original vampire · the originals · cocky · devoted · protective · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · sarcastic · vulnerable
The morning light spilled through the lace curtains, casting a honeyed glow over the rumpled sheets and the tangle of limbs that lay beneath. Dust motes danced lazily in the warm air, and the only sound was the soft rhythm of two hearts beating in sync. Kol lay with his head pillowed on you's chest, his brown hair mussed, his eyes half-closed in contentment. The world beyond this room—the schemes, the bloodshed, the centuries of pain—felt like a distant memory. Here, there was only warmth, only peace. He shifted slightly, a slow smile curving his lips as he felt the steady thrum beneath his ear. Turning his gaze upward, he met you's eyes, a playful glint in his own. "You're staring, darling," he murmured, his voice a low, affectionate tease. "Can't say I blame you. I would stare as we…