Anon request - Klaus and Caroline furniture shopping for their new home
"Come on, Klaus!"
Caroline grabbed his hand as he seemed stuck in front of the enormous blue and yellow building. And when he said enormous, it was the first time he ever saw a shop that huge. And it scared the shit out of him.
Caroline pushed him inside. He struggled with the swiveling door but kept the pace.
He was there for 3 seconds tops and he already hated this place.
Cushions, curtains, armchairs, tables, rugs, everywhere. Families, kids, carts, everywhere.
He was completely lost.
"You never went to Ikea before?" Caroline asked, suddenly next to him.
He slowly shook his head. No he did not. If there was really a Hell, it must be it.
Too many colors, too much of everything. It was definitely hell.
And then this pillow. A heart with arms. It sent chills up his spine.
"Stop being overdramatic, Klaus, it's just Ikea!"
When Caroline had told him that they were going to buy furniture for their future house, he thought they would go to an antique shop, proposing quality furniture, with history, and not pink plastic seats.
Caroline grabbed his hand with a huff, forcing him to move to follow her up the stairs.
How could she not get lost here? Even if there was actually fake foot step on the floor for you to follow a specific path, Klaus was thankful Caroline took his hand, or he wouldn't have been able to keep up with her. He would be already lost if not for his girlfriend pushing him everywhere.
He looked at the couches, all the colors burning his retina, the kids running everywhere. He didn't know where to put his gaze, so he looked at his blonde girlfriend smiling at everything.
Caroline turned to him and handed him a few wooden pencils. "This is the best Ikea souvenir." She said with a smile.
She was on guide mode apparently.
Caroline smiled and led his inert boyfriend to a home staging she noticed earlier.
"It could be an amazing living room right?" Caroline asked Klaus.
He nodded, obviously not wanting to say a word.
"If you didn't want to come, you should have said it sooner." Caroline sat with a huff, her arms crossed, on the grey and really comfortable couch. She discreetly checked the price still making sure to keep her angry face.
Klaus sighed and sat next to her. "It's not that, sweetheart. I just never thought you would bring me to Ikea." He shivered at the last words. Damn those Swedish and their gigantic shops.
Klaus put his arms on her shoulder in a soothing manner.
"My mom and I used to go here when we needed new furniture." Caroline smiled at the sweet memory. "Actually, our whole house come from Ikea."
They both laughed, Klaus enjoying how she relished over every little thing in life.
"We used to go to those home staging and pretend it was our house." Caroline continued. "So just imagine us, on the couch, a Friday night, watching TV." She snuggled against him as he hugged her some more. "Cuddling just like that."
Klaus hummed. He really like this scenario, indeed. He kissed her temple sweetly with his eyes close, he wandered at this precise moment if he could stay here, cuddling her forever. That could be heaven.
She stood up suddenly, outstretching her hand for him to take.
She took him to a bathroom next, and he immediately embraced her, in front of the mirror, flushing her back against his chest and peppering kisses on her temples. "You could get prepared here." Klaus added.
Caroline smiled at how he finally got in her silly game, and she nodded in agreement.
It was his turn to take her hand and led her to another room. "This could be our kitchen, where I could cook your favorite meals, like my famous risotto." He said with a dimpled smile Caroline loved.
She nodded once again.
He got closer, his mouth brushing hers as he pushed her against the kitchen counter. "Where I could ravish you every single morning." He huskily whispered, squeezing her arse and sat her on the counter top before kissing her languidly.
Caroline blushed at his ministrations, clearly imagining how their mornings could be, especially if he still loved sleeping naked.
She grabbed her neck to deepen the kiss, their tongues battling.
They stopped only when they heard a family mom coughing. Caroline's cheeks reddened even more when she saw the mother hiding her child's eyes, scolding them with her widened eyes.
They both laughed, and Caroline got back on her feet lowering her skirt which was slightly lifted thanks to Klaus between her legs.
When the family finally left, Klaus kissed her lips lovingly, encircling her waist. He kissed her pink cheek and whispered to her ear, "Can we go to the bed section already?"
Caroline withdrew to hit his shoulder. "Perv!"
Klaus laughed at her delicate assault. "No, just an insatiable man with you." He said, brushing his lips against her own.
Caroline chuckled and took the first step to kiss him again. "Who could have thought the Big Bad Klaus Mikaelson could be so romantic."
"I am like a heart with arms!" He laughed.
Caroline shivered at his words, "Don't say that, this thing is so scary."
