Klaus and Katherine will never truly get along, but, fortunately, that doesn't apply to their significant others, Caroline and Elijah.
Caroline slowly walked down the stairs clad only in a set of coral red, lace lingerie and the dark button-up shirt that Klaus had been wearing the evening before, glad that the garment managed to cover past her thighs.
She had been woken up by loud, angry and prolonged bickering, and, although such a thing was no rarity in the Mikaelson household at all, she was curious to know what was actually going on.
Unsurprisingly, she found Klaus and Katherine screaming their heads off at each other in the middle of the living room.
"What's happening?" she asked, still feeling rather sleepy because of the sudden awakening as she finally reached the end of the long, elegant staircase.
Klaus frowned as he turned around to look at her, while Katherine simply smirked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Caroline, love, you are not dressed," he reproached softly, sounding somewhat annoyed at her lack of clothing, and only then did the baby vampire notice Elijah sitting comfortably on the brown, leather couch a few feet away, a book open on his lap.
She rolled her eyes, ignoring her boyfriend and her brunette best friend as her bare feet patted against the marble floor and she went to settle next to the other Original.
"Please," she scoffed, "Elijah has seen me in far less."
Her comment only increased Klaus' rage though, and his answering growl resounded threateningly throughout the whole mansion.
"A bikini, Nik. I mean when I was wearing a bikini," she huffed, shaking her head at the hybrid's possessiveness and somewhat childish behavior.
In any case, her presence was soon forgotten, a taunting quip coming from the smug doppelgänger quickly turning into another fight.
"Oh, come on!" the brunette grinned mischievously. "Let's not all act as if we don't regularly hear the others having sex, anyway. I have to say, Care," she turned towards the blonde with a glint that promised no good shining at the corners of her brown eyes, "I think you would have been waaaay happier with Stefan, in that department."
The snarl that followed, coming through Klaus' gritted teeth, was almost deafening, old jealousies spiking up again as he moved closer to a subtly snickering Katherine with an extremely dangerous stance.
All Caroline could do then was sigh, slightly craning her neck towards Elijah.
"What's it about, this time?" she asked.
The Original's eyes didn't even for one single moment waver from the page that he was attentively reading as he answered.
"Caroline, surely you have read Dostoyevsky's Crime and Punishment before."
The blonde frowned for a second before rolling her eyes and smirking.
"I mean them," she tipped her head towards the middle of the room, where their better halves—ah!—were still just about to murder each other, "not the book. I mean, I did read it twice," she boasted, arching a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him.
The corners of Elijah's mouth curved up just slightly in amusement, and he carefully noted the page that he had been on before closing the tome in his hands and putting it aside.
Briefly sparing his brother and Katherine a look, he sighed, somewhat wistfully.
"I can't recall, in all truthfulness. However, I am pretty sure that they have gone over more than one argument, as always. I am actually surprised you could sleep through all of that, it's been going on for almost an hour."
He gave her a knowing look and Caroline immediately blushed, averting her gaze.
"Of course they have been over more than just one thing," she groaned a moment later, expertly changing the subject and bringing her hands up to her forehead, lazily rubbing her temples. "Where do they even find the energy to?" she asked, rhetorically.
Elijah chuckled, answering her nonetheless. "Of that, I have no idea. Lord knowns I am drained only by listening to them."
"Right? Ugh," she wearily let her head fall on his suit-clad shoulder. "They're insufferable."
The Original smirked down at her, regarding her with a fond, sideways glance.
They had all been living together for almost a year now, and he could easily and honestly say that Caroline was the closer he had ever come to have a real friend, her sunny, positive personality still taking him by surprise more often than not, even more so if compared to his younger brother's usually less than honorable tendencies. The pair was a bit like Katherine and himself, and maybe that was exactly why the two of them could always understand each other so well.
Wordlessly, he retrieved his black iPhone from one of his dress pants' pockets, knowingly handing it over to Caroline, who clapped her hands together at the sight, beaming up at him.
She eagerly took the device from his hands, happily skimming through the many apps that he only kept on there for her entertainment and, occasionally, Katherine's as well. He might or not have been cutely threatened the first time that he had tried to get rid of Temple Run after all, and it was an experience that he really did not care to repeat; the baby vampire could be quite cunning when she put her mind to it.
With a small, affectionate smile still on his lips, he once again focused his attention on his book, reopening it in front of him.
Klaus and Katherine's yells, their on-going fighting over something or the other, claimed their usual place in the background of the other two vampires' minds, a similar air of familiarity encompassing them both as they started paying their significant others no mind.
Well, weren't they just the greatest at taming their lovely beasts?