The sound of the door cracking as Stefan opens it makes her glue to him even more. She doesn't like to look scared, but this place is creeping her out. She knew something was off since she saw the old woman at the reception. Looking at them as if they were young souls who will get murdered in one of the rooms at midnight.

Stefan of course, had calmed her down. Although he himself didn't look comfortable with the place.

He walks into the room and she follows him like a shadow, eyes observing the weird decoration as her fingers hold into Stefan's elbow.

When he stops in his place she hits him as she wasn't paying attention.

She looks at him and his eyes wander between her eyes and her hand clutching into his arm.

There's an amused smirk on his lips, and oh it's so beautiful. But she refuses to let him mock her. She pulls her hand and give him a serious look.

"Caroline Forbes can get scared? Who would've known." He teases her.

"Shut up." She rolls her eyes, folding her arms against her chest to sound more… mature.

"This place isn't Disney land after all." She says.

"Hmm, why didn't we go there for Halloween instead of this… horror house?" He holds out one of the old creepy antiques on the table.

"Wait don't don't don't." She panics as she runs to his side. He looks at her with confusion.

Her hands reach to the vase in his hand but she pulls back quickly.

"Put it down, just put it down."

"This?" He asks. "Why?"

"Stefan put it down, this place looks weird already, what if it has some soul in it or a ghost or something?" She rambles.

"It looks pretty." He says with innocent look, throwing the vase casually to his other hand.

"Stefan. Put. It. Down." She says through gritted teeth.

He wipes his smile off and puts on his best serious look as he nods. Once he put it down, she walks around the bed, eyes still examining the place.

"I didn't know you believed in these things." He says.

"Well, we're vampires who live in supernatural world, so." She shrugs. "And it's Halloween."

"Right." He holds his smiles for a longer second.

"So, you wanna take a shower first?" He asks.

"In this bathroom? No thanks." She mumbles.

"I can go with you if you want."

She shoots him a look.

"What? I'll give you my back! I'll even close my eyes." He says with his other best serious slash innocent look.

"I think I'll pass." She replies firmly.

"Oh come on, I thought we were over this just friends period thing." He raises his eyebrows and she gulps.

"What made you think so?"

"I don't know." He says, taking another step closer. "I thought that when you kissed me, that was your way of saying it."

She feels a shiver going through her as his voice switches suddenly, from playful and teasing to whispering and low.

She opens her mouth to come with an excuse but he goes on.

"Or you were actually just taking advantages of me?"

She looks at him with surprise.

"Because I don't know if you got the message, but it's more than okay with me."

Even his smile doesn't make his husky, low voice any better. And the tension around them is the same.

"I'll just sleep." She says after three seconds of mouth open with no words coming out.

He doesn't turn around as she walks pass him, he even takes it as an opportunity to grin widely.

"Fine." He sighs. "I'll take a shower; feel free if you wanna join me." He doesn't turn around as he walks to the bathroom. He can already imagine her cheeks going red.

When he gets out of the shower, she's already under the covers. He manages to hold his laugh at her sight. She is all covered, the blanket stretched from her toes to her noes with her hand holding the edge of it. Her eyes are staring at the ceiling.

She looks at his bare chest once before looking back at the ceiling.

He looks down and smiles before grabbing his shirt and putting it on. His bare feet makes quite a noise in the silent room. He lifts the covers and gets under them, his shoulder brushing against her. Not on purpose of course.

"Ehm ehm." He clears his throat loudly.

"What do you want, Stefan?"

"Nothing." He says.

"I'm bored." He says after five seconds.

"What am I supposed to do about that?"

"I don't know." He sighs.

"Maybe we can do something… other than… sleeping."

She glares at him.

"What?" He asks, offended. "Fine, whatever." He turns to the ceiling before closing his eyes.

Three minutes pass without them moving. Until they hear something cracking.

"Stefan?" She whispers.

"mhm?" He doesn't open his eyes. Until he feels her hand on his bare arm.

"Did you hear that?" She is still whispering.

He doesn't answer for three seconds.

"I didn't want to tell you this, but… I heard people saying that this place is haunted."

"What?"

He feels her grip tighten around his arm.

"Yeah… Something about two old ladies who… died here five years ago."

He feels her other hand on his skin too.

"You sure?"

"Unfortunately." He says. "Seems like we only have each other for tonight."

His other arm sneaks slowly until his hand finds her elbow.

When she doesn't protest, his hand goes to her waist to pull her closer. When she looks up at him he hears some voice in his mind screaming BUSTED.

"Wait… are you- are you trying to scare me?" She says pulling away.

"What? No."

"I can't believe it."

"What? I didn-" He sighs. "Whatever."

"It was worth it thou." He says looking at her with a smile.

She rolls her eyes before turning on her right side to face him. It takes her two minutes to lay her head on his shoulder, and fifty more seconds to lay her hand over his body.

And it takes him two seconds before putting his arm around her.