"Caroli - "
"CareBear!" Damon interjected Elena's phone call with Caroline.It was late at night and Caroline had decided she had been a little homesick, and because Bonnie and her mom were asleep, Elena and Damon were the only options. "Hi, Damon," she said enthusiastically. Damon started to make some snarky remark, but Elena thankfully shh'ed him.
"Where were we?"
"Talking about the 'random guy' that answered your phone. Stefan told me all about it, he also said that he had a very familiar accent. Anything you want to tell me? Or do you want me to get bonnie over here to? I can make Damon leave."
"How many times do I have to tell you, he was taking my picture in the venue, and picked it up when Stefan called. Why would you even think Klaus was there?" She could feel the judgement radiating through the phone call.
"Funny, you knew exactly who I was talking about, Care." Caroline sighed in frustration and hung up. It was vacation, and, as the final act (possibly) as punishment for talking back to Stefan, Caroline wanted Klaus to go to Disneyland with her. Just as he denied her the first time.
They were on the road now, Caroline now saw an opportunity of something else, too. She giggled quietly, "Klaus, pull over."
He looked at her, "Why, love? Is something wrong?" His expression became rather concerned than curious. She shook her head and told again to pull over. Caroline grabbed her phone and flipped the camera on. "Okay, and - " Caroline moved him a few feet to the side outside the car. "There," she raised his hand to a palm.
He raised his eyebrows at her, then glanced behind him as she bit her lip in enjoyment. "Really? You are going to enforce me, Klaus Mikaelson, to a subject of cliche photos?" The Hollywood sign looked as if landed softly on his shoulders now in the camera view. "Are you trying to say you'rethe alpha male again? Seriously?" She gave him a look.
Klaus only raised his head proudly - Caroline rolled her eyes and chuckled. "If anyone here is the alpha, Klaus, it's me," Klaus' expression said he was well aware but wanted to disagree. She grinned smugly at that and preceded with the pictures. She laughed as Klaus made a face of some type of teasing werewolf, his eyes yellow for the photo.
As Klaus laughed at his own pose, he grabbed her phone and tugged her to switch places with him. He admired her gracefulness as she did; the sun catching her straightened blonde locks naturally. Caroline made a series of poses, one with her arms stretched out underneath the sign. Klaus then wrapped her up in his arms, despite her three moments of surprise and two of slight awkwardness.
Klaus put himself behind her, smiling as the camera captured her wide smile (he found tickling her worked best) and his suggestive and enchanting smirk.
"That," Klaus smelled her hair - roses and lavender - "is one for the museum's." He smirked mischievously, and Caroline suppressed a smile but not a blush. Instead she gave him a sigh of false annoyance. He of course saw through it, like he did most times, but said nothing as she tapped her screen.
"I'll save to Google, but don't think I'm sending it to anyone," Caroline half teased but was also serious. She went to go text Damon - who was apparently spamming her with texts like "Why is Elena so questioning?" or "What did I do to piss BonBon off ?" As if she knew what he did this time. By mistake she pressed picture - her mind going blank for a second as Klaus walked away (who could deny her a peek?).
She sent the photo of her and a very obvious Niklaus with the caption "Leave me ALONE DAMON I'm on VACATION!" once she'd noticed what she had done, she cursed aloud; "Shit!"
"Caroline?"
"I sent it to Damon!" She said in frustration.
Klaus laughed silently - Caroline hit him in the shoulder once she sat in the car again - and after announcing that was ride of her, "Why do you have Damon's, of any Salvatore, phone number?" He wondered aloud, looking at her strangely.
She groaned, throwing her hands up, "Ask Elena." Caroline has never liked Damon, and Elena is very well aware of that, so why she would ever put his number in Caroline's phone, was beyond her. "She's so weird sometimes."
"And you're not?" He grinned at her, amused. Caroline kept her eyes on the picture - his smile certainly looked better in real life. She couldn't deny that - the evidence was right in front of her and even a blind person could see that. Perhaps just by his smooth, thick accent -
"Love?" He brought her out of her thoughts. Smiling widely, "Don't worry, Caroline," how he said her name was truly a blessing, "that's exactly how I like you." He started the car up and with another blush climbing through her face she looked out the window. Temporarily Caroline forgot of everything and everyone outside the small car on the road.
Damon could hear Elena start singing - horribly, but if she asked he'd say perfectly - in the shower as he lay in bed. His phone dinged and he put the cup of whiskey down on the nightstand to check it. He saw a photo of CareBear and someone he hated most - for reasons too much to list off - and his brows furrowed. "Damon?" Elena's voice sounded as she started walking back over.
"Huh," he stated simply before shrugging, I'll ask her later, before pulling down and kissing Elena passionately. "Yesss?" He smirked dangerously.
