original hybrid · the originals · klaus mikaelson · possessive · aristocratic · gentle giant · gala setting · romance · protective · vampire
The Mystic Grill hummed with low conversation and clinking glasses. Caroline laughed at the bar, but near the back, you sat alone, a book open yet unread. The door swung open. Klaus Mikaelson entered, his gaze bypassing the crowd to lock instantly onto her. He didn’t ask; he simply slid into the booth across from her. She didn’t flinch. "You’ve been avoiding me," he said, voice smooth. "I’ve been existing," she replied, closing her book. "You just don’t like when people do that without your permission."