AN: For day 6 of 25 days of Klaroline, just a silly little something that came to my mind. Fluffy, slightly cracky and cheesy.

Also, loosely based on this prompt:

You need to stop your drunken caroling outside of my window at 2 am.

Hope you enjoy!


I saw Caroline kissing Santa Klaus

Underneath the mistletoe last night.

She didn't see me creep

so busy being naughty with his pee…pee.

Damn, Kol surely got creative this time, Caroline thought, trying to fade out the annoying noise coming outside her window.

She thought that I was tucked

up in my bedroom fast asleep.

"I wish she would tuck me in…," now Klaus joined his younger brother, slurring the words, no melody or rhythm, "My love, will you tuck me in to sleep? Caroline!"

"Go away!" she shouted through an open window, shutting it right after, having decided to ignore them both.

Then, I saw Caroline tickle Santa Klaus

Oh, she tickled him so baaaad!

Have mercy, sweet Caroline

Santa Klaus likes to be tickled rough!

Sighing heavily, she slumped down the wall, face buried in her hands. The jolly duo of Mikaelson brothers defiled some more of her favourite Christmas songs and then gave up, finally getting the message they wouldn't get a raise out of her that night.

When did her life become such a mess?

She knew exactly when.


After Elena had fallen into her life-long coma, Caroline decided to get out of Mystic Falls, leaving behind Stefan and his white picket fence fantasy.

That was not her dream anymore. Had it ever been, really?

First, she travelled some through the US, slowly discovering wonders of the world that were unobtainable to her earlier. She avoided pondering over why she didn't go for Europe at first possibility, even if she had dreamed of it for so long.

Travelling alone, she explored not only the monuments but also herself, her true nature.

Slowly relocating in the direction of South America, Caroline met Rebekah in some shady bar in Mexico. Surprisingly, that moment signified a start of a tentative friendship, commenced with them both getting uber pissed at the said bar, only to wake up just behind the border of Guatemala, no recollection of how they'd got there.

No tequila for the next decade for them.

Years had passed and after Rebekah's insistent prodding, Caroline gave in and moved to New Orleans, soon basking in the freedom guaranteed by the supernatural community there.

She only had one problem to face - that of the Original nature.

Klaus, unfortunately, took her being in his city as an invitation to pursue her in any manner possible.

And it's not like Caroline didn't want to go there - she'd stopped living in denial years ago. The truth was, she would often think of him over the years. What scared her though…Klaus' promise was the forever kind of offer and Caroline simply wasn't sure she was ready for that. Yet.

But now that he got her in his city (well, Rebekah did), Klaus took every opportunity to "properly court her", as he put it.

What was so proper about drunkenly serenading her Christmas carols every other night, a habit he picked up just after Thanksgiving, Caroline did not know.

She was all for holiday spirit, mind you, though, in this instance, she would love to get some sleep.

But no, there he was, 2 am sharp, like a clockwork.


He appeared at her doorstep, this time without Kol.

He's making a list,

And checking it twice;

Gonna find out if you were naughty or nice

Santa Klaus is coming to town!

He sees you when you're sleeping

He knows when you're awake

He knows if you've been bad or good

Love, be bad, for goodness sake!

Caroline would ignore him like she always did (or at least tried to) but after a few minutes of his god-awful singing (the only thing that redeemed him was that delicious accent of his), a loud thump could be heard and when she looked out the window, she noticed Klaus' body slumped at her door.

She should just leave him there, the thought crossed her mind. It would serve him right. It was not her fault he decided to get pissed to the point of passing out.

Losing the inner battle, she sighed in defeat and dialled Elijah's number, leaving him a message that his insolent brother was too drunk to flash back home.

Descending the stairs, she opened the door and pulled him across the threshold, then using her vampire strength to unceremoniously shove him onto her couch.

"Caroline," a faint sigh left his mouth.

Sitting beside him, she looked at his face and buried her fingers in his dirty blond curls, allowing herself the tender gesture while he was unconscious. She kept caressing his scalp until Elijah got there, small smile forming on Klaus' face upon her touch, the sight that made Caroline's heart flutter.

Damn. He was beginning to break her resolve.


Caroline honestly thought Klaus would be too embarrassed to show up the following night. She was wrong.

This time, however, having decided enough was enough, she opened the front door wide as soon as she heard the first tunes of his next Christmas carol arrangement.

"For fuck's sake, Klaus, just stop already!"

"Why would I do that, sweetheart? When you make it so delectable to rile you up?" he quipped, sporting his signature smirk and motioning suggestively towards her figure clad snuggly in a red flimsy robe.

Blush hitting her face, she stopped herself from tightening the straps of her robe.

"If you want to annoy me into dating you, let me tell you - it's not working. At least the dating part."

"Don't be a Scrooge, love. I merely want to get you into festive mood."

"Said the Scrooge himself. You don't even celebrate Christmas," she huffed in annoyance, trying very hard not to focus on the way his tongue was tracing the lines of his lips.

He was doing it on purpose, knowing very well what it did to her - Caroline was sure of it.

Suddenly becoming serious, despite his inebriated state, Klaus took a step forward, his body almost brushing against hers, hands propped on the door frame.

"What are you afraid of, Caroline?" he asked quietly, his tone earnest, eyes bored into hers intensely, the way he always looked at her.

She gasped, surprised at the question, so surprised in fact, she replied instantly and without any filter.

"You," Klaus seemed shocked with her answer, "I'm afraid of you. But not like in a frightened way, I just…you promised to be my freaking last love, Klaus! It was just fifteen years ago and I'm immortal! You want forever and I haven't even lived one human life yet! I just…Ugh, you're just so damn annoying sometimes! I just…," she knew she was rambling at this point but the words kept coming and she couldn't stop them.

"Caroline," his raspy voice made her stop her rant and she raised her gaze to him.

Klaus looked at her with a warm gleam in his eyes but also, understanding. Smiling mysteriously, he reached out for her hand and holding it to his mouth, placed a soft kiss on her wrist, the gesture making her shiver.

"It's ok," he only said, flashing away the next second and leaving Caroline even more confused than before.


Klaus hadn't shown up at her door for the last fortnight. Despite his absence, he haunted Caroline's thoughts constantly, usually making her grunt in frustration.

He really was impossible. It wasn't like him to give up and now that it seemed like he did, Caroline kept playing out probable scenarios of his next plans in her head and it was driving her nuts. To make matters worse, tomorrow she was to attend Christmas Eve dinner at the Mikaelson's residence Rebekah had invited her to.

Her not-so-festive thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Apprehensive of what she would find once she opened them, Caroline snuck a peek from behind the curtains and gasped at the sight.

Klaus was standing at her doorstep, again. This time he seemed very much sober, though, and there was a crowd of people behind him. As soon as they started singing melodious sound of "Silent Night", so unlike Klaus' usual warbling, Caroline realized they were carol singers.

Deciding to face the music, so to speak, she went on to open the door and face him.

Klaus was holding a pile of charts in his hands and as she appeared in front of him, he put one finger on his mouth, in silent request for her not to speak.

He was lacking his usual smugness and that got Caroline wondering what plan he had cooked up in his mind.

The scene looked strangely familiar…

Klaus revealed the first chart and it said:

With any luck, in a year or in a century

Caroline gasped, realizing just what he was doing and pulled herself together to focus on the charts that kept coming.

I'll be going out with the most exquisite woman in the world

(next chart was a painting he made of her)

But for now, let me say

Without hope or agenda

Simply because you deserve nothing but the truth:

For now, it's enough to just enjoy your company

And my wasted heart will wait for you to be ready

Until my body slowly desiccates.

Caroline stood there, in awe, unable to let out a single word. Nobody, ever, had done something so utterly sweet for her. And for Klaus, the Big Bad, to expose himself so much and show vulnerability, it meant everything. He was trying to alleviate her fears, the gesture conveying he was willing to wait, that it was ok for her to not be ready. He just wanted to be with her in some capacity.

She didn't know how much time had passed, all these thoughts racing through her mind. However, Klaus must have taken her silence for rejection as he rushed the carol singers to leave. He was about to go as well when Caroline finally plucked up her courage and whispered, "Wait."

Spinning around, he looked at her with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"I've just made hot chocolate, would you like to stay for a cup? Maybe watch a movie?" she croaked, her voice filled with unnamed emotions.

A wide grin spread across his face and Caroline reacted immediately. "Just don't get any ideas," she said, pointing a finger at him in a half-serious warning.

"Wouldn't dream of it, love," he murmured in her ear as he stepped over the threshold, the low hum of his voice making something in her belly flutter.

Boy, was she in trouble. Damn all those romantic Christmas movies.


I'm not even sorry, I couldn't help myself! Christmas is slowly approaching and I needed something fluffy. I hope you liked it, please share your comments with me :)

Have a nice week!

Kate