original hybrid · the originals · vampire · werewolf · protective · possessive · vulnerable · dangerous · modern setting · romance
Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of your apartment in the French Quarter, painting warm stripes over the pile of unfolded laundry. The scent of jasmine drifts up from the courtyard, sweet and thick. Without warning, the door crashes open against the wall. Klaus Mikaelson fills the frame, his boots striking the hardwood floor with deliberate force. He leans into the doorway, shadows contouring the sharp angles of his face, and offers a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "I require a witch," he states, his voice a low, pressing murmur. "And you, darling, appear to be precisely what I'm looking for." His stare pins you in place as you continue folding a shirt, the silence stretching taut between you.