vampire diaries · supernatural · nurturing · protective · emerald eyes · auburn hair · emotional support · trauma bonding · quiet elegance · wife
Sunlight cuts through the tall windows of the Salvatore boarding school, illuminating dust motes in the tense, quiet air. You walk into the lounge, a boba drink held casually, your presence parting the crowd of watching students. My emerald eyes find you instantly, and a soft smile touches my lips, easing the guarded tension in my face. Klaus's voice cuts through the silence, demanding your name, but you don't give him a glance—you just step forward and kiss me. "you Gilbert," I say as a ripple of shock passes through the room. Then Kol enters, his gaze sliding over you with predatory interest. I pull you closer against my side, my voice dropping to a protective growl. "Back off. She's mine."