"Dad can I have another cookie?"
Klaus furrowed his eyebrows at the little voice. It sounded like a little boy, merely 5 or 6, and he had to admit it sounded adorable. Only a little bit. He turned from his chair, and carefully not to wake the blonde beside him, leaned from his chair to see the little family behind him on the left.
The boy had a pout on his face when the father shook his head, and he sulked throwing himself back on his chair. An almost pitiful feeling winded in Klaus and he smiled.
"Mommy, Jackson is hitting me." A little girl lied from beside the boy, Klaus narrowed his eyes and found the whole situation amusing. She was scowling at her brother and crossing her arms and she reminded him of Caroline.
"Jack, stop annoying your sister." The mother scolded the little boy. He had a gaping mouth open, and he stared at his sister with a glare. She smiled at him innocently.
"Your dead."
She scoffed. "Yeah, sure. I'm smaller so mommy won't punish me like she will punish you!" the little girl tried to act smart but Klaus could see she was as confused with her point as much as Jackson was.
Jackson swore under his breath, and didn't bother to comment when his sister complained to his parents. They were both idiots, he thought.
"Klaus?" He heard the blonde beside him mumble as she awoke, fluttering her eyes open slightly and yawning. He turned to her and smiled brightly.
"Good morning sweetheart." He kissed her forehead, and took her blanket off of her, placing it inside the holder.
"What time is it?" she blinked slowly, and snuggled up close to him.
He looked at the TV that was attached to the front seat and could see the glowing numbers on the screen. "Three in the afternoon, we'll be landing soon."
She nodded, and cuddled up next to him.
Kol and Elijah sat on his left, Rebekah in front of him. He could see Elijah still reading that damn book, and his sister flipping through a magazine. Kol had his eyes shut and was sleeping, his face reminded Klaus of the time they would fight as kids, then go tired and sleep in a bed together.
Klaus shut his eyes and let a smile slip into his face.
Those were the times..
Finding nothing to do, he turned to the family he had been watching minutes earlier, and watched as the little boy asked his parents for something, and got up. He walked towards the hatch were the toilet was and Klaus smirked.
When the boy was close he suddenly grabbed his arms. The boy staggered back and swiveled to look at him, confused as well as annoyed.
"Uh, excuse me." he whispered, trying to tug his wrist from Klaus' hold. The hybrid smiled.
"Aplogies, it's just that I couldn't help but notice your fight with your sister earlier," the boy looked at him in surprise, "I was asleep, you woke me up."
Jackson suddenly felt bad and shamelessly hung his head lowly. "Oh, right, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."
Klaus grinned. "It's alright. How about you tell me your name and we find a way to embarass your sister for her fibs?" At the sight of the boy's upcoming smile, Klaus uncuffed his belt and moved to stand, when Caroline caught his wirst.
"Nik?" she whispered, opening her eyes. She saw the little boy and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion before seeing her boyfriend's firm hand on his shoulder. "What's going on? Are you seriously gonna kidnap the boy?"
The boy, puzzled, shot Klaus a look and the hybrid smiled sheepishly. "It's alright little lad, I won't hurt a hair on your head." He looked at Caroline. "I'm going to help him with a situation, I'll be back shortly."
She nodded and smiled at the boy, giving her hand for greeting. "I'm Caroline."
Jackson felt his lips curve upwards and took her hand. "Jackson Kimbley." He felt content with the woman and her - boyfriend? - he wasn't sure, but he felt like they weren't bad people.
"Well, Jackson, shall we go?" Klaus smiled at the little boy and he nodded.
"Yeah, sure. My sister is right-"
"I know who and where she is."
Jackson frowned but shrugged when they approached his parents. They were watching a movie, and his sister was colouring a book in, red and blue everywhere scribbled on the page. He smiled evily and shared a glance with Nik before sitting back in his seat. His mother looked at him.
"That sure was a long toilet break." She teased, her hand ruffling his hair.
He nodded. "Just washed my hands for long."
Exactly four minutes later, Klaus walked towards his father, his hands in his pockets as he cleared his throat a little loudly. The pair startlingly looked up and caught sight of him. His mother blushed immediately and he smugly smiled when his father glared at the hybrid.
"What do you want?" Mr Kimbley asked rudely. His eyebrows were stranded together.
Klaus smirked at the woman next to him and ignored the irritating man completely.
"I just came to voice some concerns I had," he spoke, his british accent a little bit too thick, and he could see the woman swoon instantly. "There was a little girl, her name was Tasha, I think she said it was."
He watched as the mother split out of her trance and looked towards the little girl infront of her. "What did you do?"
Tasha frowned, innocently, but Klaus could see her eyes peer at him with a scowl. "I didn't do anything mommy. He's lieing."
Klaus scoffed. "Not really. You came to my cubic and stole my wallet. I've been looking for you everywhere."
Jackson held in his laugh and clamped his hand over his mouth. Klaus noticed and stifled a chuckle.
"Tasha I swear to god I'm going to ground for a whole year! Give the man his wallet!" the mother scolded the little girl.
"I don't have it!"
"Stop lieing!"
"Excuse me?"
They all looked beside Klaus, were his girlfriend currently stood, innocent and batting her eyelashes. "I can't seem to get much sleep with all the shouting around here, can I please ask for some quiet?"
The Kimbley parents looked at the girl and nodded.
"I'm sorry, we must have gotten carried away." Mr Kimbley mumbled, looking at Caroline's figure which was leaning on his chair. Klaus narrowed his eyes at the man and when he saw his eyes dart south, he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist.
"We should get going." He nodded at Jackson and walked Caroline back to their seats.
"Where were you?" Kol lifted his head to look at them, quickly motioning for Kaus to close the curtain from view of the blood dripping from the woman in his hands. Caroline grimaced.
Klaus smirked. "We went for a little bit of a joyride. Wouldn't you say so love?" He faced her, and she tried to remain unaffected by the scene infront of her.
"Yeah, we did."
"Well," Kol placed the weak girl next to him as another came through the flappy curtains infront of them, naked.
Klaus pursed his lips to try and contain a laugh when Caroline scowled and she placed her palm on his face, corvering his eyes. He smiled.
"Jealous love?"
"No, she's naked. I'm doing what any girlfriend would. Now shut up."
He chuckled and they went back to their seats to get ready to go to Mystic Falls.
As Klaus was about to pick up the blanket to cover her with, she suddenly smashed thier lips together when he turned to look at her. He startled back in surprise but felt his own lips respond eagerly at her delicious lips. They tasted like honey and felt smooth when he kissed her.
Her hands rubbed his arm and he felt heat ripple through him at the simple action. She felt warm and cosy, he wanted her warmth all to himself. He wanted her all to himself.
"God Caroline," he moaned when she deepened the kiss. "I'd love to finish this but there are many people in his plane and this aisle." he groaned when she placed her hands on his chest.
"Then we'll just have to be quiet," she smirked wickedly and took off her shirt. He immediately latched his mouth on her breasts and trapped her on the seat.
.
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.
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"Finally! We made it!" Caroline squealed and kissed every inch of Klaus' face she could get. He sighed heavily in content wrapped her legs around his waist to kiss her better. She pulled away slowly and leaned their foreheads together.
"Thank you. It means so much." She smiled, drawing circles on his cheek with her finger.
He pecked her lips again then put her down on her feet. "It was my pleasure love."
"Elijah said he got us a chauffeur. He'll be here in..1..2," Rebekah counted as she walked towards them and pointed at the long car heading their way. "3."
Caroline shook her head when Kol ran past them and threw himself inside the car like a childish little boy.
"To the Mikaelson Manor!" Kol shrieked as he took shotgun next to the man in black. He was old and had white skin, his green eyes sparking with kindness.
Klaus took the seat next to Caroline and Rebekah sat next to her other brother. Elijah had a book in his hand, the one he read at the aiport and was really into it.
"What are you reading Eli?" The blonde asked, genuinely interested. He looked up at her and smiled.
"To Kill A Mocking Bird." He said simply.
Her eyes lit up. "That's what I'm reading for college!"
His confusion looked up. "Really? Maybe I could interpret it for you? If you need help."
She nodded enthusiastically and didn't notice the frown on Klaus' face.
"Tomorrow. In the afternoon. I'll accompany you to your college and maybe help other students." He thought.
"So your basically going to be a teacher there now?" She asked him. He smirked.
"It isn't a bad idea. And I do have great knowledge. And I can watch over you."
She smiled. "Okay."
Klaus watched them with a scowl, they were being way too friendly with each other. And what was that about? He knew a great lot too, why didn't she ask him?
He tried to forget the way they had that adored look in each other's faces, and glared at his sister when she laughed at him, flipping through her magazine.
"You are a bloody idiot."
Klaus pouted when Caroline put her arm through Elijah and walked inside the house, not giving him a second look.
Was she mad at him?
No. They didn't get into a fight.
Then why was she ignoring him?
A sad look erupted on his face and he grumbled all the way inside his study, feeling even more down when Caroline told him she was going to be spending the night in her room, for studying since he always interrupted her and distracted her.
She was definetly mad at him.
