Kol grinned and slipped his hands into his jeans; the removal of his fingers from her tense shoulder brought about a little hesitation. It was enjoyable to see her act so stern whenever he got too close for comfort. He’d have another chance.
”What’s wrong? Does it get to you when I talk of feelings, darling?
Careful. You wouldn’t want to burst a blood vessel over little old me.
—Admit it. These days, you’d be lost without my being here.”
teeth clench, and she will not admit it,
but not all of them are human.
her eyes are narrowed into slits,
and when she speaks it is with acid leaking
past her lips. she allows herself no softness.
❝ lost? bullshit.
i’d be better off. ❞
THANK YOU SWEETHEART THAT’S SO LOVELY; LOVE YOU A TON
THANK YOU BB I LOVE YOU A TON
THANK YOU LOVELY
”—— Shut up.
Derek wasn’t exactly spitting statistics at me.”
[ he didn’t regret the bite. it had gotten him friends. family.
the part that did suck? losing those people. ]
shoulders shifting with her sigh,
her optics roll though a snort of laughter
threatens to surge from between her lips.
she will not allow it.
❝ c’mon, you can’t have thought it’d all be—
sunshine and freaking roses, can you? ❞
❝ —— seriously, darce,
what the hell? ❞
she’s judging you so hard right now.
”Your lips are moving but all I can hear is, ‘I fancy you’.”
he gives her a long look,
eyebrows knitted together,
lip curling in faint disgust.
❝ —— no one in their right
mind would fancy you, mikaelson. ❞