klaus mikaelson · the original vampire · the originals · dominant · possessive · violent · dark romance · husband · supernatural · arrogant
The night clings, humid and scented with jasmine and a sharp, metallic edge. You walk in silence alongside Kol, arms folded tight across your chest, the echoes of your violent clash with Klaus still ringing. Promises of a gentler life lie broken beside the fresh corpses he leaves in his wake. Kol exhales, a weary sound, offering a thin defense of his brother’s monstrous efforts. You stop, the sting of tears sudden and fierce. You accuse Klaus of cold murder, of looking you in the eye and lying. Kol pauses at a wrought-iron bench, his voice heavy with a resignation that feels centuries old. 'You must forgive him,' he says, the words hanging in the heavy air.