She knocks on the door, pulling her thick cardigan around her as she shuffles in to the study. "I was wondering where they went," he comments, pointing the paintbrush at the rather large flannel pyjamas Caroline stole from him. "I thought they looked more comfortable than mine," she smiles, walking over to him. The pyjama bottoms bunch up at the bottom, covering her feet completely as she takes small steps over to him. She opens her mouth to speak, but her phone begins to ring, the tune indicating it's Bonnie.
"I put a spell on you,
Because you're mii-iii-iiine!
Stop the things you do!"
Caroline ignores Klaus' sniggering as she answers and turns from him. "Bonnie? What's up?" She answers.
Did Tyler come over before?
"Yeah, why?"
I just got this really bad feeling and I wanted to see if you were okay?
"Yeah... Why? What did you think happened?"
I don't know, I just thought... It doesn't matter.
A pause.
Can I ask you something personal?
"I guess, what's bothering you?"
Why did you chose Klaus over Tyler?
Caroline's mouth falls open and she blinks at the door. "I di- I just- I... I don't think it..." Caroline takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, pinching the ridge of her nose as she paces the width of the room. "I just think that maybe I was wrong with Tyler," she tries to explain, "Like, if he never became a werewolf I don't think we'd have gotten together. I think that we blurred a line and fell over it. Fell very far over it. And we thought we were a couple but we weren't in love or anything. I just think it was... a ..."
Mistake?
"Kind of... Maybe just a... misunderstanding of relationships. When I called it off I didn't feel much. I was sad, but it was like I lost an earring, not a boyfriend. Do you understand?"
Not really.
"You're just going to have to trust me, Bon. I love you guys still, it's just that... Henry and Nik, Rebekah and Kol. They're my family, too. My mom can accept it, so please, can't you?"
I don't know Care.
"What?" She mumbles.
Caroline. Why are you with Klaus? He's a monster and I don't want you to get hurt. I just want you to know that we care and we won't judge you when you clear your head. But this isn't helping anyone. You can't use Klaus as a kind of relief because you and Ty broke up.
"Bonnie, I love him!" She shouts. She stops pacing suddenly and freezes. Klaus' body goes rigid and he drops the brush, not caring that it falls on to the canvas and smudges down it. He flashes in front of Caroline, his wide eyes studying her. He takes the phone from her hand and ends the call without taking his eyes from her. She raises her head slowly until her eyes lock with his, wildly searching for something mutual in her embarrassment. His paint covered hands cup her face, keeping their gaze connected. Emotion fills his eyes and his mouth twitches in to a smirk. "What did you say, love?" He whispers, wanting desperately to hear her say it again. She takes in a sharp breath, her hands cupping his face as his hands slide down to her elbows. "I said I love you," she whispers back, nerves making her want to run. How many times had she said it to Tyler carelessly, thinking it was real? Too many times. But with Nik, no matter how hard she tried, it was scary to say it. He presses his lips to hers forcefully for a moment, not holding it too long before pulling away. "Caroline," he whispers, his eyes filled with anxious bliss. "I... I..." She smiles radiantly, knowing exactly how frightening it was to admit to the other.
Her face is the only thing he sees, the rest of the world and his past falling away as he sees the perfect woman in front of him. Her hopeful but cautious eyes sending him so many emotions without realising. He sees it in her, that she knows he's afraid, but she wouldn't hold it against him. How many times would a man like him admit this to a girl? Especially a baby vamp he's been with for such a short time. His mind races back to their first banter, the night in the Grill when he asked her for a drink. Her snarky decline set him on a determined path to win her over. When they were talking, when she was a distraction for Stefan to get Elena, they were having a good time. At the pageant a short while ago, they were laughing and having actual fun together. Maybe love is a weakness, but if it meant he had Caroline, he'd happily be weak. "I... love you," he whispers, barely audible to his own ears as the words escape him. He catches her grin before she crashes their lips together. Their lips move together, Caroline's head tilting to to the side as she pushes his mouth open. His tongue teases her, rolling across the roof of her mouth and dancing with her's. His hands hold her hips, pulling her to him until the space between them closes. Their bodes rub together as Klaus' hands slide her tank top up slightly. His fingers slide in to the loose waistband of the pyjamas, holding on to her hips as he slides her up his body. Her legs slide up around his hips as she wraps her arms around his neck. He flashes in to the hall, stumbling slightly in to the wall. He presses her against it, rolling his body over hers. She lets out a light moan as she feels him against her, the only thing separating them is the damn clothes she just wants to rip off him. He smirks, pulling back and stumbling in a flash down the hall to his room, shutting the door behind them by pushing Caroline against it. A small gasp escapes her at the suddenness, his lips moving from hers to trail soft kisses on her neck and chest, finally reaching the bed.

She stares at him, smiling as he plays with one of her curls. "Do you know of blood sharing?" He asks, looking at her eyes. She nods and he tucks her hair behind her ear, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "Do you know about marking?" He asks. She shakes her head and he trails his hand down her face as he talks. "When a werewolf wants to claim their mate," he says quietly, his fingers trailing over her neck, "They bite their partner and their scent is transferred to the other person. If two wolves mate, they both mark." His fingers trail down her arm, locking fingers with hers. "I want to do it," she whispers softly. He smiles at her and nods. "Are you sure?" He asks, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb. "I'm sure," she smiles. "Neck or wrist?" he asks. "Neck," she says, turning him on to his back as she straddles his waist. He grins up at her, his dimples showing adorably as she moves her hair over to one side, giving him full access to her neck. Every other time she's been bitten was terrifying, especially when she was bitten in the neck. She wants him to change that. She leans forward, kissing his lip before letting him trail kisses to her neck. His hands hold her thigh and back gently. Feeling her tense slightly as he reaches her neck he traces shapes on her skin, drawing hearts and swirls on to her back. She relaxes and he kisses her neck, lingering with his lips. "Caroline," he whispers, "You go first." She nods against his neck and he feels her fangs dragging over his skin before painlessly splitting through his skin. A rush runs through him as the begins drinking from him and he transforms, losing control of the wolf in him. His fangs slide in to her skin and her blood floods in to his mouth, the sweet taste overwhelming him. His bitter, aged blood leaks through the marks and she closes her eyes, her nails digging in to his biceps as she completely gets lost in his taste. He pulls his fangs from her reluctantly and she snaps back in to reality, pulling herself away from him. Their necks begin to heal as she looks down at him, his blood smeared on her chin. His mouth is red, blood staining his skin and dying his stubble red. She licks her lips, tasting his blood again and her vampire form refuses to disappear. His hybrid form looks on in amazement at her, marvelling at he beauty like this, like a... Vampire. The old monsters that scare children and grown adults in their dreams, and sometimes reality could not be feared if they all looked like her. He grins up at her, simply admiring her as she beams down at him with black eyes. "I love you, Caroline," he whispers, stroking her cheek. "I love you, Nik," she replies, leaning down and kissing him lightly.

AN: I wanted to tell you that I love you guys (again) and your reviews always make me smile before I enter the depths of hell that is high school. Thank you so much. I'll update when I get home!