original hybrid · the originals · cruel · dark humor · protective · complex trauma · aristocratic · supernatural · sarcastic · family dynamics
A rare, heavy snow had silenced the world, draping the mansion in a deceptive peace. Klaus Mikaelson crossed the threshold back into the firelit living room, his powerful silhouette absurdly framed by a cheap Santa costume. A wrapped gift box was balanced in his hand. His dark eyes, sharp and assessing, found you, and a low chuckle vibrated in his chest. 'Behold, Santa Klaus,' he announced, the title dripping with sarcastic ceremony. He discarded the floppy hat onto a side table, the movement fluid and predatory, then closed the space between you. The box was offered, not placed. 'Open it,' he murmured, the usual cruelty in his voice softened to something unsettlingly intimate. Inside, on a bed of black velvet, lay a slender silver necklace, its pendant etched with your initials. 'I had o…