i'm not me || tvd [1]

•i'm not a mikaelson•

Throughout the dance, while Imogen was immersed with dancing, which she hadn't done in a very long time, completely missed the look Klaus Mikaelson was giving her. A look so ever gentle that no one could miss the love in his eyes, directing towards the noirette in front of him. No one could imagine how she softened his hybrid heart.

"I never got to say how stunning you look, my love." Klaus told the happy noirette.

Imogen turned to him and stared into his entrancing dark blue eyes with happy smile plastered on her beautiful face. "Well, I wouldn't look this stunning if it weren't for the dress you gave me."

Klaus smiled softly.

"I really love it, Nik. I really do. Thank you for this and everything you've done for me."

"Everything for you, my love. Everything." Klaus simply told the noirette and smiled. For him, there was a deeper meaning to what he said.

Imogen leaned towards Klaus and kissed his cheek before a smiling Klaus twirled her around and the noirette was suddenly in Stefan's arms.

"Oh! Stefan." Imogen said, surprised. "I thought you weren't dancing?"

Stefan smiled and shrugged. "Well, Mayor Lockwood dragged me out here. Couldn't exactly say no."

Imogen raised an eyebrow at the green eyed Salvatore. "Oh really?"

"No one can disobey the mayor, right?"

Imogen chuckled and nodded. "Very well, Mr. Salvatore."

As the past lovers danced and looked overjoyed that they were both in each others arms again, jealous eyes eyed the younger Salvatore menacingly.

"You look stunning, Imogen." Stefan complimented the noirette.

Imogen chuckled then smiled softly at him. "Thank you, Stefan." she said.

Stefan chuckled lightly as he twirled the noirette around and wrapped his arm around her waist again. "You know this reminds me back in the 1920's. Just you and I dancing. No problems or whatsoever."

Imogen looked into his entrancing green eyes she admired since she met him back in the 1920's. "Yeah but that was a long time ago, Stefan. No need to bring back the past. Like I said---"

"What if I want to? What if I want to bring back the past? What if I said I still feel the same towards you? After all these years." Stefan said and frowned slightly as he stared directly into Imogen's gorgeous chocolatey brown eyes.

Imogen blinked, confused. "Stefa--"

Stefan twirled her around and found herself in Kol's arms.

"Kol!"

"Finally. I thought that Salvatore will never let you go." Kol said as he wrapped an arm around Imogen's waist.

The noirette turned to Stefan with a complicated look on her face.

"Imogen?"

Imogen turned her eyes away from Stefan and smiled at Kol. "I'm fine, Kol."

Kol smiled softly at her. Imogen smiled back as the two continued dancing. The Immortal noirette hadn't noticed Elena and Stefan leaving the mansion.