Klaus moved and took her hand, gently, when she spoke about not wanting to go out dressed as she was. In her simple outfit…she looked gorgeous. He moved and kissed her hand gently before he spoke. “You look ravishing,” he said. The compliment was genuine. Nik actually thought that Caroline looked perfect. She was the first woman in over 5 centuries to honestly attract him simply by being herself…not by him wanting something from her. He looked at her and spoke again. “May I come in?” he asked, smiling. A real smile, a real honest smile. Nik hadn’t smiled like that in…far too long. Caroline wanted to see this Nik…and hey, she was helping him find him again, so why not? It was almost as if he wanted this. Okay, so he did want this. He wanted her, and that was all there was to it. “I promise I won’t bite. Unless you offer,” he added, trying to make a joke about it.
Her eyebrows shot up, a disbelieving look on her face. “I do not,” she argued. But she did think he was being genuine, and her hand was tingling where his lips had touched her skin. She pulled her hand from his and stepped back, making way for him to come through the door. “Sure,” she said. She would have never done this under normal circumstances, but what happened last week had her behaving in a completely different way around him. She was still willing to give him a chance to prove to her that there was another side to him, and so far she was liking what she saw. The smile on his face brought out a smile of her own, she hadn’t see him smile like that before. And she liked it. She rolled her eyes at his joke and made her way to her bedroom. “I’m not going to offer. And if we’re going out I at least need a dress to wear. I can’t wear this while you’re wearing a suit.” She walked into her bedroom and shut the door in his face, leaving him standing outside. “Stay here while I get changed,” she said at normal volume, knowing he would hear her easily.
It had been almost a week since their little breakthrough. Klaus had kept his distance, trying not to force himself on her. Also, he’d had a few things to patch up with Rebekah in any case. However, it was a Friday night and Klaus found himself on Caroline’s doorstep. He was invited in, but well…he stayed outside. Standing up straight, Klaus was in a suit and he rang the door bell to the Forbes’ house. He came to personally invite her to the ball the family was throwing…as well as take her out. On a date as she requested. When he saw her confused face appear in the window of her door, he smiled and held up the small little bouquet of flowers that he had brought with him. “Hello, love.” he said when she opened the door. “I came to cordially invite you to our ball.” He handed her the flowers with the invitation nestled in the top of them. “As well…as take you out to dinner, if you’ll permit me?”
Caroline was in the living room watching TV when she heard the doorbell ring. She listened briefly, wondering who it could be. She muted the TV and got up, making her way to the door. Her forehead creased in confusion when she saw Klaus through the window in the door, and was he wearing a suit? Her eyebrows shot up in surprise when he held up the bouquet of flowers. She opened the door slowly, giving him a look. “Hi…” she responded slowly, still not entirely sure what was going on. “A ball?” she asked, taking the flowers from him and glancing at the invitation. She took it out and read it quickly. “Looks interesting,” she said, carefully placing it back amongst the flowers. She stepped back, placing the flowers on the small table by the door. “Take me to dinner? Tonight?” she asked, glancing down at her clothes. “I’m not dressed to go out…”
“It’s for everything, everything we have.” He saw the tear fall and he got up and grabbed her and puller her in for a hug. “It’s for everything because you are my everything.” He smiled at her and wiped the trail the tear and drawn.
“I can’t make you do this, Tyler. Don’t do it for me,” she told him softly. She smiled back, sadness in her eyes when he wiped the tear from her cheek. “I’m not as great as you think I am. We’re just going to end up hurting each other more.”
“It’s called a flat iron, sweetie. Surely you must know what that is.” Katherine’s secret? She curled her hair and Elena straightened hers. They both had natural semi straight hair with maybe a couple of waves in it. The only difference was that Katherine knew that they would both look better in curls. Elena was so clueless when it came to looking good. “And it’s not every day that a girl wears such an expensive piece of jewelry with such a casual outfit, which implies that the bracelet must mean something more than just ‘it’s pretty,’” she pointed out.
“Do I look like the kind of person who doesn’t know what a flat iron is?” she asked, shaking her head at the brunette. Her gaze traveled to the bracelet again. Katherine had a point. Maybe if she stopped wearing it then everyone would stop questioning her about Klaus. “But it doesn’t mean anything more,” she argued, knowing it was pointless. Everyone had already made their mind up about her, her denial wasn’t getting through to any of them.
Stefan shrugged. “Maybe I like a little danger in my life… that’s why I came back to Mystic Falls isn’t it. To keep up an appearance?” He looked down and then sighed. “But whatever I guess…” He nodded and got up to walk over to the bar then he leaned down in her ear and whispered. “I’m opting for alcohol just so you know…” he got up and walked off to get the drinks. Waiting at the bar he looked around inside the grill to see if he knew anyone else in there but he didn’t. he turned to see the barman give him the drinks and he nodded. He walked back over and handed her a glass. “Bourbon’s up.. Don’t tell your Mum..” He winked jokingly and took a sip of his.
“Sure,” she agreed, not really taking in what he was saying. She didn’t move when he leaned down and whispered in her ear, only smiled. “I’m fine with that,” she whispered back. “Just don’t tell the bar tender how old I am.” She stayed at the table, rearranging the condiments. She even grabbed the salt shaker and poured a small pile of it out in front of her and used her finger to draw shapes in it. She looked up as he came back and took the glass from him, taking a small sip before she set it down on the table. “Oh I’m pretty sure she knows I’ve been sneaking from her liquor cabinet. She doesn’t care.”
She kissed him back. That was enough for Klaus. His arms moved to wrap around her back, pulling her close to him as he continued to kiss her. Caroline tasted like…something sweet, like fruit…and blood. She’d fed recently. Moving, Klaus whisked her around and put her down on the bed, laying on top of her. He wasn’t crushing her, just kissing her. But her being under him…well she felt good. His hand ran through her hair while the other ran up and down her side. All the while, Klaus never let his lips leave hers. After a while, Klaus moved his kisses from her lips to her jaw again and then to her ear. “You taste delicious…” he whispered in her ear. When he moved down to her neck, he whispered again. “I wonder how your blood would taste…”
“You’re not going to find out,” she whispered back and flipped them so she was leaning over him. She touched the tip of his nose with her finger and then climbed off her bed, leaving him lying there. “Like I said. I’m not going to jump into anything until I know you’re serious about all of this,” she said, waving her hand in the air. “And a good way to convince me that you are would be to leave like a gentleman and maybe ask me out on a date next time you see me.” She shrugged her shoulders and walked over to her bedroom door, opening it and holding her arm out while she waited for him to leave. “I have closet to organise.”
Her hands felt good on his. It was…soothing. It had been so long since he’d had anyone. Rebekah had just broken every last thing that was between she and Nik…and he honestly felt alone. Perhaps that was why he was clinging so close to Caroline. She was everything Rebekah was…but somehow more. “Mm…well it won’t happen over night…but with some help…” he smiled at her. He honestly smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips again softly. Slowly, he moved his kisses down her jaw and to her neck. Kissing her felt…good. He left soft kisses along her neck before moving away and looking at her again. “…maybe he will be the one locked away for a long time.” Moving his hand back up to her face, he continued to rub his thumb across her cheekbone. He couldn’t help it…he wanted to touch her. Had to touch her. Running his other four fingers through her hair, he moved in and bit her lip gently again before letting it go. “Caroline…”
When he smiled at her, a genuine smile, her heart skipped a beat. It was crazy how different he could be. She wondered if it was real. He would get what he wanted if he kept being this sweet, good person. “I would like that,” she admitted. Caroline wished she hadn’t started this. It had just made everything a hundred times more complicated than it already was. She was a horrible person. But if she ended up helping Klaus… maybe it would be worth it. He bit her lip and let it go and she found herself wanting more. She wouldn’t do anything tonight, but she figured kissing him wouldn’t hurt anybody. Except maybe everybody. They don’t have to know she told herself before leaning in and kissing him again, her hands moving to tangle in his hair. Kissing Klaus was different to anything she’d experienced. She liked it. A lot.
“That Klaus…” he said, his lips still inches from hers. He sighed and closed his eyes. That Klaus…had been locked away for a long time. Opening his eyes, he looked at Caroline and spoke. “…that Klaus hasn’t been around for a long time. He…hasn’t had a reason to be out in a long time. But maybe…” he ended there and just leaned down and pressed his lips to hers again. His hand continued to move on her cheek as his other hand moved to gently caress the side of her hip with his fingertips. After a few moments, Klaus pulled back, tugging on her lip lightly before letting it go. “Caroline…” he said, stroking his fingers down the side of her face and across her hip gently. “Help me remember that Klaus….won’t you?”
Caroline’s head was spinning from his kisses and her confusion. She was happy that he was finally being… nice. But she didn’t know how long it would last. She reached up and grabbed his hands in hers, taking them away and holding them in front of her. “If you really want that, then it’s going to take a little bit of time. I need to know that you’re serious. That I’m not going to jump into this and have it all blow up in my face,” she said. She sighed and looked down. What am I doing? She thought to herself. She was curious about a lot of things. Why she seemed to be able to make this new Klaus appear and nobody else could? Her next move surprised her, and she wasn’t sure why she did it. She leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on his lips, lingering for a short moment before she pulled back. “This Klaus I would consider. The violent Klaus who essentially feels nothing? Not so much.”
“I never said I would actually kill Damon…and Tyler’s not your concern. He has something coming to him very soon,” he said, smirking. Klaus was walking towards her leisurely as he spoke. “What I do or don’t do to Matt will reply on you, my dear Caroline. I guarantee that I could give Damon something he wants and he would give the coffin back in a heartbeat. You think he cares about what happens to your friends? That’s cute,” he said, coming close to her and smiling. Nik moved and stroked the side of her face and pushed the hair that was in it out of her face and behind her ear. “I’m just asking for one night….I promise you…no one ever has to find out.” Suddenly he had her pinned against her own door, his lips near hers. “I promise that I can change your mind about me…” slowly, Klaus leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, moving to cup the side of her face, his thumb rubbing over her cheekbone as he kissed her.
“Tyler is my concern, actually. I care about him a lot,” she argued. She shook her head in frustration. Why was this happening to her? She just wanted to pick up everyone she loved and take them somewhere far away where Klaus or anyone else wouldn’t be able to hurt them. Caroline knew Klaus could be nice. She had seen his other side, something she didn’t think existed. So when he said he could change her mind about him, she thought maybe she could believe it. Caroline wasn’t one to deny somebody a second chance. “How?” she asked, and then his lips were on hers. His kiss was sweet, and it reminded her of their conversation the night of her birthday. She liked this Klaus. She could stand to be around this Klaus. She kissed him back, wanting to give him a chance to change her mind. Caroline pulled back and looked into his eyes. She liked what she saw there. “I want to get to know the Klaus that saved me on my birthday,” she told him. “Not the one that threatens to kill my friends to get what he wants.”