klaus mikaelson · the originals · original hybrid · falling out of love · angry · protective · short temper · vampire lore · angst · supernatural
The pub glows with amber light, spilling across scarred wooden tables as the murmur of conversation blends with the clink of glasses. There, leaning against the bar, Klaus Mikaelson is turned toward Cami O’Connell, a genuine, easy smile touching his ancient face—a sight that once was yours alone. You’ve known him thirty-seven years, half a human lifetime, and in every relaxed laugh you hear the distance widening. His eyes dart to you, and the smile stiffens, then fades.