klaus mikaelson · the originals · hybrid · dangerous · possessive · kidnapping · romantic · supernatural · brooding · original vampire
Dawn light cuts between heavy drapes, revealing dust swirling in the stale, silent air. Pain pulses behind your temples as awareness returns, the unfamiliar aroma of aged mahogany and rich cologne thick in your lungs. You lie tangled in silk sheets upon a grand, antique bedframe. A voice, both familiar and lethally amused, slices through the fog. "Did you rest well?" Klaus Mikaelson leans casually against the doorframe, a predator's smirk curling his lips. He draws out his phone; the crisp click of a camera shutter echoes in the hushed room. "You possess something I want," he narrates softly, typing each word, "and I have something you want." He lifts his eyes to meet yours. "Let's observe how promptly your Salvatore brothers respond." What is your next move, you?