Shower • Klaus and Caroline

Requested by: Anonymous

Summary: Caroline takes a shower in Klaus' bathroom and needs clean clothes.

CAROLINE

Klaus and I headed back from his family's stables. Every week I'd come over and ride with him in addition to almost every other day when I'd be around his home. He was my best friend. My handsome arrogant best friend who I wanted to be more.

"You're getting better at those jumps," Klaus compliment. "It's just a shame Misty isn't as obedient as we'd like."

"She's fine and I'm used to this constant splattering of mud she's obsessed with throwing."

"I remember when it first happened," he burst out laughing. "You were screaming your head off at the mud on your face."

"I was twelve..." I muttered in attempt to make an excuse.

"You have some on your cheek," he commented. Klaus stopped walking and reached across to run his thumb along my cheek to remove the dirt. I gazed into his pale eyes as his focused on my reddening cheeks. My eyes flickered to his kissable lips but immediately pulled away. I knew it wasn't like that between us. "There."

"It's alright you know. I'll be having a shower in a minute because I'm sure my hair's a mess as well as my clothes."

"You still look beautiful love," his compliment caused my blush to increase and a warm smile to appear.

"Thank you, you muddy free...guy," I added with a chuckle at the awkwardness. I wasn't quite sure what else to say.

"Theo just likes me better," he grinned with his dimples on display.

"You and that horse. Sometimes I wonder whether you prefer him to me." I pulled off my muddy boots on the outside mat before we both entered his large fancy house.

"Oh love, you know that's not true," Klaus insisted. His dreamy eyes focused completely on me.

"Yeah well I'll see you after my shower," I smirked.

I headed up the stairs and into Klaus' bedroom. I'd been inside here multiple times and we'd just sit, chat. You know, the usual but there were sometimes when I just wanted him to throw me down on the bed. I craved his touch.

I stripped down in the bathroom and threw my muddy clothes to the ground. I glanced in the mirror noticing the speckles of mud that had landed there when Misty kicked. Soon I'd be clean again.

KLAUS

"Klaus!? Klaus?!" I heard Caroline yell from inside the bathroom. I was sitting downstairs watching my brother make stupid mistakes on his play station.

"You better go, your girlfriend's calling," Kol smirked. He knew how I really felt about the blonde and I immediately regretted telling him.

"Shut up," I muttered as I left the room.

"Caroline?" I asked as I stood outside the ensuite in my bedroom.

"You took your time. Anyway I forgot to bring some spare clothes today could I borrow your sister's or something for the rest of the day?"

"Course," I wondered over to my own closet and pulled out one of my shirts. "Are you going to open the door?" I smirked outside.

Slowly the door squeaked open and I pushed it further with my hand. There I saw her beautiful frame under the fluffy towel with her round breasts peeking out. Her damp hair was falling down her shoulders. She was simply magnificent. An angel. I couldn't stop myself from hardening down below.

"Don't open it so wide," Caroline complained as she reached out to close it further.

"It's only me love," I handed her the shirt.

"This is yours? I asked for Rebekah's..."

"Just wear it Caroline," I insisted.

"Fine." She stepped closer to me and her foot caught the edge of the rug. She came falling to me and I caught her in my arms. The towel came loose around her figure giving me a better view of her chest. "Oh sorry," she mumbled.

Caroline pulled away immediately and lifted the towel to cover herself. She was clearly embarrassed by the event.

"It's alright," I reassured her. I handed the towel to her and turned to leave. "I think I may have one of your skirts from when Rebekah borrowed...I'll have a look."

"Thanks," she mumbled and closed the bathroom door.

CAROLINE

What was I thinking? Why did I fall? That was so embarrassing. But didn't he look at my boobs? I'm positive he did. Does he like me?

Many questioning whirled in my mind as I leaned against the bathroom sink.

I eventually pulled his maroon t-shirt over my torso and I had to admit it did look quite good on me.

I left the bathroom with only my red panties underneath. Klaus threw a dark floral skirt in my direction.

"I do believe this is yours."

"Yeah, thanks," I smiled softly and pulled it over my legs. I tucked his shirt inside and shoved my dirty clothes in my bag. "Thanks for the shirt too. I kinda like it."

"It suits you."

We headed downstairs and into the lounge where Kol was.

"Did you finally fuck?" He asked anxiously. I glanced over at Klaus to find him sending his brother a harsh glare.

"Shut up Kol."

A/N Thank you Anon for this request, I particularly enjoyed writing this. I do hope you enjoy reading it.