AN: Just a drabble I wrote while I was bored. Takes place a couple years from the current storyline after everything is settled. Will be part of my Give Me Hope story. Needed a break from the Klaroline drama. And if anyone is wondering I'm planning on updating that after the mid-season finale mostly because I'm having a hard time writing it with the influence of the current awesome season. Kol is permanently in the Kaleb body in this. I still love Nate though.

Kol apologizes to Davina.

Angry tears fell from her eyes while aggressively brushing out her hair. "Damn you, Kol," she said to the mirror. "Cocky ass mother-"

"Davina!"

Rolling her eyes, she continued brushing her hair, ignoring her boyfriends calls for her. She was afraid if she acknowledged his existence at this point it would mean she would have to suck it up and talk it out with him. She wasn't ready for his apologies and promises. His promises were usually broken by the end of the week. Just another Tuesday, she thought to herself.

Hearing him enter the bedroom, she went to close the door to the adjoining bathroom, but he was too quick.

"Darli-"

"Don't darling me!" She rushed passed him, pushing down the temptation to use magic against him.

She wasn't expecting what awaited her in the living room. A romantic dinner was set up at the coffee table with a dozen yellow roses. Candles were lit, the only light in the room, save for the television that had her favorite movie ready to go.

With a grin spread across her face, she went to the coffee table and picked up a beer bottle chilling in a small cooler. "Classy," she said, trying to get the top off.

When she seemed to be failing, Kol walked over and easily opened it for her.

"Show off."

"I'm sorry," he cautiously said, picking up a bottle for himself.

Diverting her eyes, she was unsure of what to say. It's okay?

"You lied to me. Again." She could feel her heart racing, the anger getting to her once again.

Guilt lined his features. He didn't say anything, giving her a moment to calm herself from that simple statement.

He suddenly grabbed her free hand and dragged her to sit on the couch beside him. She let him lead her, knowing how this conversation would go. He would continue to apologize, she would accept, and then they'd repeat the process next week. Though judging by the elaborate display in front of her, he might have something else in mind. He turned to face her while still keeping a firm hold.

"I'm far from perfect," he started, catching her gaze. He looked more remorseful then usual, his eyes giving away his regret. "I spent a thousand years living under my brothers thumb while being hunted by our father. I've dealt with more betrayal and mistrust then most. Making deals is what I've had to do to survive and live for myself. I've done many bad things. Things I don't regret. You know my story, love. You know why I am the way I am."

She didn't say anything. Just leaned back into the couch. This was definitely not the conversation she had memorized.

"But one thing I do regret, is hurting you."

There it is, she thought, taking a swig of her beer. "Apology accepted," she said, downcasting her eyes so he wouldn't see that she was still very much angry.

"No, it's not," he laughed, knowingly. "I'm not talking about last week. I purposely didn't tell you about the meeting with my mother. Not because I didn't want you to know, but because I didn't want old issues rising between us. And I knew you would stop me from going."

"Omitting the truth is still lying, Kol!" She jumped up, knocking her drink over. "And of course I would have stopped you! Your mother is insane!"

He followed as she stomped into the kitchen to grab towels to clean up her mess. He caught up, turning her around to face him while simultaneously waving his hand at the spilled drink, making it disappear. "I went to hear what she had to say. I told her to fuck off."

"You still-"

"Out of a thousand years, my only regret was using you. Betraying you. Lying to you."

"Kol-"

"I won't stop being who I am. There may be times I do something you won't like."

The passion in his voice startled her for a moment. But it wasn't until he was down on one knee that she took a step back. Eyes wide and mouth agape in shock all she could do was stare. Her breathing quickened and her heart raced. This was really happening.

"I swear to you, I will never hurt you. I will protect you with everything I have."

He pulled a ring out of his back pocket. It was old, with blue diamonds in the shape of a heart.

Davina's eyes narrowed. "Are you seriously asking me to marry you while we're fighting?"

"Uh-" Kol frowned.

"That's so you." Davina smiled, then hit him with a glare and a playful shove. "Ask me again next week."

She took her spot back on the couch before reaching for another beer. Looking back at Kol, who was still kneeling on the floor with a goofy grin, she beckoned him over. "Are we going to eat or what?"