They sprang apart as soon as the tea-pot started whistling. They looked at each other intensely. Klaus was in awe because of what just happened and he couldn't stop smiling like a teenage boy who just got the attention of the popular girl in high school. Caroline however, wasn't smiling at all. Even though she enjoyed the kiss more than anything, she enjoyed the tingling feeling of what his lips did to hers but she was scared. She was so caught up in the return of Klaus that she only realised just now what she had done.
"Oh my... oh my god! I just kissed Klaus! The Klaus! The horrible and evil Klaus of all times with baby blue eyes and those cute dimples.. EVIL dimples. Evil dimples, they are. Aha, there are no beautiful eyes, no cute dimples, and especially no hot sculptured body. Okay now Caroline, breathe in... breathe out. Right, let's go!"- These thoughts were running through Caroline's mind as shecarefully picked up the teapot by its handle and poured the hot water into Bonnnie's mug.
Klaus was aware of every movement of hers, studying her as she moved around the kitchen preparing the tea. She was deeply buried in her thoughts and he knew what she was thinking about. She was debating whether it was a mistake. If kissing him was the biggest mistake of her life, or maybe she was thinking the opposite. Maybe, just maybe, she was deciding if he was worth the chance. If he was still worth saving. He hadn't forgotten the day when she was dying on the couch in the Gilbert house, when she said that he was capable of being saved. He will never forget that, for as long as he lives.
Caroline grabbed Damon's drink in her left hand and Bonnie's tea in her right hand. She gave Klaus a meaningful look, basically saying : "You better shut up about what just happened!". Klaus gave her a nod, reading her mind, knowing exactly what she wants him to do.
As Caroline re-entered the living room with the drinks in her hands all eyes were on her.
"Finally Blondie, I thought that you had drowned yourself in hot water."- said Damon with a sarcastic tone, not even saying thank you for the drink. Oh well, saying thank you would not be really Damon like, would it be?
"Thank you"- Bonnie smiled and give a harsh side look to Damon who just shrugged and gulped down his drink in one.
At the exact moment Klaus decided to walk in with his trade mark smirk and wearing his dark jeans with his grey henley. He looked devilishly handsome and there was no visible sign on his face of the kiss that him and Caroline just shared.
Caroline rolled her eyes at him, silently cursing him because he didn't wait for her to tell the others who she had found in the kitchen.
All eyes were on Caroline. Bonnie with her mug half-way towards her lips, Stefan looking understanding and concerned at the same time as if he would know exactly what just happened between the two of them. Oh and Damon, she didn't even want to look at him and his smug smile with one of his eyebrows raised up, judging her.
"Oh, look who I found"- she said with an innocent smile, trying to ease the situation, pointing behind her where Klaus stood now, leaning on the frame of the kitchen door.
"Missed me?"- asked Klaus with his smirk plastered across his face, walking towards the couch. He sat down and made himself comfortable by putting his arms across the back of the sofa as if him and the people in the room were close friends.
"What are you doing here? Came to crash the party?"- Asked Damon. "Guess what? You don't get to do anything with Katherene, she is mine to torture."- He stated with anger and disrespect in his voice.
"Damon? Not helping at all,"- said Stefan, shaking his head and pointing the fact out the Klaus is an original and is known for his bad temper and is probably not the right person to mess with.- "So what brings you here?" He asked whilst Damon rolled his eyes and pulled his lips in disapproval.
"Well, Stefan good that you ask. My little birds told me that Katherine was dying of old age. Who would have thought? So, naturally, I had to came and see it for myself. It is only fitting since I waited for this day for quite some time."- Klaus said with too much easiness. "But Caroline knows all about it don't you love?"- He looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a suggestive look.
"Yeah, we have met in the kitchen, spoke a few words"- She mumbled under her nose looking at the ground. "Now that we have your highness in our company, we will need more drinks."- She said loudly with a sarcastic edge to her voice. She raised her head high up and walked out of the room, finally getting the grip back on herself.
"Do you need any help sweetheart? I am more than willing"- Klaus called after her while he looked at Stefan, his long lost brother in the eye, who just gave him a look of discomfort and annoyance."Everyone seems to have a light mood especially now that [their] last enemy is dying in one of the upstairs rooms."
When Caroline returned she found the guys and girls separated into two different groups quietly conversing with each other. Whilst the guys were sitting on the sofa and on the armchairs talking and laughing about some guy stuff or at least she assumed it was typical guy stuff, whatever. She put the bourbon on the coffee table with some clean glasses free for everyone to take. She won't hand them out or anything. She is not a servant. After she put down the bottle, she walked over to where Elena and Bonnie were sitting on the floor, not knowing that Klaus was following her every move, amazed by the sleekness of her movements. As she was sitting down next to her friends her eye caught Klaus' and they shared a short yet very powerful look. She was the first to break the eye contact. When she sat down and turned to the girls to join the conversation she smiled to herself thinking about the kiss in the kitchen.
Klaus laughs out loud enjoying the casual talk between the men. Can you believe it? The Klaus is actually having fun with people who were once his enemies. Change is in the air and he can feel it. A lot of things happened since he left for New Orleans. He likes this change, danger just blew over the company and is not present any more. Everyone seems to have a light mood especially now that their last enemy is dying in one of the upstairs room.
Caroline just entered the room again with a bottle of alcohol in her hands and some spare glasses. She has this vibe about her that Klaus just can't help but notice. She looks so confident and strong but at the same time she looks like something is troubling her thoughts. He follows every move she takes, as she walks towards her friends with such beauty. The mere picture of her walking drives him insane. He could look at her for eternity. She looks over to him, locking her eyes with his, even if just for a moment. She broke the look to soon but he hasn't missed the little smile that played on her lips after she already sat down.
The night went on and compared to the circumstances it has been a pretty good night. It was already late when Jeremy and Bonnie decided to finally go home leaving Elena, the Salvatore brothers, Klaus and Caroline behind. About an hour later Caroline started to feel tired and honestly she didn't want to wait out Katharine's death. It seemed a little absurd to her so she decided to go home to her mother's house and spend the night at her place.
Caroline went over to Stefan and hugged him. "Good night! See you tomorrow, text me when she.. you know, when she is gone. " - she told him and smiled warmly. Even though, she didn't approve of Katharine's and Stefan's one night stand a few days ago, she still doesn't judge him based on what he had done especially now, after what happened between her and Klaus.
Stefan smiled back at her nodding, and kissed her forehead. "See you tomorrow Care"- He said and went upstairs to check up on the dying doppelgänger.
Before leaving she looked inside the living room, seeing Damon and Klaus talking. She smiled to herself at the thought of them out of all people bonding over a bottle of expensive bourbon. She took one last glimpse of Klaus as he licked his lips after taking a sip of his drink and then left the house.
She drank quite a lot this night so she decided to walk home instead of driving her car. It's not like she couldn't run home or anything but she enjoyed the cold breeze cooling down her face after the eventful day.
She arrived home in 30 minutes. She didn't really think of much on the way home, just sometimes her thoughts wondered away from her sanity and lingered on the kiss that was shared between the hybrid and her.
She shook her head and went to her room. She was glad that her mum wasn't there for a change. She didn't want to explain herself and why she is late. She went into her room and took her clothes off just to put some pyjamas on. Her pjs were cute, a grey oversized T-shirt with panda bears on it with matching shorts that have little bear-paw prints on it. She looked at herself in the full body length mirror and giggled. She was wearing her high school pjs because she wasn't planning to stay in town for a long time and she forgot her stuff in her dorm room. Oh well, she could deal with this for tonight.
Her nostalgia of her high school years have been rudely interrupted because she heard a noise from the kitchen that she would not hear if she were human, but thank god for her vampire abilities for now she could clearly hear that someone or something was in the kitchen.
She grabbed the first thing her hand found and quietly opened her bedroom door, hoping it is her mum who came back from her nigh shift. She tiptoed through the hall and headed towards the kitchen not hearing anything now but still feeling the presence of something in the house.
She stood at the halfway closed kitchen door, listening and preparing for the attack. She tightened her grip on the object that she picked up and with her free hand she grabbed the door handle.
"One... Two...Three..."- She prepared herself- "Now"- and in the exact moment she ripped the kitchen door ajar and rushed into the dark room.
She was ready to cast the first blow on whatever that was in her kitchen, when she realised what or to be more exact who was in her house.
She froze in her movements and stared at the laughing original who leaned against the kitchen counter.
"What did you intend to do with that hairbrush love?"- He said still unable to control his laughter.- "Brush my hair to death?"- he said changing his laughter to soft chuckling.
"You!"- she said angrily pointing the hair brush at him fiercely.- "What are you doing here?"- she asked while putting the hair brush next to him on the counter.
Klaus looked at his feet still smiling at the silliness of the situation.- "You left so fast tonight and I though that maybe I could get a good night kiss?"- he looked up from under his eyelashes, throwing in his cute, yet seductive look.
"Really Klaus? Really? Just because we kissed once, it doesn't mean that it will happen again."- she said without much conviction in her voice. "Come back to Earth already, what do you think you are? The holy grail of sexiness or what?- she asked in a worked up manner clearly mad at him.
"Oh come on love, just one more kiss and I'll be out of the house."- said Klaus and stepped closer to her.
"I swear to god Klaus if you make one more move I'm going to scream."- she said, extending her arm in front of her to prevent him to move closer.
"I know you want it too. I know that you want me too. You might say otherwise but your body speaks for itself. You want me and you know it, Caroline."- he whispered and stepped another step forward.
Caroline felt the words sink into her and realised that he was right. She did want to kiss him. She wanted to feel all those shivers that he gave her earlier again. "It's just one more kiss right Caroline?It is not a big deal."- she told herself and built up the courage. She took a step closer to Klaus making the distance between them almost disappear.
"Just one kiss and then you go, am I understood?"- stated Caroline.
"One more kiss love and I'm out."- He answered and finally closed the distance in between them, crushing his lips onto hers.
She tasted even better now than before, she was like heaven on Earth, and he didn't want to break the kiss. He wanted more, but he promised her that only one kiss and he will go. He lingered on her lower lip a few more seconds then broke away. The loss of the contact was almost physically painful for him but he had to go. He promised.
And as he was just about to step away from her she grabbed his shirt and pulled him back into a much more deeper kiss where she licked his lower lip, wanting him to join to the dangerous dance that her tongue wanted to play.
He was amazed by her boldness once again, trying to figure out what she was thinking about, but his thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of her hands on his chest, pushing him backwards to the kitchen counter.
He smiled into the kiss and turned them around, lifting her up onto the counter. If he would have known that these things happen between them in kitchens, then he would have brought her to one much more earlier.