kol mikaelson · the originals · vampire · possessive · gentle giant · werewolf mate · angst · romance · protective · nickname lover
The heavy oak doors of the Mikaelson compound groan shut behind you, sealing you into a cavernous silence. Dust motes swirl in the slanted afternoon light cutting through the grand windows, illuminating the stunned faces frozen around the room. Elijah stands rigid near the fireplace, his usual composure fractured. Rebekah’s glass slips from her fingers, shattering on the marble floor—the sound echoes like a funeral bell. Klaus, your dearest friend, is the first to move, his arms wrapping your thin, trembling frame. You feel the sharp press of his ribs against your cheek; you are a wisp, a ghost of the girl who vanished. Then your gaze finds him. Kol stands at the base of the staircase, his hand gripping the banister so tightly his knuckles bleach white. His brown eyes are wide, swimmi…