Prompt: Person A and B are roommates that live together in a dorm. Their neighbour (whom Person A finds hella fucking cute), Person C, knocks on their door and asks if they have any sugar. BONUS: B, locks the door and refuses to let A in until A and C talk to each other.

Person B pushes Person A out of the dorm, stating that "They're as sweet as can be."

"Enzo you left your stupid laundry in the bathroom again!"

Silence.

Dear Sweet Jesus.

Why had she been stupid enough to go ahead and tick that box on her college accommodations form? The one that specified that she'd be perfectly okay being roommates with a guy who was practically an overgrown 10-year-old, who didn't know how to pick up his own underwear?

Three years on and she was still most certainly not okay with it.

"ENZO!?" she shrieked at the top of her voice.

Two seconds later, the offending party emerged from his room looking utterly dishevelled; eyes barely open his hair mussed from sleep and consequently, sticking up at all angles.

She'd laugh if she wasn't so damn infuriated.

"Bloody hell, Gorgeous, why don't you just scream a little louder, I don't think they heard you in the next block!?"

Caroline's eyes widened incredulously.

"Well, I wouldn't have to yell at you if you would pick your nasty underwear off the ground!"

Enzo let out a deep sigh.

"Gosh, you're in a good mood this morning…" he muttered, trudging into the kitchen, attempting to rub the sleep from his eyes.

She glared at him, clad in his Manchester United football shirt that had seen better days.

Enzo insisted on keeping it and washing it over and over, claiming that it was 'lucky'.

If only he was that attentive with all his items of clothing.

"You do absolutely nothing to help with my 'wonderful' mood," she grumbled, reaching for the coffee pot.

Enzo quickly reached out and grabbed it before she could get to it.

Caroline let out an inhuman growl and shot him a filthy look.

His infuriating smirk only added insult to injury.

Just as she was about to give some choice words, there was a faint knock at the door.

"I'll get that shall I?" Enzo said dryly.

Caroline ignored him and reached up in the cupboard for a mug as Enzo strolled toward the entrance of their apartment.

As he opened it the large grin that spread across Enzo's face, as he saw who was there, could only be compared to that of a Cheshire cat, who'd received a whole lot of cream.

The person in question was Klaus Mikaelson; their neighbour who lived one door down from them in their dorm.

He was the guy that literally made Enzo's day every time he saw him because it meant he got the opportunity to tease Caroline mercilessly and use her immense and blatantly obvious crush on Klaus against her.

Fortunately now here he stood, at their door, in only in a t-shirt and his boxers.

Fortunately for Enzo and very unfortunately for Caroline.

"Can we help you mate?" Enzo asked humouredly, giving a once over.

Klaus nodded and cleared his throat.

"This is going to sound a tad strange - and cliche really - but I need to borrow a cup of sugar if you have it. Please," he added awkwardly.

Before Enzo could answer Caroline appeared behind him.

"Who is it Enzo?"

At once a wicked smile appeared on his lips and he turned and grabbed Caroline's arm pulling her toward the door.

"Wh- Enzo what are you doing-!?"

"Here you are, mate," he grinned at Klaus. "This one's as sweet as can be," he smirked.

With that, he flashed Klaus a brief wink and pushed Caroline all the way out, before disappearing back inside.

As she was shoved forward so abruptly, Caroline ended up flying face first into Klaus' broad chest.

She flushed a fluorescent shade of red as he caught her, painfully aware that she was only wearing her night clothes with no bra.

Caroline gave him an embarrassed laugh before moving to wrap her arms around herself.

Klaus flashed her a boyish grin, his prominent dimples on show.

If he'd noticed her nipples becoming increasing hard due to the air conditioning in the hallway, he didn't make it obvious. His eyes stayed consistently level with hers. Which if anything was all the more unnerving.

She turned her back on Klaus, instantly regretting the decision as she realised she was giving him a perfect view of her ass, clad in tiny polka dot shorts, which left very little to the imagination.

Caroline proceeded to angrily rap her fist against the door until she got a response.

"Enzo this is not funny! Open the door right now!" she demanded.

Her expression changed from fury to outrage as she heard the lock on the door click shut.

Caroline shut her eyes and slowly pinched the bridge of her nose; praying silently for patience.

"I am so going to kill him," she hissed.

"You friend seems to have a devious streak," Klaus observed with an amused expression.

"Yeah no kidding," she said, looking up at him, exasperatedly.

"Reminds me of my own brother," he mused.

"Well thank God, Enzo and I aren't related," she retorted.

"His antics this morning do have it's advantage for us," Klaus began taking a step toward her.

"How do you figure that?" she asked, only glancing up at him briefly out of the corner of her eyes. Trying her damnedest not to let them wander down to the waistband of his boxers; where that delicious 'v line' below his abs became visible, every time his shirt rode up.

"Well," he hummed getting even closer. "It provides us with the unique opportunity to get to know each other."

Caroline flushed, noticing the way his eyes began to shamelessly explore her form.

"Oh-?" she managed to utter.

"Yes, and I've been meaning to get to know you for quite a while- Caroline," Klaus purred, relishing Caroline's name as it rolled off his tongue.

As he advanced on her she stumbled back and her hand landed on the door knob.

Unexpectedly Caroline flew back and stumbled back into the house.

Once she'd gotten her bearings again she whipped around and her eyes landed on Enzo who sat enjoying his cereal at the table, with an expression like butter wouldn't melt.

"YOU UNLOCKED IT!?" she exclaimed, now utterly enraged.

Enzo looked up at her, innocently.

"Well that's what you wanted wasn't it?" he asked, shovelling a mouthful of cereal into his mouth.

Before Caroline could let loose on him, he turned toward Klaus, who was still standing at the door and jerked his head toward the counter.

"Sugar's on the side mate," he said, taking another mouthful.

Caroline watched open mouthed as Klaus strolled in and picked up the container Enzo had filled with sugar.

As he turned to walk toward the door he paused in front of Caroline and gave her one of his devastating smiles.

"I'll see you later, Caroline," he said lowly, before striding out of the room and closing the door behind him.

After a moment or two of staring at the door, Caroline turned back around to see Enzo making a very poor attempt to stifle his laughter.

"Well I hope you've picked out a nice coffin," she asked him, placing her hands on his hips.

"Oh, sue me, gorgeous. I'm a romantic," Enzo said holding his hands up.

"Besides don't tell me you didn't enjoy having a bit of alone time out there, with lover boy in his undies?" he quipped, waggling his eyebrows suggestively at her.

He ducked quickly enough to dodge the empty pringles can Caroline proceeded to aim at his head.

He knew it was time to get up and start running, though, when Caroline located one foot of her 8 inch Louboutins to throw at him.

Ah well.

Worth it.

He thought.

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