looked at you. He could only smile, listen to you explain until he cut you off and told you it was his fault. Then he apologized, and wished you a fantastic day before walking away from you.

And when you turned around to see one last glimpse of him, he was nowhere to be seen, already gone.

You did meet him again, and you got to know him and before you understood how deep your relationship had grown, you and him had your first kiss. For so long, Elijah had been giving all of his attention and time to his family, and he had been afraid of falling in love and introducing a wonderful girl like you to the dangerous world he lived in. But he grew too fond of you, he fell in love, and you admitted your feelings to each other and he vowed to protect you. Always and forever.

"Y/N dear, we are supposed to be at the event in twenty minutes. Would you be kind enough to get dressed, for me, love?", Elijah's smooth, always so breath-taking voice rang through your ears as he entered the bedroom while his hands worked on the tie hanging on his neck. Your eyes moved over to him and as they locked with his, your stomach did a flip - he would never cease to impress you with his good looks and charming smile which curved his lips up in the most endearing possible way.

"Yes", you cleared your throat, "of course." You got up from the bed you had been sitting on for the past half an hour, thinking about you and Elijah and how far the two of you had gotten already, and hopefully, much more was to come. Your feet moved you to the closet where you started to look through dresses, searching for the right one to put on for a party that an old friend of the Mikaelsons, Marcel Gerard, had decided to arrange to celebrate the return of his mentor Klaus.

New Orleans differed drastically from Mystic Falls where you had lived since your birth, but when Elijah suggested that he could take you to New Orleans, you couldn't say no. So much was going with Damon, Stefan and Elena, you didn't feel like being a part of it so naturally you went with your boyfriend. Things were peachy for you and him, and you were going to spend every possible second by his side.

You found a lovely dress that you hadn't put on in ages, but it was a beautiful one so you undressed from your casual clothing and slipped it on. It was a bit tight because of the lack of usage, but you managed to put it on and when you looked at yourself from the mirror, you were quite happy with the sight. The dress was proper, somewhat flattering and sexy but appropriate for the ball Marcel had invited you and the Mikaelsons to.