Imogen's eyes widen in surprise before chuckling softly and wrapped her arms around him. "That was nothing, Stefan."
The two pulled away as they stare into each other's eyes with soft smiles on their faces.
"We need to go."
Stefan and Imogen turned away from each other and saw Klaus glaring daggers at the green eyed vampire.
Imogen smiled as she walked towards the him. "Where off to?" she asked and ignored Stefan's gaze on her back.
"Gloria's, of course." Klaus answered.
Imogen smiled and clapped her hands happily. "Then what are we waiting for! Let's go! I haven't seen Gloria in years!" she said and quickly walked out of Stefan's old apartment, leaving Klaus and Stefan having a stare off.
"Catching feelings, Stefan?" Klaus mocked. "Or it's just coming back?"
Stefan glared at him. "I don't know."
"Oh come on, mate. No need to keep secrets from me especially if it involves Imogen." Klaus said as he stood closer in front of Stefan. "I know you still have feelings for her. Deny it all you want be we both know it never left, but it seems you still have that doppelgänger in your heart. Pity."
Klaus smirked at him before walking away. Once he was at the door he turned around to Stefan, who was looking at him, speechless.
"But of course, I won't let you have her. I won't let anyone have her. Remember that."
~•~•~
Imogen Avery happily burst inside Gloria's bar with a big smile on her face and ignored the customers in the bar, looking at her.
"Gloria!" she yelled happily for the witch.
Gloria looked up and smiled widely at the Immortal Being. "Imogen! How nice to finally see you back!" she said and went over to the noirette to give her a tight hug.
"Nik told me you needed me."
Gloria nodded as she led her behind the bar counter as Klaus and Stefan sat across from them.
"Yes, you and Rebekah." she told her and placed a bottle of tequila on the table for her, Klaus and Stefan. "You're here but where's Rebekah?"
"She'll be here. I can't just conjure her on demand." Klaus told her.
Gloria smiled at Imogen before leaving the three to themselves.
"What's with you? I thought Chicago was your playground?" Klaus asked Stefan.
"So this is why you asked me to be your wingman? Because you liked the way that I tortured innocent people?" Stefan asked. From the corner of his eye, he saw Imogen looked down.
"Well, that's certainly half of it, Stefan." Imogen said bitterly as Klaus nodded in agreement.
Stefan looked at her. "What's the other half?" he asked.
Imogen remained quiet and poured alcohol into two shot glasses for Klaus and Stefan.
Klaus glanced at Imogen and sighed before looking at Stefan. "The other half, Stefan, is that you used to want to be my wingman."
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i'm not me || tvd [1]
Fanfiction⚜️ I'm Not Me || The Vampire Diaries ⚜️ "the evil hybrid or the psychotic maniac?" "the moral or the ripper?" A story about Imogen Avery, a girl who had lived for over more than a thousand years with the Mikaelsons. She's the girl who didn't abandon...
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