The Vampire Diaries Imagines 2

227 » elijah

damn smut on point af

it's almost midnight and i was like ok why not write smut who needs sleep anyway ?? omg enJOY

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Imagine that Elijah gets jealous after realizing his feelings for you, but the guy you're all friendly with turns out to be your cousin

There weren't many calm days in the life of a vampire who lived in Mystic Falls, but these rare occasions did exist as well, and when they did, Elijah Mikaelson had a tendency to entertain you somehow. On this surprisingly, unusually laid-back Monday, he had decided to take you to Mystic Grill for some drinks and relaxation, so you could also catch up on things. You and him hadn't talked in days, just because your lives were so busy, but you were lucky to find some time eventually.

"I'm going to get another drink", you informed the Mikaelson as you got up from your seat, smiling kindly at him before turning on your heels and strutting to the bar where you leaned towards the bartender and ordered another drink. As you stood by the bar, Elijah found himself staring, and he was confused why you intrigued him so much, but truth be told, it had been going on for a while now.

Elijah wasn't sure what it was all about - you were his best friend, and falling in love with you was most definitely inappropriate, so that could not be it, after all he was a noble man with only good intentions in mind. Falling in love with you was definitely not in his agenda, but he feared it had happened nonetheless. Perhaps those feelings he seemed to harbor for you, were exactly why he was adoring your body from head to toe, hidden with fitting, flattering clothes and the usual leather jacket while your hair was a sexy mess, and your smirk one to die for. You certainly looked stunning, and Elijah was honestly, lost in his thoughts as he dreamed of pressing his lips against your kissable, plump ones.

Elijah licked his lips briefly, and took a better position on his seat, suddenly feeling hot and bothered in his suit, so he tried to draw his attention elsewhere, but then you just had to lean against the counter so wonderfully, your hand resting on your hip and your legs and behind impossible to not look at. The Original groaned at the frustration growing in him, and his eyes hungrily admired you, although his mind told him to control himself, but his heart said otherwise. And often, the heart won the head, and therefore he continued to look at you while you chatted with the bartender.

Things took an abrupt, unpleasant turn, when a guy approached you at the bar, possibly about your age, relatively handsome and a charming smile on his lips as he greeted you in a familiar way, and you recognized him immediately. Elijah tensed up when you pulled the man into a hug, and he narrowed his eyes at the stranger, already planning different ways to kill him as you and him started to chit chat while sipping on your drinks.

  "Damn it", Elijah muttered, afraid that the night would fade with you leaving with this man, and Elijah going back home where he would only have to deal with his siblings and their irritating ways to bicker at all given times. He had hoped this would be an evening of fun, and just the two of you, and he grew so annoyed by the guy's endless presence, he had to take matters into his own hands. Fastening the buttons of his jacket, Elijah discreetly moved his chair back to hoist his body, and to waltz over to the bar where you were having a conversation with the guy Elijah could not recognize.

  "Forgive me", he intervened, pushing between you and the young man, "I believe you have mistaken Y/N for someone who actually has time to listen your most likely boring tales", surprising you to a point where your mouth was agape with shock. You had never before seen Elijah act like this, and quite frankly, you kind of liked it, just not the way he treated your friend with whom you had an excellent conversation.