AN: For day 16 of 25 days of Klaroline - Mates.

Prompt: You had a business trip and I missed you so much that I kind of tore up the house in your absence like a dog with separation anxiety… sorry? AU

AU, both Klaus and Caroline are werewolves.


The annoying beep of an alarm clock cut through the silence of their bedroom and woke Klaus up. Groaning, he slowly rose and rubbed his eyes, then sprang to his feet in increasing panic as he registered the state he had left the room the night before.

If four years of marriage had taught him anything, it was that Caroline wouldn't have let it slide. He had to fix it immediately.

When they were apart, the mate bond would always manifest itself in the form of mild anxiety. An ambiguous feeling of restlessness, mix of longing and craving the other's presence, annoyance at the smallest nuisances. On occasions that he went away, Caroline would go on a cleaning binge and bake batch after batch of delicious cookies, so Klaus would go back to the almost sterile house filled with the delectable smell of pastry.

Which often ended with them having sex on a kitchen counter and then feeding each other with sweets.

As for Klaus, his symptoms were the exact opposite. He would grow agitated, his skin itching to be touched by his mate and his mind filled with visions of all the things he'd do to her if she'd been there. His wolf side would come out to play, the deep yearning for the hunt awakening within. Often, he went for runs in the forest to clear his mind and prevent himself from completely demolishing the house in his restlessness.

This time, however, when Caroline had gone away on business to secure a top client for her event-planning firm, the effects of mate bond were hitting Klaus with more force than usual. To make matters worse, he had the utter bad luck of suffering through the separation from Caroline during full moon that had occurred last night and the results were rather disastrous.

Taking a look around the total mess of their bedroom, Klaus could only hope he would be able to make it all presentable before Caroline went back. Then he remembered this wasn't the only room his wolf "worked" on the night before and that the whole house was trashed.

He was so screwed.

And not in a good way.


As Caroline opened the door and took a few steps inside the house, she was welcomed with the sight of utter distraction. The first thought to cross her mind was that they had been robbed. Then, she noticed a few carcasses of forest animals scattered on the floor and connected the dots.

Last night had been a full moon. She was away. Result: Klaus going literally wild and destroying the house.

Apart from dead animals, which was gross enough, Caroline noticed that their new living-room set of furniture was ruined, the cushions ripped and the wood scratched with claw marks. A gasp escaped her lips as she strode in further, the sight making the control freak in her scream.

He had torn down the whole damn wall. They had talked about this - as the spare room next to the salon was unused, Caroline wanted to take down the wall and make it all more spacious and better lit. But they had never reached a final decision and the sight of rubble on her favourite carpet made her cringe.

"Klaus!" she yelled, annoyance clear in her voice.

Caroline was ready to give him a piece of her mind that would probably start a fight of epic proportions. However, when Klaus finally appeared, looking so utterly miserable, her heart clenched in response. Seeing her mate in distress, her wolf instincts kicking in, she rushed towards him and locked her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He let out a sigh of relief and returned the embrace, burying his nose in her hair and inhaling her scent.

They stayed like that for a while, revelling in the touch of skin against skin and Klaus felt at peace for the first time since he had dropped Caroline off at the airport.

"Welcome home, love," he said and she felt him smile against her skin. Grabbing his hand, she led them to the couch and sat in the corner (that wasn't ripped), pulling Klaus' head onto her lap.

"I see you've been busy remodelling," she teased, her fingers sinking into his blond curls, nails scratching the skin of his head lightly.

Klaus purred in response to her ministrations, the gentle touch soothing the wolf inside, her intoxicating scent overpowering his senses. There was something different about her, something that had eluded him so far but now that she was here, it was clear, he just didn't know what it was.

"I was wondering why it was so much worse this time around. Perhaps I simply cannot bear to be without you," he whispered, his hand reaching up to cup her cheek, his wolf satisfied when she leaned into his touch.

"Well, you better," she quipped, tracing the edges of his lips with her fingertips, arousal slowly coiling in her belly as his eyes darkened at her actions. Now was as good a time as any to tell him, Caroline figured. "I actually think I know why it was worse this time, though."

"Do tell, sweetheart," Klaus hummed, distracted with the way she was caressing his scalp, pulling at his hair from time to time.

"So...you know how mates are more protective of each other at certain times…" her voice faltered, waiting for him to put two and two together.

"Hmmm…" he only murmured in acknowledgement of her words.

Caroline scoffed, frustrated that wasn't going as she'd planned at all. She probably should hold back the petting but he just looked so damn adorable when he melted under her touch. Nevertheless, it was time to drop the bomb.

"You're gonna need to put that wall back up, you know," Caroline said and Klaus opened his eyes, looking at her with curiosity. "We're going to need it for the nursery," she carried on, stressing the last word.

His breath hitched and Caroline fixed her eyes on him, her body tensing as she waited for his reaction. Moments later, though it seemed a lot longer, a wide smile spread across his crimson lips. She let out a yelp of surprise as Klaus tugged at her gently and pulled her under his body in one swift move.

Low moans and ragged breathing filled the house as he showed her vividly just how happy he was, ravishing her in the middle of the trashed room.


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Till next time,

Kate.