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Good to You: Side Story - Klaroline Proposal

A/N: Ok, so I got an ask for Klaroline Proposal and fluff for this little universe, anyway, this is set years in the future past the current drama. Enjoy.

Klaus’s arm was around Caroline when her eyes fluttered open; she was tempted to snuggle closer, but with a busy day ahead, she couldn’t indulge in staying in bed with him.

With great reluctance and care, she unwound his arm from around her and climbed from the bed.

Looking over her shoulder at his form, her breath caught in her throat.

Klaus was arguably a devil and most would say worse than the devil, but she swore when he slept, he looked so peaceful.

An angel in his resting state.

The biggest deception.

In any case, he was her devil.

His hair was a riot of curls, the sheet was low on hips and the light streaming in from the window shone on his bare chest and torso.

Her cheeks heated as she recalled last night’s events, her mouth licking and sucking at the planes of his abs.

If they were human, she was certain he would be covered in hickeys and love bites. She would have had finger-shaped bruises where he clung to her hips and thighs while she rode him, taking the pleasure she sought and he readily gave.

Grabbing her robe from the closet she slipped it around her naked body and walked across the hall, opening the door and stepping inside, the curtains were closed, the only light from the glowing night lamp, of a full moon and stars casting shapes around the room in a multi of colors.

She smiled softly. Henrik and Willow were resting in their beds.

She couldn’t believe they were turning four in less than a week.

She remembers it just like it was yesterday when she first truly met their father when she was dying on her birthday and he was the villain terrorizing everyone she knew and love.

Except he was never her villain. Not even then.

She and Klaus didn’t have an easy rode but she wouldn’t change it because it brought them here.

She and Klaus were together. They had two kids, and they were a family. The family she always wanted and the one he always wanted.

She and Klaus were very different in many respects, yet strikingly similar in others, complementing each other perfectly, like two puzzle pieces.

Klaus, most believed he would make a terrible father, but he wasn’t. He was amazing with them and so protective it made her chest ache in the best way, knowing how much he loved his children.

Klaus, who reveled in his immortality, would give it up in a heartbeat to save his family.

Henrik and Willow were a gift, and they saved them all, including her.

They saved her when she was in her darkest moment, ready to turn it off. They saved Klaus from his self destruction; they brought the dysfunctional Mikaelson’s together created a united family.

They still had their arguments, but they were mild to old blowouts.

Henrik and Willow were special children, already having magic on top of vampire healing and the inner senses of a wolf.

Davina was helping them with their magic.

Knowing they would be up in no time, Caroline shut their door back and returned to her room she shared with Klaus.

Grabbing a few things, she headed into the ensuite shower.

While taking her shower, she ran down a mental checklist of her schedule for the day.

She and Rebekah were making arrangements and planning the twins’ upcoming birthday party. Then she had some last-minute shopping for gifts to do.

Her mother was arriving today and would stay until after the party.

It was events like this, birthdays, holidays and special occasions that reminded her how much her life had changed.

Her circle of friends no longer comprised the same people she grew up with in Mystic Falls.

She and Elena barely talked. Bonnie and she met up a few times in the year, but nothing more. Matt and she were strangers. She severed all contact with Damon and Tyler.

She wasn’t complaining. She had a good relationship with her mother and she had created a new life for herself, with loyal friends and a family she never thought she could have.

She never thought she would count Katherine or Rebekah as friends, but life and circumstances have a way of changing things. Stefan, to this day, was one of her closest friends. She would even call Marcel and Elijah friends. And then Davina she was like the little she never had. Zach was the brother she always wanted, the pack and extended family she cherished. The vampires were integrating themselves into her world as well.

Her relationship with the witches was, at best, complicated.

All in all, she was living a good life.

It took a lot to get here, but it was all worth it.

After getting dressed and ready, she went back to the bedroom and found her bed empty.

She didn’t have to wonder where Klaus was. He had been working on a gift for the girls.

Since the day of their birth, Klaus had made it a tradition of his to draw them something for their birthday. Of course, he bought them whatever they wanted, but this came more from his heart and meant more to him.

She moved down the hall, toward his study, pushing the door open and leaning in the doorway. “Hey.”

He looked up from his painting, a smile gracing his features.

It never failed to make her heart jump in her chest to see him smile so freely and unguarded.

“Love,” he came forward, pulling her into the room, one hand on her hip, the other gripping the back of her neck as he captured her lips in a slow kiss.

He always kissed her in the morning like he was committing every brush, every touch, every breath to memory.

“Good morning,” she breathe, gripping his shirt.

“It is now,” he kissed her again, even more intently.

Caroline could feel the familiar burn of desire, coiling in stomach and forced herself to pull away, holding him back. “As much as I would love to continue this, I have too much to do today to prepare for the twins’ birthday.”

“You know they’re only turning four. They will probably barely remember today when they're older. It won’t make that much a difference if everything’s not perfect.”

Caroline smacked at his chest. “I’ll remember and besides, since when have you known me to do anything half way.”

“Never,” Klaus pulled her flushed against, moving to trail his lips across her jaw. “But you can make exceptions.” ”Klaus, I can’t,” she protested.

Klaus’ lips trailed down her neck, placing sucking kisses to her flesh.

Caroline bit back a moan as the hand in her back pocket massaged her ass.

He had such skilled hands; they were a weapon on her body.

“We always make time.” he moved his lips back to hers.

Caroline felt his desire in the way he kiss her and she couldn’t help but return it.

Burying her hands in his curls, she lost herself in the passion they shared.

Before she knew it, she found herself pinned against the wall, his hands moving to unfasten the button of his jeans.

With great restraint she stilled his hand and pushed him back, not unkindly. “I really can’t.”

Klaus groaned but released her. “Love, you don’t know what you do to me.”

Caroline smiled, then and placed her hand over his chest. “I do and I promise to make time tonight, but until then, spend the day with the kids. I will be back later to finish this.”

“I’m going to hold you to that,” Klaus warned.

“You do that.” She placed one more quick kiss on his lips before leaving. She needed to go before she change her mind and allowed him to have his way.

In more ways than one.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Katherine didn’t know how she let herself be wrapped up in Rebekah and Caroline’s planning.

It had to be the promise of shopping and the thought of spoiling Henrik and Willow.

Katherine never had the chance to spoil her own child and loved making up for it with the twins. Downside, though, she was left following Rebekah and Caroline’s ordered and she hated following anyone’s order.

After meeting with a few caters, they had finally set off to do some birthday shopping and Katherine was starting to regret her decision when there seemed to be no end.

As soon as they weren’t looking, she was going to escape, find Elijah and relieve her building tension.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Stefan smiled as he set two sets of pancakes down in front of the twins as they talked their father’s ear off about what they wanted for their birthday.

Stefan never thought he see this side of Klaus, or that they would no longer be enemies. It was a change and a welcome one.

His life differed greatly from what he envisioned for himself, for one being with Rebekah and part of the Mikaelson family. He barely saw Damon other than on special occasions, though he spoke to Elena regularly.

Sometimes when he was missing his brother, he got homesick for Mystic Falls, but he was happy with his life in New Orleans.

And he really enjoyed spending time with his goddaughter and godson. The highlight of his day would be when they drove their father crazy with all their questions about anything and everything.

“You know who would be better to feed your curious minds? Uncle Elijah.” Klaus smirks. “He thinks he knows everything.”

“He’s busy.” Willow complained.

“With what?” Klaus asked.

“We don’t know.” Henrik answered, taking a bite of his chocolate chip pancake.

Klaus looked at Stefan.

“A council meeting Caroline is joining him.” Stefan informed him.

“Who called it?” Klaus wondered. He knew the last thing they needed was something to go wrong before the twins’ birthday. Caroline would not have it.

“Caroline.” Stefan answered. “I’m sure it’s just some gala or charity thing being addressed or she would have told you.”

Klaus was in agreement. On important council matters, she always kept him in the loop.

Klaus turned his focus back to his children, giving them his undivided attention. “Can you keep a secret?”

Willow looked at her father with wide eyes and nodded quickly.

Henrik narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “What kind of secret?”

“The best kind?” Klaus grinned.

Stefan watched, wondering what Klaus was up to. He prayed it wouldn’t be anything that was going to fall back on the rest of them.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline walked into the bar that was in the heart of the French Quarter, it had become the meeting place for the council.

She was pleased to see that it had been cleared of the usual patrons and tourists.

Elijah was already there and waiting with the rest of the council. He stood, greeting Katherine first and then his sister.

As Zach and Davina stood to greet Caroline.

Caroline hugged them both with a smile of familiarity.

“I’m surprised you had time for this, considering you are on a time crunch to prepare for the twins’ birthday.” Davina teased.

“I always have time for you.” Caroline replies easily. “Now tell me all I have missed.”

“Where do you want us to start?”

“Tell me the bad, then the good.” Caroline instructed as they all sat around the table.

“Will Niklaus not be joining us today?” Elijah asked, looking toward Caroline.

“No, today he is with his children. Here’s hoping he doesn’t corrupt them.” Caroline grinned.

“He could corrupt a nun,” Katherine scoffed. “Your offspring doesn’t stand a chance.”

Caroline shot her a glare. “Moving on, tell me everything I need to be aware of,”

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline spent the next hour with Elijah and the rest of the council, addressing the problems in the French Quarter and among the factions.

She was relieved to be leaving. She had a few more things she had to do before returning home to spend the rest of the day with her family.

She wanted to have everything in place for the twins’ birthday so she could enjoy the days leading up to it.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline had barely walked into the compound before to little balls of energy were running to her.

“Momma!” Henrik clung to her leg as his sister attached to her hip.

“Of my beautiful babies,” she knelt down, bringing them against her.

She couldn’t explain the feeling of complete joy she felt every time either of them was in her arms.

When she was younger, she didn’t understand what it meant to love unconditionally without walls. Not until she finally gave birth to her son and daughter.

She understood then what it meant to have your world revolve around your child, or children, in her case.

When they were happy, she was happy. When they were upset, she was upset. When they were hurt, she was hurt.

And nothing was more important to her than their safety. When they were in danger, she wanted to eliminate any threat that arose.

Some could say Klaus had rubbed off on her in more ways than one, but she had to learn more than once that it was better to kill the weeds before they could grow and ruin everything.

“How was your day?” she asked, looking between them. “Did you have fun with your dad?”

Willow nodded. “He let us have all the sweets we wanted.”

“Sweetheart, that was supposed to be our secret.” Klaus admonished.

Caroline looked at him. “What other secrets do you have with them?”

“Only the good kind,” Klaus assured with a crooked grin.

“Dad, let us finger paint.” Henrik exclaimed, holding his hands up to show his paint stained hands.

Caroline's eyes narrowed on Klaus. “You didn’t,”

“It’s nothing we can’t fix,” Klaus grinned.

Caroline shook her head. Klaus had feared being a terrible father. He was anything but, if anything, he spoiled them too much.

Caroline stood, taking them by the hands. “Let’s get you guys cleaned up, and then we’ll have some dinner.”

The twins took off on a run and Caroline turned to Klaus before she could chide him. He pulled her in for a kiss that left her mind blank.

He pressed his forehead against hers. “I missed you.”

“I can tell.” Said Caroline, hand on his chest. “Why don’t you help the twins get cleaned up and I will whip us up a nice dinner?”

“You know we have paid chefs for that.” Klaus reminded.

“And I need to oversee it.” Caroline said. “Now go clean up your parenting mess.”

Klaus rolled his eyes and gave her another hard kiss.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

The rest of the family joined them by the time dinner was ready.

Caroline sat next to Klaus with the twins sitting across from her. Elijah sat at the other end of the table, Katherine on one side and Rebekah on the other, with Stefan. Zach, Davina and Marcel joined them.

It was a lovely dinner made more special by the feeling of family. It took a lot to get here, and it made it even more special.

Caroline lifted Klaus’s hand to her lips, brushing his knuckles.

Klaus’ eyes filled with adoration and leaned over, cupping her cheek as he kissed her deeply.

Everyone around them were used to such displays and barely even reacted. It was, after all, just Caroline and Klaus.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Caroline, wanting to spend time with the twins, was the one to put them to bed and read to them until sleep claimed them.

Klaus was waiting outside the door for her.

“I have something I want to show you,” he extended his hand to her.

Caroline placed her hand in his. “What is it?”

“It’s a surprise.” he pulled her down the hallway into his art room, where she had found him in earlier.

Caroline was surprised to find everything moved. They had moved most of his art to face the walls, with three covered pieces centered in the room. Lit candles covered the tables throughout the room, bathing it in a soft, golden glow.

Caroline looked at Klaus. “Are you trying to set the mood to pick things back up from earlier?”

“No,” Klaus chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “As lovely as that sounds, this is more important than that,”

He guided her toward the covered easels, his arm around her waist. “The painting I’ve been working on was never for the twins. I’ve been working on several paintings. All for you.”

“For me?” Caroline felt touched. Klaus drew her all the time, but it was more for himself than for her. The fact that he drew her ones specifically for her had warmth spreading throughout her entire body.

It was amazing how these little acts of affection and appreciation could make her feel so loved. More loved than she thought possible.

“These paintings are the most important art I will ever paint.” Klaus vowed.

“Show me,” said Caroline. She couldn’t explain it, but she felt her breath catching in her chest with anticipation.

Klaus pulled her in front of the first easel, and then reached for the cloth, pulling it off.

Caroline’s lips parted on a silent gasp, her hand going to her mouth.

Klaus had painted himself kneeling down on one knee before her, an open ring box in his hand, as she stared at him with a look of love.

He painted his proposal.

She turned to him, eyes shining with tears. “Klaus.” Her voice cracked. She was so overcome with emotion.

Klaus placed a hand to her lips. “Don’t say anything yet. Wait until you see the last two.”

Caroline nodded, but she already knew what her answer would be.

Of course, she would marry him.

What other answer could see give to the man who made her feel like a goddess in the flesh, appreciated, loved. Worshipped.

Klaus guided her to the second easel, pulling off the cloth and revealing the second image.

It was of her, in a wedding dress, the sun shining down on her, bathing her in this heavenly light.

She looked celestial and so beautiful, so impossibly perfect.

She couldn’t believe this was how he saw her.

She wasn’t perfect, but in his eyes, she was.

A tear escaped her eye, and she quickly swiped it away.

“I try to do your beauty justice, but I fear it’s a feat I am not capable of doing.” Klaus murmured.

Caroline resisted the urge to crash her lips against his and instead moved to the last easel.

Klaus removed the cloth, revealing the last image.

The image had Caroline’s heart cracking open, love pouring out and flooding her entire being.

He painted them at the altar, in a beautiful garden, with Willow beside her and Henrik beside him.

In the painting, he was looking at her like she was the answer to everything, like she was the sun and he couldn’t look away.

She was looking at him like she couldn’t believe he was real.

She felt him turn her in his arms and take her hand and watched as he slid the most gorgeous ring on her finger. The sapphires surrounding the diamond matching the color of her eyes.

“Caroline, love, will you make the rest of my existence have the most beautiful meaning and tie yourself to me? Will you become Caroline Mikaelson? Will you marry me?”

Caroline was beyond happy. She felt like she could scream her happiness from the rooftops. She settled for exclaiming with happy tears. “Yes! A million times, yes!”

She threw her arms around him, clutching to him tightly.

Klaus lifted her in his arms, one curling into her hair and guiding her mouth to his for a heated kiss. “Do you remember when I told you I was going to be your last love?”

Caroline leaned her forehead against his and nodded. “You are.”

“And you’re mine,” he promised.

Caroline curled one arm around his neck, holding onto his shoulder with the other, her legs locked around his waist, and kissed him with everything she had.

She was living an amazing life. She had a beautiful future ahead of her with her family, and she was home in the arms of the man she loved.

All the blood and tears, and pain to get here was more than worth the happiness that filled her now.

Everything she been through was worth this life she lived now and she wouldn’t change a single thing.

“I love you,” she breathed.

Klaus shivered. He would never tire of hearing that. Coming from her, it was his favorite thing to hear. He could say the words back, but he rather show her how much he loved her.

Carrying her from the room, he made love to her in their shared bed, looking forward to a promise of eternity with the love of his immortal life.

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