Happy holi !!!
So holi is a indian festival celebrated in the month of march .this year it was on 8th of march
Can you do a one shot were reader and her friend play holi with mikelson family .
For you, my love i would do this every day
I wasn’t sure whether to mention the festival to the Mikaelsons, I planned to go with my other friends to celebrate but i wanted the Mikaelsons to come, they were my family now.
I had just finished oiling my hair, making sure i was protecting my scalp from the paints and colours that were bound to get all over it tomorrow. I was slipping into my kurta pyjamas when Klaus came into our room. His arms slipping around my waist as he pressed his warm lips to the crown of my head
“you look beautiful my love” he whispered touching the fabric between his fingers
“no bright colours for bed tonight?” he asked with a tilt if his head as he looked at me through the mirror infront of us
“no not tonight” i muttered with a small smile before walking out his gasp to our bed, curling up, i reached my arm out to pull him closer. He wrapped himself around me and gently felt my hair
“you’ve oiled it? i thought you didn’t do that too often?” i smiled to myself listening to him, his fingers scratched at my scalp lightly
“i actually um i have this thing tomorrow with a few friends…you’re welcome to join- all of your family, it’s a festival- course if you’re busy its fine” i rambled not noticing his hands holding mine as he sat up to listen to me
“My love, my family is your family, you know this and we would love to join you and your festival, what is it for?” he asked softly kissing the back of my hand
“Holi…it’s for spring and love. It’s a festival of colour, so you throw coloured dye at one another, often the children have water guns with brightly coloured water inside, Hope would love it i think” i smiled brightly at him as he returned it with a loving gaze
“is there anything in particular we need to prepare for you?” he asked
“i’d wear something plain, something you don’t mind being covered in paint. we’ll go to my friends where we can eat and drink before the celebration begins. It doesn’t really start until the evening ish so Hope won’t have to wait to eat or anything, everything’s ready you just need to turn up” he grinned as he kissed my forehead
“i’ll tell our family of it and I’m certain they will attend, Hope in particular will be overly excited i am sure, and i have plenty of clothes ready, i am after all an artist” i laughed lightly and shuffled closer
“i truly adore you” i uttered and his eyes glazed over with a shine as he smiled
“i love you, i always will” he whispered as he held me close, his chin resting on top my head as we drifted to sleep.
The next day all of the Mikaelsons were ready, dressed in appropriate clothing and Hope was running all over the place
Klaus had followed me around all morning like a lost puppy, willing to do anything he could
“are we leaving yet?” he asked making sure he had packed all the spare clothes for everyone
“mhm yep lets get on our way, who’s driving?” i questioned
“Elijah of course, heaven forbid you fail abide to each and every driving law. Honestly it’s ridiculous, i speed one time and he refused to let me use his car”
“it’s more of a family car though” i reminded him, in response eh only rolled his eyes.
Finally there, i greet each of my friends and introduced everyone to each other. Dishes of colourful substances were set up everywhere, buckets of coloured water with sponges lined up. Hope looked ready to have a filed day and the other kids were quick to involve her.
As soon as it began Kol had dumped a handful of dye over Elijahs head. His white suits instantly ruined making Niklaus burst out laughing resulting in Elijah drenching them both in pink water. I threw my head back as i laughed before Hope chased my around with her water gun.
Music was blasting as i smeared a mix of paint down Klaus’s neck and chest, he only smiled widely before wiping light blue solution across my cheeks
“you know you said this was also the festival of love…” he said while bringing his lips closer to mine
“mhm and spring, should we get a pet bunny?” asked with a giggle seeing the distaste on his face as his nose scrunched up
“absolutely not”
“but daaad” Hope sounded from behind us with her arms crossed. Before he could reply Rebekah had thrown a significant amount of lime green paint over his side making him gasp and return her with a deathly stare. She run past at a human pace, grabbing Hope on the way and spinning her around
“you gonna come again next year?” i asked amused
“for you, my love i would do this every day”
this family would be the thing that brought an indescribable happiness to my life and i loved each of them in their own way.
(this could have been better! I’ve been struggling the past week to actually get ideas down but i hope its still something :) I hope everyone who celebrates had a wonderful Holi!!)
Ahh, my heart 🤌












