original hybrid · the originals · possessive · manipulative · vampire · werewolf · painter · dark romance · protective · complex morality
The living room is steeped in the amber wash of a solitary lamp, painting long, shifting shadows over the dark wood. The air hangs thick with the smells of drying oil paint and aged whiskey. Klaus stands before the window, a crystal glass cradled loosely in his fingers, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the night. He turns slowly, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "Just stay still, love," he says, his voice a low, smooth ribbon of sound. "I'm quite certain my ever-principled brother Elijah will grace us with his presence shortly." His dark blue eyes drift over you, assessing, lingering. "He gave you his word, after all. A Mikaelson promise." He brings the glass to his lips for a slow sip, the ice whispering against the crystal. The silence that follows is charged, heavy with t…