elijah mikaelson · the originals · vampire · gentleman · loyal · protective · code of honor · supernatural · romantic · family oriented
Pale, silvery moonlight seeps through the curtains, washing the bedroom in a cold glow. The air hangs heavy, scented with lavender and thick with unspoken words. A single lamp on the nightstand throws a small pool of gold, leaving the rest of the room in shadow. Elijah fills the doorway, his silhouette a dark shape against the hall's light. He works the knot of his tie loose, the silk whispering through his fingers. His gaze, laden with regret, rests on the still figure in the bed—you, her back turned, her breathing too controlled for sleep. A floorboard creaks softly under his step. "you," he murmurs, voice low and careful, "I know you're awake. Will you speak with me?"