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A/N: here...have some vaguely klarolijah drabble-ish stuff. idk.
Prompt: Sometimes Caroline found it hard to breath. Then he reminded her that she didn't need to anymore. Elijah was good like that.
She woke up to his hands on her bare back. They weren't soft. The pads of his fingers were rough, callous even. He wasn't always a man of luxury and excess, fine suits and bright lights. There was a time when he wielded sword and axe against beasts and worked the earth. Now he was the monster in the night. He made the world work for him but the evidence of his origin is still on his hands. There was some irony to that but Caroline was too tired to finish her thought.
"You're home early," she murmured slightly irritated.
Caroline hated it when they didn't give her fair warning. Though she supposed she should be glad that at least he made an effort to call first or send a letter. Klaus on the other hand just showed up most of the time. He was like a sudden downpour or a great gust of wind always catching her unaware. Caroline suspected that he did it to tease her and maybe also to keep her on her toes.
"I'm sorry I didn't call first," he replied but his voice was distant.
There was a hazy quality to his presence like he was a dream or a spectre that would evaporate as soon as the sun rose to stab him through with its harsh yellow light. Caroline forced herself awake just a little bit more suddenly afraid that he might not be there in the morning. She may have hated it when they came to her unannounced but she was always glad to have them. Caroline pushed at the groggy feeling of cotton in her brain. She needed to grab hold of him lest he melt into to the air. She only managed to yawn and stretch beneath his slender fingers then snuggle down deeper into the sheets.
His cool, rough fingers start at the base of her neck where her skin stretched tightly over the bones in her spine. They worked their way down over each bump, each vertebra pressing lightly over her pale skin. He took his time inspecting the alignment and under his breath Caroline could hear him counting. It was like he was checking to make sure she's all there.
"Did you go to see him yet?"
Klaus was in the city as well. She had spotted him a few times smiling over a cup of coffee at her from another table at her favorite cafe. But before she could get to him he would be gone . On the table there was nothing but the check and the tip. He always left a little drawing of a smiley face down at the bottom. She wasn't sure if it was for her or the waitress.
"I have not," Elijah said pressing his lips against the shell of her ear so she can feel every single sound as it traveled through the air then down into the cavern of her ear, "I'll go tomorrow."
He crawled into the bed besides her satisfied with whatever statistics he had found in the inspection of her spine. As the cold rounds of the buttons on his dress-shirt pressed into the skin of her back, Caroline sighed contentedly. She would fall asleep somewhere in between the beats of his slow steady heart. Tomorrow they'd be together again. Caroline thought she felt the world shudder at the very notion.
A/N: yea so I'm just gonna keep these drabbles all in one place. they are probably all gonna be happening in one verse and are all gonna be vaguely related to each other...idk. I'm just gonna make drabbles about klarolijah kay?
is that cool with everyone?
I'm trying to ease myself back into fandom.