Written for Klarosummer Bingo 2019. Prompt: mini golf.

Klaus Mikaelson rolled his eyes at the group of teenagers currently blocking his path to the giant windmill. "Caroline, if I have to wait any longer, I'll start to dessicate."

Caroline Forbes playfully slapped him on the arm as they finally moved forward to the next hole. "Seriously? You waited a literal millennium to kill my BFF. I'm pretty sure you can survive ten minutes on a mini golf course."

Klaus missed the hole as he jerked at Caroline's words, gritting his teeth. Turning to face her, he rolled his eyes and threw up his hands. "Are you ever going to let that go? The doppelgänger didn't STAY dead, did she? God, you kill one best friend and you have to hear about it for the next century," he sighed, hands on hips.

Caroline's laugh rang through the summer air. "Ok, maybe not a CENTURY," she conceded, wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned up to kiss him and he playfully grabbed her lower lip in his teeth and bit down. She yelped and pulled back to slap him again in the chest. "Tease!"

Klaus walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She pulled him tighter and she wrapped her arms on top of his. He nibbled her earlobe and whispered huskily, "I don't have to be a tease. Say the word and I'll flash us right to our bedroom, sweetheart."

Caroline bit her own lower lip at that as she wiggled her ass against him, giggling her sweet, girlish laughter that always shot straight to his undead heart. "Tempting… very tempting Mr. Mikaelson, but no." She spun around and gave him a sassy smile. "I was promised mini golf! And I happen to know from previous experience that you always keep your promises," she added, wiggling her eyebrows.

Klaus smiled at her as he finally sunk his little green golf ball in the hole. "Hmm. Yes, well, I did end up as your last love, didn't I?" he said as he picked up her little hand in his and gently kissed her knuckles. They walked forward to the next hole where they again had to wait on a group of giggling teenagers who all seemed to suffer from terrible coordination as they each took a billion puts to sink their balls. "Although if I had known we would be stuck behind this lot I would have reconsidered this less significant promise."

Caroline rolled her eyes at him as they finally got to the next hole. "Oh, it's not that bad. They're just a bunch of backwater kids enjoying a day in the city. Give them a break already."

The happy couple continued on until they got to a particularly difficult hole where they had to wait… and wait… and wait… "Can I at least snack on one of the pretty ones?" he snarked. Caroline jabbed him in the ribs so hard he lost his undead breath. "Violence, Miss Forbes!" he teased as he rubbed his nonexistent injury.

"You may NOT eat the tourists, Klaus!" she told him sternly, pointing her finger in his general direction. She looked at him and when she saw his painfully bored expression, she decided to give HIM a break. "I'm sure we can just pass them if it means that much to you."

Klaus immediately perked up. "Excellent. Which one do you think is the leader?" he asked mischievously.

"The leader? Why does there have to be a leader?" she asked, confused.

Klaus rolled his eyes. "When dealing with a group, the leader is the one you compel first, love," he said as though it was very obvious.

Caroline smacked him again. "We are NOT compelling them!" At his annoyed expression, she rolled her eyes again, grabbing his hand. "Come with me. And pay attention!" she snapped. "This is called 'asking people nicely,'" she snarked, making finger quotes. Caroline walked up to the group and gave them her best Miss Mystic smile. "Hey!" she greeted. They nodded politely to acknowledge her, a couple of them mumbling a greeting in return. "So, here's the thing, kay? My partner here is being super annoying and impatient." Klaus glared at one of the boys smirking at him and seriously considered how angry Caroline would be if he broke his face… just a little. "Could we please skip ahead of you?" she pleaded dramatically. He knew that face. She hustled an antique prom dress out of him with that face. He smirked at the memory. It was a worthy sacrifice.

Of course, the tourists let them pass… although Klaus wasn't sure if it was Caroline's charm or his death glare that did the job. As he sunk his next ball, he turned to smirk at her. "Partner? Really? I'm your 'partner' now? Are we opening a business you neglected to mention? A blood bank perhaps?" he teased, wrapping his arms around her from behind again, kissing her neck.

He didn't have to see her face to know she was rolling her eyes as she leaned into him. "Well considering I sacrificed half of my soul to bring you back from the dead in a blood ritual, thereby tying us together for all eternity, 'boyfriend' just didn't seem to cut it," she laughed.

"Fair enough," he conceded. "Although I like to think I'm worth the high price tag," he added with a wink.

Caroline stepped up to line up her next shot. "Obviously," she commented, tossing her bright yellow curls over her shoulder. "Unless you want to get married and be my husband, you're my partner."

"I would marry you," he replied casually, smirking as she missed the ball entirely.

"Seriously?!" she said, rolling her eyes. "You did NOT just propose to me on a mini golf course!"

Klaus laughed and kissed her on the cheek as he leaned down to put his ball on the tee. "I didn't propose. I just said I would marry you. It was a statement, not a question."

"Oh," she said slowly, pressing her lips together. "Well good… because that is so NOT romantic." Or was it? She watched in silence as he sunk his golf ball. She walked up to take her turn and tossed over her shoulder as she swung. "I would say yes."

"What?" Klaus asked in surprise.

Without turning to look at him as her eyes watched her ball rolling along, she replied. "If you asked me to marry you." She turned to face him and shrugged casually. "I would say yes."

The corner of his mouth twitched as he considered his response. He slowly looked her up and down, the corner of his lip turning up in a smirk. "Good to know."

TWO WEEKS LATER

"I can't believe you wanted to do this again, given how much whining you did the last time," Caroline told Klaus as they carried their rented golf clubs and balls onto the course.

"I have never whined about anything in my life, sweetheart." She raised an eyebrow at him, and he responded with a shrug. "It was fun… all except for the part where you didn't let me eat the tourists," he smirked.

Caroline slapped him on the chest. She had made quite the habit out of that. Pointing her finger at him, she scolded, "Klaus, humans are friends: NOT FOOD."

Klaus released a long-suffering sigh and shook his head. "Remind me to NEVER let you pick the movie EVER again." Those two hours they spent watching "Finding Nemo" were the longest of his immortal life.

"Just keep swimming, babe," she laughed, missing her first shot.

"Nice form, Miss Forbes," he teased before flashing over to her as she fake sneered at him, inconspicuously dropping something into the hole. "Let me show you how it's done, love."

He aimed and intentionally missed the hole, drawing a bright, "HA!" from the love of his life. He just rolled his eyes at her. Half of their relationship consisted of their mutual eye rolls… and the other half he spent making her eyes roll in an entirely different way. She walked up to her little pink ball and hit it right into the hole. "THAT'S how it's done," she winked.

"Duly noted. Now, would you please remove that abhorrent pink ball from the hole so I can take my turn? Or would you like to laugh at me some more?" he pouted.

Caroline laughed at him, bending down to pick up her ball. "Hey, there's something in here."

"Oh?" he asked innocently. "What is it?" He watched her jaw drop and her eyes widen as she pulled out a white gold engagement ring with the biggest diamond she'd even seen centered around smaller diamonds running the entire surface of the band. Her eyes lit up as she looked over at him in amazement. He walked over to her, dimples showing. "Well, you did say you'd say yes if I asked…" He took the ring from her and held it to the tip of her finger. "So, I'm asking." He leaned in and pecked her on the lips before pulling back to look her in the eyes. "Caroline Forbes, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Caroline beamed at him, nodding her head up and down. He beamed right back at her as he pushed it down on her finger. "Always and forever!" she shouted, throwing herself into his arms as he spun her around, feet high off the ground. She wrapped her legs around him and kissed him like her life depended on it, although with half of his permanent immortality, her life would never depend on anything. Suddenly she pulled back and looked at him in shock. "Wait a minute!" He looked at her quizzically as her expression dropped. "Did you just propose to me… on a mini golf course?"

Klaus grabbed her head and pulled her mouth back to his, kissing her senseless. When he finally pulled back, he smirked at her. "Yes. Yes, I did, Mrs. Mikaelson." She rolled her eyes before kissing him again… and again… and again… As she would continue to kiss him for all eternity. Always and forever.