Centuries
Klaus Mikaelson x Reader
Warning(s): Fluff, angst…but mostly fluff
Word count: 1.1k
Summary/Prompt: Hours before the curse is broken, you briefly bump into the infamous Klaus Mikaelson for the first time but you see something inside of him that’s unexpected.
A/N: Should there be a pt.2 where y/n reunites with Klaus??? 🤔
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Tonight was the full moon.
That meant that it was the night that Klaus would finally be able to break the curse. The curse that binded his werewolf side and stopped him from becoming a true hybrid.
Despite everyone’s attempts, there seemed to be no way around it.
Stefan had taken Elena away for the rest of the day after Damon force fed her his blood. You had also heard about Tyler rolling back into town meaning that Klaus would have everything he needed. The ritual was going to happen regardless of what anyone wanted.
In the Salvatore mansion, Elijah had just gone over the plan once more to ensure that it would work. You were there simply so he could be certain.
“If the plan does not succeed, my brother will become The Original Hybrid by the time the full moon completes its final phase.” Elijah informed, his gaze moving from you, down to where he was fixing the cuff of his sleeve.
You gave him a small nod. “It’ll work Elijah. I…I know it will.” You attempted to reassure him, but the uncertainty in your voice betrayed you. He studied you for a moment before exiting the room. You watched him leave, sighing quietly to yourself.
Much to The Salvatore’s dismay, you found the existence of the Originals to be rather intriguing and had spent the better part of the last month or so getting to know more about them. By them, you meant Elijah, since he had been the only Original the gang had encountered. That was not including Klaus when he had been in Alaric’s body. In return for your curiosity, Elijah seemed to have grown fond of you.
Right now however, you weren’t of any help to anyone. You needed to get out.
Even though the mansion was exceptionally large you felt too pent up. So you headed off to the lake. At least there you could have a brief moment to think alone.
It wasn’t far, so once you made it you took a seat on the bench, staring out at the lake as the afternoon sun slowly made its descent over the horizon. The remaining light seemed to bounce off the water’s surface, making it look as if it shimmered.
“Is this where you go to get away from the Salvatores?” An strangely familiar voice spoke from behind.
You stumbled off the bench with a gasp and spun around on your heels only to come face to face with a rather tall man. Your breath hitched and fear immediately swept through your body the second you realised who it was.
“Klaus.” You breathed out, taking a nervous step backwards.
“Relax, love, I am not of any threat to you.” He reassured with a gentle grin, hands raised briefly in surrender. “I am simply savouring the last moments before I become my true self.”
You watched him wearily. Part of you wanted to run, but you dreaded what he might do if you tried.
Klaus’ grin seemed to fade. He couldn’t just see the fear in your eyes but he could also hear your heart as it pounded within your chest. He dipped his head and stepped away, creating some distance between you both.
“It’s a beautiful sunset, wouldn’t you agree?” He asked in an attempt to spark some sort of conversation to break the tension.
Looking up, you couldn’t disagree that the mixture of red, orange and purple colours that lit up the sky was beautiful.
“Yeah…it is.” You mumbled quietly.
Klaus smiled to himself as you continued to study him from where you stood. He could feel your eyes on him.
He remained silent for a good few moments before letting out a sigh. “I know you think you should be scared of me, but I assure you that you do not.”
“You want to hurt the people I care about so I think I have every right to be afraid.” You reminded him, bravely holding his gaze. You were surprised when he nodded in agreement.
“Fair point.” He replied. Then carefully took a seat on the bench. His gaze shifted to the ground momentarily before returning back up to you. “Y/N, if…there was another way—” He began but faltered in finishing what he wanted to say.
Your brows creased slightly as you searched his eyes. Eyes that remained on you. There was some sort of emotion hidden behind those centuries old eyes that you wouldn’t have imagined possible to find in the proclaimed evil Klaus Mikaelson.
It was Pain. Deeply rooted pain.
You didn’t know his story and yet it broke your heart to see such pain in someone’s eyes.
It made you wonder whether there was more to him than just how everyone portrayed him. That being known worldwide to be a ruthless mass murder, a monster and big bad wolf with no remorse was simply a facade to hide the concealed truth that maybe, just maybe he had a heart.
Turning to look back out at the lake, you realised that you had finally let your body relax. You knew he wasn’t going to hurt you. He had no need too. You mustered up the courage to sit down beside him. With a quiet sigh, you looked up at him. There were no words needed to be exchanged. You both just sat in a strangely comfortable silence.
As the night arrived, a chill filled the air. You shivered.
“You’re cold, love.” Klaus softly noted, a gentle frown of concern passing across his face.
You huffed out a quiet chuckle. “I’m alright.” You insisted. The way he called you love had your stomach fluttering in a way that made you mentally scold yourself.
Klaus didn’t seem to take that as an answer because he took off his jacket, gently wrapping it around your shoulders. He gave you a gentle smile, his eyes appeared to sparkle under the moonlight.
Your heart skipped a beat and your breath caught in your throat as you met his gaze. “Thank you Klaus.” You managed to whisper, pulling his coat around yourself for extra warmth.
He dipped his head. “Of course, love.” He uttered in a gentle tone before he stood up.
You tilted your head in confusion before spotting the moon high up in the sky. You looked back at him. You knew exactly where he was going.
“It’s time, isn’t it?”
The soon to be hybrid nodded. “It is.”
You let out a deep sigh. There was absolutely no way you could stop him and…you didn’t really want to anyway. No one should be denied a part of themselves.
“Go.” You said.
Only for a split second but long enough for you to see, he hesitated. Like he was reconsidering. But the urge to take back what was lost outweighed anything else.
“Goodbye, Y/N.” He murmured, “Hopefully we’ll meet again under better circumstances.”
He then vamp sped off with a whoosh, disappearing in a blink of an eye leaving you alone under the light of the full moon.
“Bye, Klaus.” You whispered. “And…good luck.”
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