Prompt: "We're both teachers and I don't know about you but I think our students are trying to set us up because this is the fifth time we've been locked in the supply closet/classroom and I can hear them giggling outside" AU

xxx

Caroline grumbled under her breath in annoyance as she stacked the rolls of toilet paper back into their boxes. She was supposed to be chaperoning prom right now and instead she was cleaning up toilet paper.

Seriously?

Some of her students had come to get her and let her know about a couple of students they had seen coming in and out of one of the supply closets with rolls of toilet paper, most likely to teepee somebody's house. Even though one of the other teachers was supposed to be patrolling the halls throughout the dance, Caroline decided to go investigate for herself and sure enough, she found a couple of boxes knocked over and now here she was.

She turned when she heard the door open and was surprised to see Klaus walk in. She was about to ask him what he was doing there but the question died on her tongue when she took in how handsome he looked in that suit. She had only seen him from afar earlier and she had thought he looked good then, but now seeing him up close, she could feel a jolt of arousal shoot through her.

When she looked back up and met his gaze, she sensed she wasn't the only one feeling this way.

"Hey, I thought you were supposed to be chaperoning up front?" she asked, forcing herself to push back her sudden less than decent thoughts.

You're at a SCHOOL and the place where you WORK!

"I was, but some of my students told me about some kids stirring up some trouble around here," he responded as he took a step closer to her, a sexy smirk playing on his lips. "Might I take this moment to tell you how ravishing you look in that dress, Miss Forbes?"

"Thank you," she responded, feeling her self flush slightly because of the heated way he was looking at her and the way her name rolled off his tongue. "And not to inflate your already big ego, but you look pretty dashing yourself Mr. Mikaelson," she added teasingly.

He smirked as he bent down to help her.

"You know I love it when you call me Mr. Mikaelson?"

She rolled her eyes but could feel herself blush a little more and made to grab another toilet paper roll.

"We are so not doing this here," she tried to say sternly but the smile playing on her lips diminished her efforts.

"Doing what?" he asked all too innocently but the look in his eyes was anything but.

She shook her head with a small smile and continued working.

"Perhaps we could share a dance later?" he asked as he stacked away some of the rolls too.

"Perhaps," she replied coyly as she put in the last roll and helped him put the boxes back in their place. "First we have to do all that fun chaperone stuff and also find whoever did this."

She was making her way to open the door when she felt his hand tug on her elbow before he was spinning her around and in the next second, she felt his lips come crashing down on hers.

She knew she should've pulled away, this was so not the right place or time and literally anyone could walk in and see them, but that part of her brain that was screaming all of this was drowned out by the much larger part of her that wanted him.

So she kissed him back just as eagerly.

That was until she heard the sound of something bumping against the door, causing her to immediately pull back and quickly try to fix her hair from where he had tangled his hands in it.

"We should probably get back to our stations," she said a little breathlessly, quickly fixing his collar but when she made to move back, he took her hands in his, prompting her to look up at him.

"Only if you promise to save me a dance," he said with a dimpled grin that soon turned into a wolfish smile. "And that we'll continue this later?"

She rolled her eyes with a light laugh before looking at him again.

"I think we can work something out," she winked, leaning in to give him another quick peck on the lips before straightening out her dress.

With that she turned to leave but ran into a slight problem when she realized the door wouldn't open.

"What?" she muttered with furrowed eyebrows, trying to open the door a little more forcefully this time only to be met with the same results.

This time however, she could've sworn she heard what sounded like giggling coming from outside.

"Oh, not again," she groaned.

"What's the matter?" Klaus asked.

"Hey! I can hear you out there!"

In retrospect that might not have been her finest move considering the next thing she heard was the sound of footsteps rushing away from the door.

"The door is locked," she informed him with a frown.

She noticed him frown too before attempting to try and open the door himself, almost as if he didn't believe her. After failing, he turned to look at her only to be met with her, "I told you so" look.

"Notice how this keeps happening only to us?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure our students are trying to set us up because this is like the fifth time something like this has happened and I'm pretty sure I heard some of the girls giggling outside just now."

She could feel the annoyance bubbling inside of her so needless to say she was a little taken aback when he simply laughed.

"Klaus, it's not funny!"

"No, I know I know," he replied, the laughter clear in his voice.

"Then stop laughing," she tried to chide but there was something about his laughter and smile that were a little contagious and she found herself smiling a little too before sucking in a deep breath. "You know this is all your brother's fault right?" she added. "Ever since he locked us up in the media room, this all started happening."

Klaus merely smirked and shrugged.

"While normally I am inclined to want to hurt Kol, I can't find it in myself to do so for this occasion since it worked out so favorably for me," he replied cheekily, garnering a playful scoff and glare from her.

"So I was the only one to get the short end of the stick then?" she teased, laughing when he narrowed his eyes at her and wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her to him.

He kissed her again and it wasn't long before she melted into it but just as quickly as it started, she pulled back, grinning up at his slight pout.

"We still need to get out of here," she reminded him and he relented with a sigh.

After more than ten minutes had passed however, she huffed in frustration and leaned back against the door.

"How long do you think we'll be stuck in here this time?" she sighed.

"Well the last few times it's been about an hour."

"Great," she muttered sarcastically. "What are we supposed to do for an hour?"

"I can think of a few things," he said with that sexy smirk that screamed his less than innocent intentions.

"We are not having sex in this closet, Klaus."

"Who said anything about sex?" he asked a little too innocently. "So quick to jump to conclusions, but it's nice to know where your mind is, sweetheart."

"Oh so it's just my mind right?" she challenged.

She looked up at him through her thick eyelashes, giving him a heated look as she pulled down on his tie, and damn if he didn't feel aroused in that moment. She leaned in and slowly skimmed her lips along his jaw, working her way up to his ear before whispering.

"I should probably stop then."

With that she pulled back, grinning deviously at him.

"Tease," he growled.

She laughed and wrapped both her arms around his neck while he kept his wrapped around her waist.

"I'd told you we'd work something out later," she said against his lips before pressing them against his in a heated kiss that was full of promise for what was to come.

Later could not come soon enough.


"Hey, what are you guys doing out here?" Kol asked the small group of students huddled together and gigging outside in the hall.

They immediately stopped laughing and turned to face him.

"Nothing," one of them responded a little too quickly.

"Nothing?" he repeated dubiously. "You guys are going to have to try a lot harder than that to try and fool me. I practically invented pranks and can recognize when one is taking place before me so I will ask again, what are you guys doing out here?"

He followed their line of sight and saw that several of them were looking at one of the janitor's supply closet across the hall.

"What's in there?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.

The students all looked around at each other nervously, neither one wanting to say and Kol had to fight back a smirk. He really enjoyed the power that came with this job sometimes.

"Well?" he asked sternly.

"Um…I think Mr. Mikaelson and Ms. Forbes are in there," one of the answered, garnering her a glare from the others.

This time he seriously had to fight back a laugh.

"Did you- did you lot lock your teachers in that closet?" he tried to ask in a serious tone.

When they looked away guiltily, he knew he had his answer and never had he felt more pride for a group of students than in that moment. But he knew he couldn't exactly show it, "leading by example" and whatnot.

"In the spirit of celebrating your prom night, I will allow you guys the opportunity to return to your dance and I will let your teachers out so they don't have any names," he said in that same serious voice.

The relief that spread among them was almost palpable and after they quickly thanked him, they scurried off but stopped when he called out to them again.

"And next time I would be a little more careful. Beautiful plan but the execution could use with some work."

The students smirked to themselves and thanked him again before they hurried back to enjoy their dance, thinking how this night was going perfectly.

Kol waited until they were gone before turning his attention back to the closet that his brother and his little blonde distraction were currently stuck in

"Should've never bet against me dear sister-in-law," he said with a mischievous smirk.

Deciding that they could use with a little more bonding time, he resumed his patrolling duties, smiling to himself as he smugly thought that he was going to win this bet against Katherine and his brother much sooner than they all expected.


"Are you getting any reception now?" Caroline asked a little hopefully more than an hour later, but that hope was immediately squashed when he shook his head. "How has no one noticed that we're missing?"

"It's a pretty hectic night for all the staff," he reasoned.

He truthfully wouldn't have noticed if any of the other staff went missing save for her.

"Well not for you or me since we're stuck in here and missing the whole thing," she grumbled.

"There are worst fates in life," he smirked. "In fact, I consider this a bit of a blessing."

"Getting locked inside a janitor's closet?" she retorted.

"Getting locked inside a janitor's closet with you and getting to miss the chaos that accompanies one of the most overrated nights in high school."

"Prom is not overrated!" she scowled. "I'll have you know it's a great tradition that requires a lot of time and dedication and planning. I forget how much you hate prom," she added with a frown. "Why'd you sign up to be chaperone for this anyway?"

"I was informed they were in need of some more chaperones and I found I had proper incentive this year," he replied with a cheeky grin. "The thought of getting to see how stunning you would look tonight and to have the opportunity to share a dance with you was too much to pass up."

She felt herself blush a little at his words but tried not to make it too obvious.

"You realize you're probably not going to get your dance anymore right?" she pointed out instead. "Once the other staff see us and realize we've been gone they'll probably overload us with stuff to do and will probably make us oversee cleanup duty."

He frowned at that, realizing she had a point so he stood up and extended his hand out to her.

"Might I have the honor to this dance Ms. Forbes?" he asked with a dimpled grin.

"Are you serious?" she asked in surprise but took his hand nonetheless and stood up too.

"Why not?" he said as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her in close than would probably be considered appropriate out on the dance floor where the students were dancing.

"I didn't realize you had such a sweet side Klaus Mikaelson," she teased.

"Only for you," he whispered into her ear, smirking against her skin when he felt her shiver.

There was a part of her that felt self-conscious and a little cheesy dancing in that small closet with him with no music playing and where literally anyone could open up that door at any minute and see, but she moved her body along with his, letting his musky scent envelope her as she let her head rest against his chest. It wasn't long until they fell into a familiar and comfortable rhythm, both dancing along to a song only they could hear.


"Seriously?" Caroline complained as she tried moving around the small space trying to find a spot where she could get reception on Klaus' phone, standing on some boxes and moving closer to the tiny window in the top corner, hoping that would work.

So far, her attempts had been unsuccessful.

They had lost track of time, easily talking and laughing, and doing a few other things not exactly suitable for young prying eyes the last couple of hours and when they had checked the time again, they realized that the dance was already over.

"They forgot about us, Klaus! Prom's over! We're going to be stuck here all weekend! How are we supposed to eat? Drink? What happens when one of us has to use the bathroom?!" she rambled as she grew increasingly panicked.

"Don't worry, love. There's Saturday school tomorrow so one of the janitors will come in in the morning."

"We have to stay here overnight?!" she practically yelled. "How did no one notice that we're missing and how did the people who locked us in here just forget about us?" she exclaimed.

Little did they know that Kol had come across one of his old paramours volunteering at the check-in and had completely forgotten about them.

"Who does that? Ugh! When I get out of here, I'm not going to stop until I find out who's behind this and when I do…I don't know what I'm going to do but I'm going to do something."

Even though he was feeling extremely irritated himself, it was hard not to chuckle at the scene before him.

"And I will gladly help you," he agreed.

"I just, I know they don't have any bad intentions but this has seriously got to stop," she huffed.

He conceded her point with a small nod. It really was getting out of hand now.

While she continued moving around trying to get reception, he sat there contemplating a few things.

"Maybe we should just tell others about us. Our students would no doubt hear the gossip from the staff, namely Kol and Katherine, and it would get them to stop with their quest to set us up."

"And what exactly would we tell people about us?" she asked a little tentatively.

They were sleeping together and had gone on a couple of dates throughout the last month, but they had never put a label on their relationship. They had also decided, mostly at her request, to keep things between them to give them time and privacy to enjoy their new…whatever it was.

Half the staff was already gossiping about them, mostly because of Kol and Katherine, and she didn't want them to be subjected to all of that extra gossip yet, especially if it turned out one of them didn't want this after all.

He looked at her questioningly, quirking a brow in confusion.

"That we're together," he answered matter-of-factly.

"That we're together," she repeated with a small but happy smile.

He looked at her, seeming to understand why she was saying that and she couldn't stop her smile from growing at the way he blushed a little as he looked away. It was so unlike Klaus to ever be embarrassed or flustered about anything.

"That is, if you'd like us to be," he stated still seemingly embarrassed.

"I'd very much like," she replied teasingly, leaning in and gently sucking on his bottom lip.

His answering smile made her heart skip a beat and she found herself responding with one of her own but before he could duck down his head to kiss her again, she stopped him.

"We still can't tell everyone though," she informed him, making him arch in eyebrow in confusion. "Henrik said that Kol is betting we'll be together by finals and Katherine is betting we'll be together by graduation. We just need to wait until the day after graduation so that Henrik wins."

"You mean, so that you win," he retorted amusedly.

"Hey! I'm splitting the win with both of you too," she exclaimed indignantly, much to his amusement. "And this'll teach Katherine and Kol to try and make money off us."

"If you say so sweetheart," he chuckled before capturing her lips again in a hungry and passionate kiss that quickly chased away any other thoughts from her mind.

She moaned softly into the kiss when he traced her tongue with his own while his hands explored her body, down her back and over her breasts before dropping one hand down to her leg, slowly inching its way down until he reached the hem of her dress.

She ended up being the one to break the kiss, panting against his lips briefly before kissing down the side of his neck while her hands moved up to loosen his tie.

"Is it later, yet?" he asked in a low and husky voice, his eyes dark with a desire that mirrored her own.

She knew they shouldn't, this was their workplace after all, but when she felt his stubble lightly scratching her skin as he pressed open-mouthed kisses against her neck, she couldn't find it in her to care about anything other than the sensation he was provoking and how she wanted more.

"Perhaps," she managed to answer in that same husky voice as her hands finished working on his tie and quickly moved to push his jacket off.

He smirked and pressed another quick kiss against her lips before he began kissing along her neck, down to her collarbone and down to the exposed skin over her breasts.

He then dropped down to his knees in front of her and slowly inched up the skirt of her dress, his lips quickly following his fingers, immensely enjoying the trail of goosebumps that he left in his wake.

"Klaus…"

He hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her long silky legs before he looked up at her through his lashes to find her panting heavily and looking down at him, her eyes almost completely black with desire.

"Just relax, love," he said in that low and seductive voice that made her knees go weak pressing a light kiss against both the insides of her thighs and smirking against her skin at the way she softly moaned.

He looked back up at her to see her biting her lip in that sexy way of hers that always drove him crazy.

"And since it's just us, feel free to be as loud as you want."


The next morning, one of the janitors rubbed his eyes as he tried to finish waking up before he would have to begin on his duties. He yawned into his arm as he fumbled with the keys to one of their supply closets.

No sooner had he opened the door when out came a flustered looking-blonde holding a suit jacket tightly against herself, muttering a quick "good morning Bryan!" before she rushed down the hall to the women's bathroom and behind her came out the curly-haired British teacher all the girls in the school were gaga for.

"Bryan," he greeted with a quick nod and dimpled grin before walking down the hall as well, leaving a bewildered and confused janitor behind.

Did he imagine it or were some of those buttons on his shirt missing?

He scratched his head and chuckled before turning back into the supply closet, pondering what he had just witnessed and laughed when he saw a couple of small white buttons lying on the floor.

"Well I'll be damned," he laughed to himself. "Klaroline is real."