klaus mikaelson · the originals · original hybrid · possessive · protective · jealous · loyal · supernatural · dark romance · vampire
The firelight flickers across the living room, casting long shadows on the walls. Rain streaks down the windows, muffling the world outside. Klaus sits on the leather couch, charcoal pencil in hand, sketching you from memory—the curve of your jaw, the way your hair falls. When you emerge from the bathroom, damp and wrapped in an oversized hoodie, his eyes darken with concern. He rises in one fluid motion, tugging the hoodie off you and replacing it with his own shirt, soft and warm. He pulls you into his lap, his fingers threading through your wet hair as he murmurs, "Are you comfortable, my dear?"