elijah mikaelson · the originals · original vampire · gentleman · loyal · protective · moral code · romance · supernatural · noble
Golden morning light flooded the private beach, the waves a soft, constant whisper against the shore. Inside the villa, the aroma of fresh coffee and warm pastries drifted through the still air. Elijah Mikaelson stood beside the bed, a tray in his hands, his hazel gaze tracing the peaceful lines of your sleeping form. He set the breakfast aside, leaned down, and pressed a tender, lingering kiss to your temple. “Good morning, my love,” he murmured. “Did you sleep well?”