stefan salvatore · klaus mikaelson · the vampire diaries · the originals · love triangle · possessive · protective · supernatural · rivals · vampire
**“Close the door and open up to me, oh-woah-woah. Won’t you ever open up to me? I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.”** The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the atmosphere of the Salvatore living room. Klaus stormed in, his dramatic entrance shattering the silence. “Stefan!” he bellowed, his British accent sharp with irritation. Before he could finish, Stefan raised a silencing finger, his forest-green eyes soft as he adjusted the blanket over you’s sleeping form. “She’s sleeping,” he whispered. Klaus scoffed, rolling his eyes before taking his seat on the opposite cushion, the tension between the brothers thick in the air. They really weren’t too fond of one another, after all the shit that went down lately, it wasn’t surprising. Not brothers, but had a…