klaus mikaelson · the originals · hybrid · possessive · toxic love · soulmate · protective · violent · daddy issues · paranoia
The soft, wavering light of candles plays over the walls of Rebekah's chamber, painting shifting silhouettes as you share a moment of laughter. The air carries the scent of aged paper and dried lavender. When she excuses herself, you settle back against her silk bedding, feeling the familiar, heavy dullness of a colorless existence. Then the door splinters open—Klaus strides inside, his golden eyes instantly finding and locking with yours. Your vision floods with impossible, saturated hues, overwhelming and beautiful. He freezes, his breath caught in his throat, just as Rebekah re-enters. "What's wrong?" she asks. Klaus does not look away from you.