TVD/TO Imagines, Etc.

Without You(Klaus)

Fluff: (Female/Male) Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

Imagine Klaus interrupting you at your job after years of being desiccated so he could survive.

"And that, everyone," you concluded, "Is why we don't bring wireless speakers to class just to f**k with the teacher," you concluded. "Now, back to the French Revolution...."
"Yes, a rather nasty piece of business, if I'm remembering correctly," a voice said.

It was a voice you hadn't heard in the flesh in five years, which had driven you insane.
"(Mrs./Mr.) Mikaelson, is it?" Klaus Mikaelson teased with his signature grin.

"It's you! You're alive! I knew Hayley could do it!" You cried, jumping into his open arms as you kissed him passionately. "About damn time! Oh, I love you so much!"
"I love you too. I missed you more than you'll ever know. It was terrible. But none of that matters anymore, now that I have you back," your husband promised, hugging you as he sighed, stroking your hair softly.

"It's so good to finally see you. I was getting tired of listening to your old voicemails," you murmured.
"I know. And I know I should've waited until after you were done teaching—" Klaus reasoned.
"No, I'm glad you didn't," you shook your head. "All I need is you, babe."

Klaus grinned, picking you up by your things and setting you on a nearby desk, kissing you eagerly.
"Uh.... (Mrs./Mr.) Mikaelson?"
"Shut up," you snapped, pulling away. "You know what, class dismissed, ten minutes left. Do whatever you want, I don't care."
"Whoo!" Someone yelled, and within seconds every single student of yours was gone.
"Let me get a good look at you," Klaus Mikaelson smiled, holding your face. "You still look exactly the same as before I was bit."

He stared at you blissfully as he held you, tears coming to his eyes just as you wiped them away.

"You don't have to miss me anymore, and I don't have to miss you. You're home now," you promised comfortingly.
"I feel like I might've taken your for granted," Klaus said sadly.
"No, Klaus, you didn't," you promised. "You were good to me every second we were together. Even on your worst days, you still treated me like your (wife/husband). That's why I've always loved you."
"It's so good to come home to you, love," Klaus smiled.

"My life without you is.... a horrifying, bleak, meaningless nightmare."
"So is my life without you," you kissed him quickly. "Come on, I gotta go find a substitute so we can spend all day together."
"Absolutely, (Mrs./Mr.) Mikaelson," Klaus agreed.