Unknown love
Trying my hand at Klefan. Semi-angst. For Kristen ;) There's also Klaroline and Stebekah.
Beta'd by tattooed-she-wolf
It wasn't intentional. It was sudden, and yet wasn't. It was more that they both became deeply aware that they felt something for each other that went beyond the ties of friendship, and that perhaps those feelings had been there for a very long while. And that didn't change how they felt about the women they were with, they just loved each other too.
But neither of them wanted to hurt their girls by admitting openly that they felt something for each other. They wouldn't even admit it to the other, not knowing that their feelings were reciprocated. So they continued on in silence, staying friends, though an awkward tension covered their relationship now.
Stefan, for his part, couldn't bring himself to hurt Rebekah again, not after everything they had been through to find each other again. Not after all the hurt and betrayal she had gone through, and he ached to admit that a good part of it had been caused by him. And he loved her, he did. He couldn't lose her, he was selfish enough to know and admit that.
Klaus loved Caroline, with every fiber of his being. He couldn't imagine life without her, not now, not now that he had finally gotten her. He wouldn't hurt her, in any way. Not even in this, especially not in this. Not in caring, loving, someone else. And he couldn't lose her either; she had become a vital part of his life, and the wolf in him had long since claimed her as his.
So they both hid their newfound secret, from the world, from each other, and they even tried to keep their thoughts, their desires, hidden from themselves.
They loved each other from afar, trying to go on as they had before, as though nothing had changed between them, when something vital had. They both, though they remained unaware that the other felt the same way, wished that it could be easier, that they could stop how they felt somehow. It was a struggle, constantly, every time they were together to not slip up. To not reveal the true nature of their feelings for each other.
Each not wanting to lose the other, they continued on like that for years, but slowly they came to the realization, the feeling of something… like their relationship was slipping away. Their desire to pretend, to go on as though nothing was different was slowly chipping away at what they had had, leaving them with nothing. They weren't comfortable around each other any more. Their friendship was gone, the friendship that had taken so long to reform was filled with awkward silences as they both tried with their whole being to repress their feelings.
Until finally, they couldn't even bear that anymore. They weren't their separate ways, a silent sort of agreement, Klaus taking Caroline to Paris again, and Stefan taking Rebekah on a tour of the Middle East. When they did see each other again, over family functions or holidays when the girls insisted on getting together, they barely spoke, avoiding each other if at all possible.
They spent their eternity, doomed to love but to do nothing about it, by no choice but their own.
A/N: So if you stuck around till the end, thank you, and I'm sorry because I'm convinced this is terrible. Check in later for some Klaroline smut and then maybe angst.