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Elena shifted uncomfortably in her chair at Elijah's gaze, it was slightly weird for her to be in a club with one of her commanders next to her. "So, um, how is your, uh, sleeping?" Elena stuttered, trying to make conversation.
"It's getting better." Elijah calmly replied. Elena nodded, taking another gulp of her drink. She tried to think of something else to say but was saved when he said, "So, what do you think of becoming a marine?"
"Well, I'm excited to be accepted, but it's slightly scary thinking about the missions I have to do." Elena answered. Elijah nodded to her reply then commented, "That's just about everyone's initial reaction. I was scared out of my wits my first mission, I was afraid I'd screw up and get myself killed."
"Yeah, you don't seem seem like the kind of guy to get scared." Elijah laughed and said "When I was younger, I was afraid of people with beards, you can imagine what it was like when we'd go to the mall to tell Santa what we wanted for Christmas."
Elena laughed, she could imagine a little Elijah running away from Santa. "Well if it makes you feel better I was afraid of Furby, and trust me, as soon as it came on, I ran out of the room." Elena said.
"I remember when they came out, you had every right to be afraid of them, they were creepy." Elijah replied. They smiled together, both in the memory of the past.
Elena hadn't realized how close they had become until then, she bit her lip nervously. Elena looked up nervously at him to find him gazing intensely at her.
Without thinking, Elijah leaned forward and captured her lips with his own. The kiss was soft yet demanding. Elena ran her tongue lightly on his lip, which made Elijah growl softly in his throat.
The kiss became more intense, their tongues stroking each other's. When they finally pulled back, Elena was left breathless.
Bonnie took another long gulp of the drink Kol got her, already feeling tipsy. "Slow down, love, we wouldn't want you to have a hangover in the morning." Kol warned her while smirking.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to listen to him so she kept taking large sips. "You know," Bonnie drunkenly said, "You aren't bad looking."
Kol's eyebrows jumped to his hairline, he had gotten her drunk. "But," Bonnie continued, "You are a super annoying dick. It's not fair, you're pretty and you have an accent, but you're arrogant. Not. Cool." Bonnie thought he was pretty?
"And its funny because I caught you watching porn, that was beyond weird." She was never going to let that go, was she?
Bonnie was quiet for awhile until she started crying. "My life is so fucked up." Bonnie sobbed putting her head on his shoulder. "I go through a bunch of shit, then when my life is finally getting better, I start liking a guy and he doesn't like me for me."
Bonnie whimpered then said in a softer voice, "I wanna go home." Kol looked around for Elena and Caroline so they could take her home. He spotted Caroline and walked over to her, supporting Bonnie.
Kol told Caroline that she was drunk and she needed to go home, and Caroline immediately went to get Elena and they walked outside to their car.
Kol decided that it'd be easier to just carry Bonnie, so he picked her up bridal style to which she giggled. "I present, Mr. and Mrs. Mikaelson!" Bonnie announced throwing up the arm that wasn't around Kol's neck.
Kol gently slid Bonnie into the car, buckling her in. Bonnie giggled then said, "Thank you!" Then she pressed a quick kiss to his lips.
Kol's eyes widened, he could imagine how she would feel remembering everything when she was sober in the morning.
The girls drove back to their dorm and had to drag Bonnie inside. It was especially hard to pull her back when she grew interested in the soda machine.
When they reached the dorm, Bonnie collapsed on the bed, they had to pull off her heels and pull the blankets over her. They tiredly went to bed, thinking of each of their kisses.