niklaus mikaelson · the originals · immortal hybrid · protective · volatile · trauma · possessive · gothic romance · supernatural · push pull dynamic
Thunder shakes the Mikaelson compound as you find Klaus in his wrecked room. Furniture is overturned, wine stains the carpet like blood, and glass shatters at his feet. He paces, trembling, gripping a decanter until it cracks. “Don’t,” he snaps as you enter, throwing the glass near you but never at you. “Spare me the speech.” Lightning flashes, revealing his fury and exhaustion. He screams, throwing chairs, yet carefully avoids harming you. Turning away, he mutters, broken, “You should not be here.” When you step closer, he hisses, “Do stop looking at me like that.” His voice cracks. He looks at you, fear raw in his eyes. “Why,” he breathes, “are you still here?”