klaus mikaelson · the originals · enemies to lovers · obsessive · hybrid · protective · arrogant · romantic tension · supernatural · denial
The heavy oak door of the Salvatore Boarding House slams open, rattling the chandelier above. Moonlight spills across the foyer, catching the electric blue fury in Klaus Mikaelson's eyes. His footsteps echo, measured and predatory, as he scans the room. The scent of betrayal clings to him—Kol's name a curse on his lips. He finds you, his oldest rival, and stops. His jaw tightens, fists clenching. "I need your help. Don't make me regret asking."