This is just ridiculous, mindless fluff. This doesn't follow canon after 4x23, because the show ended after that and all I hope is that Joseph's curls look on point for our eventual endgame scene ;)

Hope you guys are doing great :) For the 4th day of 25 Days of Klaroline: NOLA

Enjoy!

After twenty years with Klaus, there wasn't much Caroline didn't know about him. It took a long time, but eventually she became educated on the centuries he lived without her. She was entertained endlessly about some of the embarrassing stories his siblings told, not to mention watching Klaus growl out dagger threats was both sexy and amusing.

Still, there were stories about his dark years that left her horrified. But, after living over a thousand years, not one person was perfect. Everybody had blood on their hands after living longer than a normal lifespan. If she judged him based solely on the fact that he was a killer, she'd be pointing a finger right back at herself in the mirror.

After all that time together, she became an expert in all things Klaus. One of the things that Caroline prided herself on was how well she could read his body language and expressions more than anyone. He was good at hiding his emotions mostly with an impassive expression on his face, but a closer look always told her otherwise.

Whenever he was annoyed, his eyebrow twitched. When he felt particularly murderous, his hands shook slightly, almost as if he was trying to physically contain himself from throttling someone. When he was amused, he'd press his lips together to keep from smiling and his eyes got bluer. Her favorite tell of his was whenever he was in the mood. A little bit of gold gleamed from his eyes and the hint of a smirk graced his lips. Caroline received that expression from him a lot, not that she'd ever complain.

To the outside world, Klaus was a dangerous psychopath with a penchant for violence. While that was true, there was a whole other side of him that came out when she was around.

Unsurprisingly, he had possessive tendencies when they were in public. They weren't exactly an affectionate couple, but a hand on her hip or a touch on her back seemed to scream "mine" to anybody who came around. Not that Caroline minded, she could be just as possessive as him. She took the liberty to accidentally let her control slip whenever she caught a woman undressing him with her eyes.

It was hilarious to watch them freak out when they got a look at Caroline's red eyes and the veins underneath.

Klaus did the same, so it was only fair.

But there was one secret that no one knew about Klaus, except for her.

He loved to cuddle.

It was actually rather adorable.

On the nights where Klaus made his patrols with Marcel, checking out his New Orleans kingdom, Caroline was stuck going to bed alone. Normally, as "queen" (his title, not hers), she tried to go out with him and help, but she found it boring. As much as she appreciated him involving her in the affairs of all the factions, she enjoyed sleep and Netflix more.

Their bed felt lonely without him, but she always woke up the next morning with her head nestled into the crook of Klaus' neck and her leg slung over his. She didn't complain; he was excellent about keeping her super comfy. However, it was kind of strange because her mother always told her she slept like the dead and rarely moved. There were many nights growing up where she'd fall asleep on the couch in a strange position and would wake up in the same one, just a tad more stiff. Bonnie one time kicked her out of Elena's bed at a sleepover in her sleep, and she didn't even realize until the former stepped on her on the way to the bathroom.

It wasn't until she stirred awake one night that she realized that Klaus was moving her every single time. She would be sleeping on her side of the bed with a pillow in her arms and Klaus pulled it away, turned her over and positioned her arms over his torso and snuggled into her. The night she caught him, he was in the middle of situating her on his chest, and Caroline feigned sleep until he settled down.

It was freaking adorable.

He had no idea that she knew about his little routine. Sometimes, Klaus teased her about being addicted to cuddling him (which, can you blame her?), so payback was definitely in order.

She tried many times, all attempts thwarted accidentally by Klaus. One time, she didn't fake sleeping fast enough that he just came in their bedroom and started talking about the patrol, assuming she was waiting up for him. The next time, he smelt like blood, which both worried and aroused her. She pushed the idea of catching him in the act and decided to join him in the shower to make sure he didn't miss as spot in cleaning off the blood. The last time, he cuddled up behind her in the bed and started kissing her neck, dissolving her resolve to catch him.

He was very persuasive.

But not anymore.

She thought about confronting him about it, but she knew Klaus would deny it. He would probably tell her she was hallucinating, and then try to seduce his way out of it. It was the norm for him whenever she caught him doing something.

It took her nearly a year to get him to admit that he enjoyed watching the Hallmark Christmas movies, and she ended up having to be naked to get him to actually say the words.

On the night she planned to finally catch Klaus once for all, there was an uprising in the bayou that he and Marcel had to check on. It was something about a clash between the Crescent pack and a coven of witches with a land dispute which took longer than expected. Klaus ended up texting her around midnight to let her know that he was going to be late and she shouldn't wait up for him.

So, naturally, she did.

Caroline left their bathroom light on, cracking the door so a little bit of light trickled in for him to be able to navigate his way around the bedroom. For someone who had excellent eyesight, he made a lot of racket in the dark. She passed the time by reading her kindle, keeping one hyper-trained ear outside to where she was able to head Klaus when he approached the mansion.

She heard a rustle outside and immediately shut off the kindle, crawling under the sheets and forcing herself to breath deep and even. She could tell it was Klaus based on the easy, confident footsteps. He exuded a certain temperament that she could practically feel through the walls.

He moved around in the kitchen, apparently having a glass of blood that Caroline smelled from a floor up. Her mouth watered and she clenched her eyes shut, doing her deep, non-killing people breaths. The mixture of Klaus and blood was incredibly arousing, but she didn't need it to deter her from her goals. It didn't take long for him to wander upstairs, shutting off any lights that she'd left on in the ground floor. She left the house light on when he was out, a habit she'd picked up from her mom during her teen years.

She heard his steady steps up the stairs, coming into their bedroom and shutting the door behind him. It didn't take long for him to strip, tossing his dirty clothes in the hamper that Caroline forced him to get. He went to the bathroom, quickly washing up before turning out the light and walked quietly over to his side of their bed.

He slipped in, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. She let out a soft sigh, something that could be misconstrued as sleeping. Klaus didn't seem to notice anything off as he slowly pulled the pillow out from her arms. He tossed it to the side before gently rolling her over, pulling her to where she was draped over his torso.

Burying his head in her curls, he snuggled into the pillow and she felt him close his eyes.

"Got you!" she shrieked, lifting her head.

To his credit, he barely reacted. He just blinked and ran a hand through her hair.

"Sweetheart, did you have a dream?" he asked in a tired voice.

Klaus was obviously already pulling the "you were dreaming/hallucinating" card. She had to give him some credit; it was a convincing sleepy tone. Caroline bit back a snort. She knew him all too well.

Hallucination distraction: check.

"Nope," she replied brightly, tapping him on the nose. "I was awake the whole time."

He arched a brow curiously.

"I know you've been moving me every night," she continued, her fingertips stroking his chest lightly.

He rolled his eyes, darting them to the side. "I have not."

Caroline shot him a knowing look and he just gave her an innocent smile. "You must have been dreaming, my love."

"You can't charm your way out of this one, secret cuddler," she teased.

Using adorably annoying pet nicknames to butter her up tactic: a new one, but not distracting.

Klaus' grin deepened and he pulled her closer, pressing a searing kiss to her lips. She involuntarily moaned, her mouth falling open as he slipped his hand under her sleep shirt to caress the small of her back.

Seduction distraction tactic: check.

"Klaus," she gasped, fingers curling into his skin as he bit down on her lip.

"Hmm?" he murmured against her skin.

"Stop trying to change the subject," she moaned, shivering when his tongue ran along her jaw.

"The subject being me seducing you?" he asked cheekily.

"You being the cuddling fiend," she managed to get out.

Klaus snorted, pulling his lips away from her neck. "I've been called many things over the years sweetheart, but never that."

"If the shoe fits," Caroline sang out, her thumb rubbing against the dimple in his left cheek.

He rolled his eyes. "I don't see why it's a big deal. Some people like to sleep with the lights on. I prefer to sleep with a Caroline-blanket."

Caroline grinned at that, snuggling closer to him. "It's not. It's actually really cute."

Klaus made a face. "I'm not cute."

She giggled, shaking her head. "Seriously? The fact that you have to literally move me on top of you every night is freaking adorable."

He glared at her. "Most people would be flattered and not make fun of their lovers for their affectionate actions."

"Most people don't move their girlfriends on-top of them and then proceed to tease said girlfriend about something that they did."

He sighed, tilting his head towards her. "Touché, love."

She grinned victoriously, leaning in to kiss his pout. "I'm flattered, really."

Klaus rolled his eyes and gently stroked her hair, threading his fingers through her messy curls.

"You know, it's really not a big deal," she murmured, laying her head down on his chest. "It kind of makes me love you more."

"Oh?"

"Yeah," she said quietly, tracing lines in his chest.

They were quiet for a while, Klaus softly massaging the back of her neck. She loved these little moments with him. For a brief moment in time, she could forget all about the drama that New Orleans brought, how annoying his family was, and all the loss they'd suffered in the past. Most recently being Bonnie; the witch finally succumbing to old age. Elena and the Salvatores, both of them, disappeared decades prior to fight once more over which one was going to get her. It was kind of disgusting and Caroline never bothered to speak to them anymore.

"I like this," she whispered, pressing a kiss to his chest.

"What?"

"Being with you, lying here," she said, propping up to where she could see him. "I can just lay here and just-"

"Forget the world?" he quipped with a smirk, quoting the infamous Grey's Anatomy song.

Caroline rolled her eyes, unable to fight back a smile at his joke. His blue eyes softened as his thumb traced the curve of her lip, the affectionate motion making Caroline's heart squeeze almost painfully.

"Yes, but not that cheesy," she giggled, drawing circles on his skin with her index finger.

"I know what you mean," he murmured, tugging her up to kiss her forehead.

"Yeah?"

"Mhm," he hummed.

"Well, you are the cuddle fiend, so I should have expected that," she teased, grinning when he let out an exasperated sigh.

"Sweetheart," he groaned.

She laughed, squealing when his hand slipped down to tickle her sides.

"Don't worry, old man," she laughed, squirming away from his grabby hands. "Your nefarious cuddling ways are safe with me."

"Old? I resent that, love."

"You're the one who is old as fossils, darling," she quipped, amused at the scoff he let out.

His eyes darkened briefly before he rolled her over in a flash, settling his legs on the outskirts of hers.

"Perhaps you need some convincing?" he mused, pressing a kiss to the hollow of her throat.

"Of?"

"Of how young and-," his head popped up to place a searing kiss on her lips, using her distraction to pin her hands above her head, "agile I am."

Caroline sighed, moving her head to the side to grant him better access. He bucked his hips against hers and she let out a sharp gasp when she felt the full extent of his arousal.

"I think I'm up for it," she responded nonchalantly, arching when he licked down her neck.

He smirked against her skin, laving his tongue against the sensitive spot on her collarbone. "You better hold on to the headboard, my love."

Please review! Thanks so much for reading guys :) Got about two moe drabbles coming up this month! One will be Baby Talk since it's been FOREVERRR since I've updated that.

Until Next Time

Kaitlyn