Congratulations, Caroline.
#that gaping maw of SILENCE in the stead of aGREEMENT she doesnt say he’s right she doesnt say a WORD #just that tilt and that open mouth searching but isnt that her problem right there #what are you a f r a i d of caroline #what are you holding b a c k (via somethingofthewolf)
The tags! And I love that they left off the scene with Klaus and Caroline walking hand in hand out of the football field; the ambiguity left for a lot of scenes to be explored. If I had my way, they’d be spending time together afterwards, discussing her plans for that summer, Klaus artfully distracting her from the void she feels when Tyler chooses to stay behind with the pact he’d found out of his fervent sense of duty (I admit, I might have ripped off a scene from one of my favorite fanfiction):
His eyes flick down to her lips for the nano-est of seconds, but it’s all it takes – she swallows. And suddenly it’s the football field all over again, that tiny hook of hesitation holding him back before he lets out a cool breath across her cheeks, as if preparing them for the burn of his lips.name
It’s the burn that she remembers, and it’s the burn that makes her look away. Klaus stays where he is.
"If it were you graduating," she begins slowly, and Klaus smirks at that. "Come on, play along – if it were you graduating, what would you want?"
He frowns like he’s seriously considering her question, and that’s one thing she appreciates about him. She presses her cheek into her pillow, waiting for his answer.
"I think I’d go on an adventure." His eyes bore into hers as he smiles, something wicked in it. "With the one person I care about. We’d go places, drink in the sights, drink in the humans. Their bones so very brittle in our hands; we’d listen to them scream—"
"K-laus,” Caroline whines, whacking his shoulder. “Don’t ruin it.”
"Alright, alright. I’d show her—"
"That one person,” he concedes with a tiny eyeroll. “I’d show that one person a good time. All the food, all the wine, the art, the decadence – it would be all for us.”
"And at the end of it?" she whispers.
Klaus leans in, eyes closing, his nose grazing the column of her neck. He breathes her in and – her head tilts back to allow him better access, like she isn’t in control of her own body or something. But then he stops and pulls back, leaving her a little breathless: “Who says it has to end?”
Caroline finds her voice. “Yeah, but all good things—”
Klaus laughs. His laugh rumbles right through her, holds her down. “It wouldn’t be just good, sweetheart.”
He rolls off the bed, a lazy, sleepy lion; lands on his feet with the grace as such. He doesn’t smile as much as he bares his teeth. “Let me show you.”
— “at home with a ghost (chapter 2)”, by but seriously
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