i don have any specific prompt but what about something fluffy and sweet and maybe interpret his 'it's impossible not to notice you as something mate-ish?

Well, well, well! Thanks Madina, love it! It took me a while to come up with something fitting but I hope you like it luv. I sort of mixed the latest episode with a time jump (and my hopes about Klaus being concerned about her snapped neck which probably wont play out in canon).

Date With Destiny

New Orleans was in the midst of Mardi Gras. Purple, gold and green adornments were fixed to every available surface as revellers celebrated on the heavily crowded streets.

Caroline shook her head as she watched the scenery rush past the cab window, wondering why she'd come unannounced. Besides the whole annoying neck snapping incident, the last time she'd seen Klaus some very raw confessions had been made and she'd been unable to think of anything but the way those crimson lips had curved into a knowing smile when she admitted she didn't regret their time together.

If she was being honest, Caroline had asked that question about him not noticing her on purpose. Yes, he'd always been free with his feelings towards her, but after so much time had passed she was unsure just how strongly he felt.

It was a need too strong to ignore. What she wasn't expecting was for him to say it would be impossible not to notice her. If she wasn't supposed to be driving and in control, Caroline would have melted into a puddle then and there.

Maybe those feelings had been equal parts confronting as confusing but as she made her way towards the French Quarter, she knew it was her turn to make some confessions. She just hoped Klaus was open to hearing them given all the drama with Hope and Hayley's unexpected passing.

Rebekah had reached out first, they'd met up at the Mystic Grill with Freya and drank most of their whiskey stash bemoaning their pathetic excuses for love lives. Hearing about Freya's supposed plans with Keelin and Rebekah's regrets for turning down Marcel's proposal had made Caroline more morose about her situation than usual.

Any qualms she had about sharing her most intimate thoughts with Klaus' sisters ebbed away with each shot she downed. In the fog induced haze of her hangover, Caroline made the decision to finally admit her true feelings for the Original hybrid which had probably been there since that night he saved her all those years ago.

"Miss? We're here." The taxi driver interrupted her thoughts gesturing to the imposing, Mikaelson compound. Suddenly she felt anxious, her nerves violently swirling in her stomach. It wasn't too late to go back to the airport she thought, madly trying to work out what to do.

Fate made that decision for her as the guy in question walked outside, his crimson lips breaking into a surprised but happy smile. She got out of the cab, albeit gingerly, his eyes still firmly focused on Caroline as she retrieved her luggage from the trunk.

"Don't tell me my truant daughter has decided to go MIA again?" She wished it was a Hope problem, it would have been easier to explain her sudden arrival.

"Not today," she replied, her unease only rivalled by the butterflies she felt in her stomach given just how delicious he looked in that navy henley and dark, denim jeans.

"So, to what do I owe this pleasure then, Caroline?" His dimples were now out in full force and she was struggling to stand given the way he made her legs wobble.

"I wanted to finish our discussion," he regarded her curiously before she continued. "You know before your crazy, amnesiac-effected brother decided to snap my neck."

"The bastard," he agreed, his hand moving towards her neck and caressing it softly. "I still haven't forgiven him for hurting you. Our discussion?"

"You don't remember?" She squeaked trying to focus as his hand continued to rub her neck.

"I remember ever word, Caroline, and I'm intrigued about what you have to say." He moved his hand and suddenly she felt cold without his familiar touch.

"You said it would be impossible not to notice me today..."

"Of course," Klaus confirmed. "But not just today; yesterday and tomorrow too. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, sweetheart. What is it you want?"

"I want you," she murmured, suddenly finding the ground very interesting. "Yesterday, today and tomorrow. I love you, Klaus."

"What took you so long, love?" He implored, placing his finger under her chin and lifting her face so his blue eyes were now firmly trained on hers. She felt a few tears escape her eyes and before she knew it Klaus was rubbing them away soothingly.

"Well, you did say however long it takes," she grinned as he pulled her greedily towards him.

"Maybe I lied," his mouth was on hers before she could object but for once she didn't care given just how good his lips felt massaging hers.

Fate had brought them together all those years ago and it had done the same thing today. She'd fought their connection for so long but being in his arms felt like she was finally home.