Imagine being Elijah's human s/o who's had a rough life, and one day you have a mental breakdown and he sees this and puts his own blood in your alcohol to stop you from killing yourself.
"Is something wrong, sweetheart?" Elijah Mikaelson asked over the phone.
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"Yeah. Yeah, it is, babe, honestly," you sighed, sadly running a hand through your hair.
You were sitting at your dinner table, alone, drinking heavily. A bottle of wine was set before you, along with a glass that had been reused many times in only the past hour since you got home from work. "What's the matter?" Elijah asked, troubled to hear you in pain.
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"Everything," you murmured. "My dad died, my mom doesn't even care, all my friends seem like they don't even care about me, my job sucks, I'm tired and stressed all the time, and I'm literally convinced that I'm living in my own personal hell right now," you scoffed. "Oh, (Y/N)," Elijah sighed.
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Within literally seconds, Elijah was off the phone and right in front of you. He was an Original vampire. He smiled sadly, walking towards you as you stood and hugging you lovingly. You were glad when he didn't let go. "I'm so sorry that you feel like there's nothing good in your life."
