So i've recently realized that Matt and Katherine have had very little interaction. We haven't really seen how they interact with one another so this fic kinda forces them to come together and we begin to explore that relationship. I personaly believe that Matt could be really good for Katherine, especially since she's human now and that this relationship could really work. But not without some bumps in the road of course ;). Enough of my ramblings, enjoy.
Matt sat on the Lockwood couch, his head cradled in his hands as he tried to absorb the curve ball just thrown at him.
He didn't understand. The day started off innocently enough. He woke up and took a shower. He went to work, served a few tables, scored a few numbers. He picked up his mail, bought some toilet paper and found out he was going to be a father.
A father to Katherine Pierce's baby. Or as Damon would undoubtedly say, the father to her unborn devil spawn.
And Matt just couldn't compute. He felt like his brain was overheating or something. Which was probably why he was making so many weird computer references.
"I…" Matt began, speaking for the first time since they had sat down in the living room. He turned to look at her then, watching as she sat with her back straight, her chin high and her legs crossed in an obviously confident stance. The only thing that gave away her nervousness were the bags under her eyes and the slight impatient tapping of her fingers. Matt closed his eyes, scrubbing his face with his hands, already exhausted. "How?"
"Well Donavan, when a boy really likes a girl they share this special kiss, and if the kiss is long enough then sometimes, if they're really lucky-"
"Katherine, this isn't funny." Matt snapped irritably. Katherine's jaw clenched angry as well.
"You think I don't know that? A stupid question deserves a stupid answer Wonder Boy! How! What the fuck? It's not like you weren't there! We were out of our minds drunk that's how!" Katherine hissed viciously.
Matt swallowed thickly remember that day, groaning softly at the thought. It was one night. Just bit after he had gotten back from his summer with Rebekah and a while after Katherine had become human. They were both drowning their losses in beer and somehow ended up drowning in each other. The morning after they swore never to speak about it again and haven't really spoken since. Katherine got out of town and Matt worked and he had eventually kind of forgotten about it.
Until he found Katherine Pierce on his porch.
He glanced up at her through the spaces between her fingers. Her hair was slightly matted but fell in soft waves. It wasn't curled as neatly as before but framed her face well and suited her. She had cut it or something because it was about mid-length instead of long. Her face was bare of any makeup and a lot thinner than her remembered. She was donned in all black to hide all dirt on her clothes and her nails were chipped to match her chapped lips. Human Katherine really was a bit of a mess.
But she also looked so much like Elena.
Matt groaned again as he turned from her.
"This is so fucked up…" He said slowly. Katherine snorted, muttering a soft 'understatement of the century' under her breath. Matt ignored her, unable to deal with her snark right now. "I can't believe I impregnated my ex-girlfriends, previously murdering, psychopathic clone."
"For your information she's my doppelganger." Katherine said fiercely. Matt rolled his eyes as he got up off the couch.
"Does it matter Katherine?" He asked in frustration, Katherine growled audibly as she stood up with him, following him to the kitchen.
"Yeah it does! Where are you going?" she asked sharply. Matt bit back an snarky reply in favor of simply ignoring her. Once in the kitchen he said nothing to her other than pointing at a chair at the breakfast nook with brief and firm 'sit' . Katherine stood for a good few minutes for no reason other to defy him but sat down when she realized she was much too tired to be unnecessarily rebellious. She watched Matt scramble around the kitchen wondering what he was up to but much too proud to ask. Matt completely tuned her out as he worked, humming softly to himself to get his mind off of things. After a minute or so Matt placed a large bowl of ravioli in front of her, grating cheese over it swiftly. After putting everything away he turned to her, watching her in slight confusion as she only stared at the bowl in front of her in a daze.
"What? You don't like ravioli?" He asked in confusion. Katherine blinked up at him, her brows furrowed in confusion.
"What is this?" She asked in confusion. Matt blinked as he leaned on the table on his elbows.
"Ravioli." Matt said slowly, as if speaking to a small child. Matt felt his mouth twist into a slight grin as he stared at Katherine's glare. "What was that you said about stupid questions?"
"Shut up. Why are you giving it to me?" She asked irritably. Matt furrowed his brows in confusion.
"You're carrying my child and you look like you are going to fall over any second. Your skins pale, and you have dark circles under your eyes and you're not even a vampire anymore." Matt said. "I know you're used to human blood or whatever but three cheese stuffed ravioli will have to do in a pinch. You're not starving my kid Katherine. Eat."
Katherine stared at him defiantly for a few moments before her stomach growled loudly. Matt raised a brow at her, his eyes flicking between her face and the bowl pointedly before Katherine gave in reluctantly, firefly stabbing the ravioli with the fork her had handed her. She shoved it in her mouth agitatedly chewing it quickly. Katherine's eyes furrowed as she began to slow her chewing, swallowing the ravioli carefully. She took another forkful carefully, nostrils flaring.
"Donavan this isn't bad at all." She said through a mouthful of ravioli. Matt smirked at her from across the breakfast island.
"Thanks. I feel that's the closest I'll ever get to a compliment from you." He said as he watched her eat fondly. He always loved when people ate his food. "Made it myself from scratch. Trying a new recipe. It's vegetarian this time around."
"You cook Wonder Boy?" Katherine asked as she swallowed another forkful, her fork halfway to her mouth with more.
"Yeah. Always have really. I also sub in for the chef at the Grill when the guy's sick. They prefer to send me out to waiter though. Apparently I bring good business. That might not happen anymore though. No one really wants to come into the store to hit on a hot single dad." Matt said thoughtfully. He broke out of his reverie slowly as heard Katherine's positive grunts as she ate. "You really like it huh?"
"Yeah you make good food." Katherine mumbled through a mouthful.
"I can't deny that." Matt grinned confidently. " I made you an omelet that day, you know? You would have gotten to eat it if you actually stuck around long enough for breakfast."
"I don't do awkward Donavan." Katherine said firmly as she shoved more food into her mouth hungrily. "But I do do omelets. I take mine with extra cheese."
Matt laughed despite himself and the hundreds of reason why he shouldn't be laughing with Katherine Pierce in his kitchen.
"So you plan on sticking around this time? Not skipping town again?" Matt asked briefly, realizing a worry he didn't even know he had. He wanted to be involved with kid and if Katherine left…
"Nah. I assume you want to see the thing when it pops out and teach it how to throw a ball and blah blah blah. Figured I'd stay around long enough to give you the option." Katherine paused, the fork stopping mid-way to her mouth. "Unless you want to get rid of it?"
"No! No I…" Matt swallowed realizing what he wanted all at once without warning. "I want to keep it. I want to raise it. With you. If you want to."
Katherine slowed in her chewing, sucking gently on the tip of her fork before pulling it out of her mouth.
"Yeah, sure." Katherine said with a casual shrug. Matt felt his body sag in relief. Katherine was the kid's mother after all. Things would be better with her around.
Theoretically.
"Thanks Katherine." Matt said softly, grinning at her brightly. Katherine stared at him for a few moments, as if he was a puzzle she was trying to solve before nonchalantly shrugging again.
"If you really wanted to thank me you would get me more ravioli."
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