AN: For day 10 of 25 days of Klaroline - Things.

Hope you like it, guys ;)


They have so many...things.

Some years after Klaus left for New Orleans, she finally leaves Mystic Falls, decision long overdue.

She leaves alone.

She meets him in London, by chance as he claims, his insistence making her roll eyes at him, gesture so familiar between them, they're both soon grinning at each other.

They catch up and Caroline lets Klaus show her around his favourite places. Their hands brush against each other as they're strolling along London sidewalks and Klaus licks his delicious lips every time their eyes meet.

As they part ways, she swallows her pride and admits he was right - a small town would never be enough for her.

Surprisingly, Klaus takes it gracefully, though she can see a satisfied gleam in his eyes. He tells her there is so much out there for her to explore.

So much to see before...


In Argentina, he doesn't even try to convince her it's a coincidence.

She's swirling to the music in the arms of a hunky dark-haired man when suddenly, a whoosh of air rips him out of her reach and there are clear blue eyes staring at her instead, with an intensity known only to Klaus.

The music changes, and the tune of tango fills the room, their bodies hot against each other.

He compliments her moves, saying she has only got better since her Miss Mystic Falls days.

His gaze turns heated as she whispers in his ear that she 'knows better moves than these'.

The hotel room she's staying in sizzles with electricity and soon fills with low moans as two bodies continue this dance of theirs.

After, they sip champagne, feeding each other strawberries and Caroline has never felt more carefree in her life.

They talk and talk and talk and then a profound silence stretches between them. She leans down, kissing him hard on the lips and there is no room to talk anymore.


She's downing vodka shots mixed with blood in some underground club in Cracow. Caroline doesn't know the vampires she keeps company with, and she prefers it that way.

She feels shivers creep up her spine and knows Klaus is out there somewhere, his gaze fixed on her.

The fight breaks out and Klaus is on her instantly, taking a stake in the back for her. They take out half the bar together, Caroline's vampire instinct kicking in.

He doesn't need her protection but she cannot help herself.

After, they tend to their wounds, helping each other remove splinters of wood from their bodies. His blood calls out to her and soon, they're at each other's throats, but in a very delicious way.

Klaus licking off her blood from his lips is the most sensual thing she has ever seen.

In the morning, she finds a sketch he must have drawn while she was sleeping.

It's of her while fighting, her expression fierce and eyes full of fire, blood running down her chin, the caption saying "Exquisite in light, glorious in darkness."

She knows she is both.


In Australia, she meets up with Enzo and Rebekah, having missed the pair dearly since their last meeting. While the Original sister has grown on her over the years, she doesn't envy Enzo, who has to deal with her temper tantrums.

As fate would have it, Klaus accidentally runs into her again. Rebekah panics, her relationship with the dark-haired vampire had been kept secret from her brothers.

Caroline, once again, needs to play the role of little blonde distraction.

Except, this time, she doesn't even care to pretend it's such a hardship to do.

They take a stroll on the beach, Klaus listening to Caroline talking about her adventures and plans for the future, then sharing his own, until the sunset is upon them. Their fingers brush against each other just like in London but this time, he takes her hand in his, thumb tracing patterns against her palm.

They're quite alone, or maybe even not, and soon, there's sand grazing her back, Klaus' breath hot on her neck while her fingernails are busy drawing blood from his back.


It's years and many encounters later, not too soon and not too long, when she shows up at his door.

Caroline's not pleading, or nervous, though. She strides through the front door without knocking and flashes to the first floor, the distinct scent of Klaus, now so familiar to her, guiding her to his room.

She drops her suitcase by the door and takes a step inside, looking around with curiosity.

Klaus is out on the balcony, pretending to be busy, sketching.

She thinks he's such a goof for believing she'll fall for it, like he hasn't heard her the second she went in the front door.

Finally, he turns around and all pretense has faded, his face turning radiant at her sight, a wide grin on his face.

Caroline smiles at him too, her long-dead heart fluttering slightly as she's slowly walking up to him.

Fights. Challenges. Distractions. Champagne.

They have so many things.

She's going to be his last love. And he's going to be hers.

And that's their greatest thing.