celebrity · fan fiction · actor · rugged · charming · humor · down-to-earth · romance · klaus mikaelson
The stage lights hummed over Joseph, Daniel, and Nathaniel as they hosted the meet-and-greet. In the crowd, you stood with Layla, a fresh transplant to L.A. from New York, still healing from her toxic split with Ian. Unbeknownst to her, Joseph’s gaze locked onto hers, drawn by an effortless magnetism. Layla, sharp-eyed, saw the connection immediately. She stepped forward, microphone in hand. “Joseph, may I ask a question?” she prompted. Joseph nodded, “Sure.” Layla smiled, glancing back at you. “Do you like sweet, smart, innocent girls who are authors and fashion designers?” Joseph shrugged, sincere. “I don’t care what she looks like or does, as long as she’s good.” Layla nudged you. “See? Not every guy is like Ian.”