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satsuki2406 · 4 years

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Dear Aomi Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

"I've seen you in a dream before, you are the warm and bright presence that embraced me on Cape Kamui a long time ago on a June afternoon."

Shinohara (Y/N) is a normal girl who had everything she could ask for, a loving family, a beautiful home, friends, and a fluffy cat. For a long time, she gave her life and happiness for granted, never imagining that she'll face one of the worst and crueler facades of society so closely, destroying what once was a happy, harmonious and normal family. One day, in hopes to recover what they lost, the Shinohara family took one of the more difficult decisions of their lives; leave behind their home back in Hokkaido and travel hundreds of miles south until Musutafu, the place that could grant them a solution and help close the yet fresh wound and scare away the ghosts of the past. Hardheaded, passionate, and ambitious (Y/N) is forced to confront the incarnated face of the superhuman society that she hated the most; Bakugou Katsuki.

PAIRING: (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

GENRE/WARNINGS: Romance, Fluff, Angst, Dark Themes, My poor attempt of humor, Strong language (Courtesy of King Lord Explosion Murder God *********💥), Manga Spoilers.

STATUS: On going

Chapter 1: School is a Great Place to Make Enemies

Chapter 2: My Stupid Classmate, The Angry Dandelion

Chapter 3: In Conclusion, This Day Was...

Chapter 4: Welcome to the Neighborhood

Masterlist \(￣︶￣*\))

✒A/N:

OH-EM-GEE-

It's really been a while since I updated this story, I really thought it was a couple of months ago, I’ve been very busy lately and just kept pushing writing for later, and later transformed into 8 months! I had to admit that I also had a huge block with this story, but recently I got a lot of inspiration and energy, chapter 6 is almost ready but editing needs to be done after all. Hopefully this would be a good one! There’s more details coming in future chapters and also new characters! I got a thing for OCs recently, I feel they add more personality to the story!

Enjoy!

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5: Aldera Chronicles

‘Just a good day’ That was what you prayed, asked for last night, and what you tried to repeat to yourself to keep calm and serene while you looked desperately for your earphones. As soon as you did, you connected them to your phone and searched for the loudest song you kept in your collection.

“Oi! I’m talking to you dumbface!”

The loudest one of all.

After the whole ‘neighbors fiasco’ you got stuck with Bakugou on your way to school, both of your mothers insisted that you should go to school together at least today, so you could ‘amend your differences and get closer’ you almost gag at the suggestion, but your mom looked so ecstatic about the idea of you making new friends, after all she hasn’t looked that excited in a while, so you could not find yourself saying no to her.

Although you ‘accepted’, that didn’t mean that you will stay with him all the way to school, right now you were still in their field of vision, so if you left him behind, they will notice. You were just waiting for the perfect moment, as soon as you made it to the end of the street and turned to the left, you will take that as a cue to hop on your bike and leave him behind eating your dust.

“What a shity morning, stuck with this idiot. That friking hag threaten me to change the wifi password if I didn’t come and to top it off, she had the fucking nerve to take my phone, fan-fucking-tastic…” Bakugou was right in front of you grumbling angrily and throwing profanities left and right. His anger was more than evident; he was more hunched over than normal; his hands were way deeper in his pockets to the point you thought he could rip them open and his feet were stomping on the ground with such intensity that you could almost feel it vibrate under your own.

Despite the fact that you could not see his face, you could bet your (F/C) post-its that there was an extra deep scowl and curled pouty lips ‘decorating’ his face right now. You tried to distract yourself with your phone and avoid Bakugou as much as possible, it was bad enough to spend more time with him than you already did in school, not to mention that unwanted encounters may become commonplace being next-door neighbors.

You sighted dejected at the thought, you really were kind of excited about moving to a new city, Musutafu was way bigger than Sapporo was, with bigger malls, parks, shops, restaurants and more fun things to do. But sadly for you, Bakugou manage to crush your hopes and expectations as soon as he opened his mouth, hell, even by existing actually.

Your attention was snaped back to reality when the sound of cars passing by and other students came to you. You got on your bike again, getting in front of Bakugou so you could reach the avenue faster, “Oi! Don’t go in ahead of me dumbshit!” You ignored him as he yelled at you, his words more and more inaudible as you got farther.

After a few minutes you had lost him completely, he probably went the opposite direction to the bus stop or the train station, Aldera was close, but not enough to go walking, you did it there in twenty five minutes with your bike if you took your time, fifteen if you were in a rush, you made sure to verify how long it would take you to get there the days prior that you had to actually go back to school.

You decided to relax and enjoy the view of the city and listen to your favorite songs like the day before. Luckily the Tatooine Station was open, safe and working at its fullest.

“Not a single villain in sight, phew, how good that they managed to clear the area otherwise I would have had to…” Suddenly memories of your crossing trough Dump Beach™ came to you, that was an experience you were so willing to don’t repeat ever again. “I wonder who else from my school had to make a detour like me yesterday, or if someone was involved in the incident… those ladies said it was a middle schooler, but it’s quite ambiguous data to make any conclusive statements, there are hundreds of middle schools in Musutafu and the commercial district is in the center, so it could be anyone.”

You stopped in front of a crosswalk, waiting for the light to change. ‘I’ll ask Midoriya if he knows something else, he probably passed by or something’. You had to admit that you were kind of excited about the idea of befriending the green head, even with his nervous, anxious, jumpy and shy personality he gave you a kind and sweet vibe. His insecurity gave away his true nature; his clumsiness, the nervousness, overanalyze everything, the mutter, for some they could be annoying but you found it rather and oddly fascinating, it made him feel real, genuine and honest.

‘He’s almost like…’

The chirping sound of the traffic light snapped you out of your rampant thoughts announcing that the light had finally turned green. You started off with your bike along the rest of the pedestrians and continued on your way to the school.

The rest of the way to Aldera passed without any hitch, you left your bike locked and took your stuff to walk to the shoe lockers like yesterday, just a few feet ahead you distinguish a very familiar mop of green curly hair. He seemed slightly hunched and deep in thought, probably way too deep in thought to the point that you could see a colorful smeared aura surrounding him and the word mutter coming out of his mouth. And you were not the only one, as you could see the people around walking away, with slightly perturbed expression on their faces. You just took it as a cue to let your presence being known.

“Good morning Midoriya!” You hopped by his side and greeted him enthusiastically. The poor thing almost had a heart attack and jumped out of his own skin as you just scared the shit out of him. He released a muffled scream and seem to calm down a tiny bit to immediately turn the shade of a tomato and babble a greeting.

“G-G-G-G-G-Good mo-morning Shinohara-san! You-You-You caught me by su-surprise.” He squeaked as he covered his face with his arms and his eyes moved erratically to look everywhere but you.

“Did I scare you? I’m sorry! I guess I let myself go a little bit.” You trailed, resting a palm against your nape.

“Oh nonono! Please don’t apologize! Y-Y-You were been courteous after all. He whispered breathlessly at the end fidgeting his fingers nervously. “I…nobody ever greets me or says good morning, I didn't expect it and that's why I got a little nervous. T-That’s all, so don’t worry.” His little confession shocked you for a moment, it was really depressing to be honest but it motivated you at the same time.

You beamed confidently at him, “Well Midoriya, I recommend that you get used to it then, because I intend to greet and say goodbye to you every day without fail from now on.”

He looked up at you with a surprised and somewhat puzzled expression, his fingers started to twitch nervously, his countenance became even redder if that was even possible.

“B-B-B-B-B-But Shi-Shinohara-san-!”

“Shush, shush, shush! I am not going to put it up for discussion this is how it’ll be from now on and it's over.” You placed your hands on your hips, a slight scowl adorning your face to accentuate your mock annoyance. “Besides, who will run away from Bakugou with me after I tell him how much of an asshole he is for the umpteenth time in a row?”

You relaxed your demeanor again, offering him a goofy smile, so he could notice that you weren't even mad to begin with. The poor greenette thought for a smidgen that he made you angry and that worried him profusely. But one glance at you told him that you were being sincere, he was scared that you could be trying to play a prank just to make fun of him as it has already happened to him so many times. that alien feeling of relief and tranquility invaded his chest, apparently the chance encounter he had with his childhood hero had been a good omen and brought him more good things that he could imagine.

His eyes teared up with hope and a squiggly smile adorned his face, he dried his tears with his gakuran sleeve and clenched his fists excitedly.

“So, what do you think?” you asked eagerly.

“I look forward for it!”

“Did you see what happened yesterday at the commercial district? It seemed pretty rough” You commented to Midoriya absentmindedly while you took your uwabaki from your locker. He visibly flinched as he heard your question almost dropping his shoes in the process.

“Ye-Yeah, they said that the pro heroes could hardly put up a fight because of the villain’s quirk.”

“Right? Hopefully All Might was nearby, otherwise who knows what would have happen. I wonder if the hostage is ok, I didn’t watch the news last night so I’m not pretty sure what exactly happened. Do you know how it was?

He flinched again and turned his head to you rigidly as you raised an eyebrow at his sudden odd behavior.

“I do-don’t know a lot but I read that everything was ok afterwards, the hostage walked out with just a couple of scratches, so there’s nothing to be concerned about Shinohara-san, it’s pretty nice of you to worry so much, especially since the hostage…” Midoriya looked down and tapped his trembling indexes together; he wanted to tell you something, but didn’t know how.

“Come on Midoriya, you already told me the hostage is ok, what can be so bad that you are hesitant to tell me?” You inquired him softly.

“Is nothing bad per se, well, you’ll see the hostage…” He paused and looked in all directions to check if anybody was listening. Ok, weird. He got a little closer to you and cupped his mouth with his left hand.

“The pe-person captured yesterday was-”

Your little hush-hush conversation was interrupted when the metallic sound of a locker being abruptly opened echoed in the sudden silent space. Your ears located the unexpected noise behind you and instinctively you turned to see what had caused such a ruckus.

A couple of lockers from you, a really angry and really frustrated Bakugou appeared right in front of your eyes. You observed how out of the blue everything and everybody seemed to freeze in time, and all eyes were on him. The atmosphere turned tense, every person there watched attentively his every movement, talking with just a glance, some people were whispering among themselves no even taking their eyes off him.

‘What the hell is happening?’

He took his uwabaki and slammed them on the floor, removed his shoes and buried them unceremoniously in the locker, slamming the door shut. He grumbled, trying fruitlessly to put his uwabaki, cursing that he couldn't put them on as smoothly as he would’ve liked. He suddenly stopped his movements, acknowledging the unwanted attention he was receiving.

“The hell are you looking at you fucking losers?! Why don’t you mind your own damn business, huh?!”

His voice echoed with fury at the school entrance, despite their obvious fear, nobody moved an inch, all the eyes glued on him. He finished to put on his shoes and stomped further inside. At the corner of his eye he noticed your presence and immediately stared at you, he seemed even more infuriated than before, this clearly soured his mood even further, if that was even possible.

You returned it with one of your own, as intense or more as his, the attention seemed to turn your way as your little staring contest became longer, Midoriya nervously looked between you and him, probably waiting for another showdown to break out, just like yesterday. Everybody’s breath hitched by the minute, but you didn’t back down, your (E/C) eyes met the fiery inferno of his crimson ones, after a couple more seconds he just tsked and stomped away with his hands buried way deep in his pockets.

After he left, the clock started ticking again, everyone took a breath of relief, averted their eyes from his retracting back and continued their lives like always. Midoriya’s shoulders relaxed significantly at the time that his soul slowly returned to his body. When you noticed him more calmed and focused, decided to address the elephant in the room.

“What. The. Heck. Just. Happened?” You whispered bewildered. “Who peed on his cereal? If this is something usual here, I’ll be more than glad to take my bike and go all the way back to Sapporo.” You crossed your arms over your chest and stared irritated at his retracting back.

“Well, now that Captain McTantrum™ left, what was that you wanted to tell me about yesterday’s incident?” You asked relaxing your demeanor to something more gentle and friendly. Midoriya flinched slightly and his poise appear suddenly uneasy.

“Um, well, the person-the-the person th-th-that got trapped by the mud villain, tha-tha-that person…” Midoriya tried over and over but it was useless, he couldn’t complete a single sentence without stumbling over his own words. Noticing that using his words would be useless, he looked at you in the eyes to then wander his gaze, pointing to something behind him. You started at him completely lost while he kept repeating the same cycle of looking at you and then looking away, urging you to get what he was trying to say, not moving his head once, like he was unsure to look back.

You exanimated what was at his back; just a couple of students walking to their respective classrooms, friends greeting each other, and Bakugou turning to the right at the end of the corridor to go upstairs-

‘Wait, Bakugou?’

Then it hit you, the awkward silence when he arrived, the unwanted starring, the murmuring, his more than usual foul mood, the outburst, Midoriya’s reluctance to tell you, he probably though he would get into trouble with him if it reached his ears that stupid Deku was talking shit of him to thief bitch. Everything made sense now. You broke out of your trance and looked at Midoriya “Was Bakugou?-” He eagerly nodded his head, satisfied that you finally understood him.

“Oh, I see…”

“Y-Yes…”

“…”

“HOLLY SHIT-”

With the issue clarified and only five minutes left before the class started you two proceeded to go upstairs as well. Midoriya and you made small talk with some intervals of comfortable silence here and there, soon enough you both reached your classroom, people chatting lively when you opened the door. Midoriya walked in just behind you as you made it to your designated seats.

‘If I’m not wrong, Math is our first class of the day’ your mind wandered to other school related topics while you seated at your desk, just as you did the bell ringed and your teacher entered the classroom and started his lesson of the day.

Midday finally came, which mean it was finally lunch time, you invited Midoriya beforehand to eat with you, he timidly accepted, after a lot of nervous quacking but you could tell he seem excited about the idea. As soon as the bell that announced the so waited lunch break ringed, you proceeded to pack your books and stationery into your bag and take out your bento when your desk was crowded by what it looked like to be all the girls in your class. One of them, a girl with short brown hair and blue eyes was the first to approach you.

“Hey Shinohara! Do you want to have lunch with us? We didn’t actually have the chance to talk yesterday and we thought it would be nice to know you better.” She spoke.

“Yuki-chan is right! Is refreshing to have another girl in the class after almost three years since we are very few, with you we are eight now!” Said another one of them visibly thrilled.

“You looked so cool yesterday when you confronted Bakugou!”

“I think nobody has managed to do that and live after it, or actually do it”

“Right?!”

“So awesome!”

They gave you a really kind and chill vibe, chatting and praising you animatedly. Although they seemed to really enjoy Bakugou’s antics against your green head classmate, well, nobody's perfect, noted. You can’t judge the book by its cover, but when you looked at them, it’s impossible to not think about…

The offer is almost irresistible.

Almost.

“That sounds lovely! But Midoriya and I agreed to have lunch together today, so I’m afraid we’ll have to leave it to another time.” You almost cringed at how cutesy and honeyed your voice sounded but they seemed to buy it, until their expressions made a 180. Their faces were shocked and almost offended at the thought of you putting him over their proposal. It was a ‘are you for real?’ reaction over all. You kept smiling at them to emphasize that you were serious, when the girl that talked first tried to dissuade you.

“B-But why don’t you eat with us today and leave your lunch with him for tomorrow? I’m sure Midoriya won’t have a problem, right?” She turned and looked at him just as the rest of the girls did after she, Midoriya flinched nervously holding his bento at the unexpected attention he was receiving.

“Eh…! I…! Well… Um…”

“You see! He’s ok with it!”

‘He hasn’t even said a thing!’ You thought trying to conceal your disbelief. ‘Let’s put all the beef on the grill then’

“Oh, I got an idea!” You chimed. “Midoriya! Why don’t you join us for lunch too? That way nobody eats alone and we get to know better! It’s a win-win plan! What do you think?” You were not dumb, although it was true you can’t judge anybody by a simple glance, you had a somewhat firm idea of why they were so eager to mingle with you, so you just did what you thought it was necessary to make sure it was not that, and what a better way than with your nerve-wreck of a friend.

‘What a better way to know someone’s character than by the way they treat others?’

The poor guy looked like he was about to have a seizure and your classmates were not any better; they looked at you even more astonished than before, and you could swear that they started to sweat. Suddenly they look to be hesitant, even the more insistent one. They looked at you, at each other and then at Midoriya.

“I-I think you are right, it wasn’t very nice to insist after you already had plans with…Midoriya, I guess we can leave it for another day.” The others seem to agree, a bit crestfallen but relieved nonetheless.

‘I knew it…’

They shortly left after that; you kept your friendly smile until they finally disappeared behind the door, when they were out of your view completely you let your smile fall and collected your lunch from your desk. You marched to the door, but stopped midway when you noticed that certain someone was still standing lost in his own world, mumbling nonsense as usual.

“Midoriya” You called him, he seemed to have got out of his trance and looked at you eyewided, confused and bewildered.

“Huh?”

“Are you coming or what?” You said smiling.

He stared at you genuinely surprised, but he swiftly shook his head and walked towards you.

“Yes!”

“A-Are we going to eat outside?” he asked curiously.

“I mean, it’s a beautiful day the temperature is perfect and this would actually be the first time ever that I had the chance to be outside in early April without freezing my butt. Do you have any place in mind?”

“No, I-I always eat by myself, so I prefer to stay in the classroom” He answered somewhat ashamed.

“Its ok, I know the perfect place.”

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imagine-always-and-forever · 6 years

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In Plain Sight -- Part 7

A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Word length: 1958

Warnings: typical violence and stuff you’d see in the show (oh and swearing)

Request: Hello! I just found your blog and I’m living it! Can you do a Klaus story where the reader has twins with him but he didn’t know (maybe one of his siblings helped them hid or something?) But that they are older then Hope by like a year so when their Aunt comes for a firstborn and funds Hope is not it she goes after the reader who Klaus was in fact in love with? If not its cool no pressure :) (requested by @poemfreak306 )

Summary: arriving in New Orleans

Asked to be tagged: @luiza-4- ever , @poemfreak306, @cuddlyklaus , @kathrynisadogperson , @julias-wickers, @youngestxhearts , @angelsfallingdown , @itskindofafairything @sw-eat-ing , @darlingimasimmer, @aomi-nabi , teenwolfbitches2 , elle88531 , @selena8712 , @nobody7102 @theroyalbrownbarbie , @fangirlbitch02 , @fandomrulesall , @katykat71114 , @salvatoreitmeanssaviour , @ flying-space-cat , @ teenwolfbitches2 , @mschellehitt, @trentadepresso , @loki-is-loved , @slowlybeautifulprincess, @queenofkings121 , @thegingerthatwaited, @ms-allenbrown, @littlemissslytherinprincess , @@youngestxhearts, @roxytheimmortal @burningmusicmachine (if you want to be tagged in the next parts, let me know! And if I’ve forgotten you on the tag list, let me know that as well!)

Author’s note: Sorry it’s so short, but I wanted to get this out since it’s been ages and I’ve gotten so many requests for an update! I’m really hoping to get more written so keep an eye out! Please let me know what you think!

The waitress had been possessed, as had the other four men. Apparently, it was one of Dahlia’s preferred methods of communication. Luckily, the now dead waitress’s car was parked in the back.

Klaus opted to drive while Elijah sat beside him, keeping an eye out for any danger. Rebekah and you sat in the back, each of you with one of the twins on your laps. The car was five miles from the diner when police cars and ambulances started passing by the other side of the highway. You hugged Astrid to you as the sirens faded into the distance.

Your injuries had been healed and your voice returned to you. Killing the waitress seemed to be enough to break whatever spell Dahlia had put on you to silence you. Not that it mattered. You hadn’t said a word other than a muttered “thanks” to Rebekah for a sip of her blood to heal you.

You didn’t know what you’d say anyway. As far as you were concerned, there was nothing to discuss. Rebekah said that it wasn’t like what you thought and whether or not that too was a lie, it didn’t matter. There were no options here and arguing would do nothing but upset the twins. All you could do was try to keep it together until you got to safety.

Safety, it turned out, was another five hours away after the detour that you had to take. It was spent in silence. The twins, thankfully, slept most of the way there. They were probably exhausted from the crash and diner. Probably traumatized as well.

When Klaus drove into the city, you were surprised. You knew the Mikaelsons had spent a long period in New Orleans back in the eighteen hundreds and early nineteen hundreds, but you’d expected their fortitude of safety to be in a quiet suburb, not smack dab in the middle of the French Quarter.

From the look of the building they parked in front of, it was the compound Klaus had told you about from the time he was “King of New Orleans.” Their newly discovered witch sister Freya must have put a lot of spells on it to make it safe.

Elijah opened your door. You stepped out without looking at him. You were allowed to be angry at them. Even him. You might have to stay here with them until this whole thing was sorted out, but you’d be damned if they thought you’d make it easy. Or if you’d forgive them.

You shifted Astrid to one hip and waited to be shown into the building. In front of you, you watched Rebekah hand Ari to his father. Klaus smiled widely at Ari and brought him close to his chest to hug. He looked around, making sure there were no immediate threats. He kissed Ari’s forehead before he did one last sweep of the surroundings with his eyes. His gaze, of course, landed on you. You immediately looked away.

You didn’t want to be this angry when you had Astrid in your arms. Forcing yourself to calm down just the slightest, you followed Elijah inside. Klaus was right behind you, followed by Rebekah, who kept a close eye on everyone walking the streets.

“You’re late,” a woman’s voice said with a twinge of a southern accent.

The front door seemed to lead into an archway, which is where Elijah stopped. He was looking up at the woman. He nodded before taking a step further inside.

“We ran into some unfriendly company,” Elijah said in his ever-calm voice.

“Dahlia,” the woman sighed.

You had a feeling she was Hayley and not Freya. The wave of hatred you felt wasn’t unexpected but the self-hatred was.

It wasn’t fair of yourself to expect that you wouldn’t feel this way. You still wished that you didn’t feel hurt. You wished you didn’t care. The biggest source of the self-hatred, that just got worse when you realized what it was, was the jealousy that bubbled up disgustingly inside of you.

You hated it most.

“Did you find them?” Hayley asked.

Elijah turned and looked at you. He motioned for you to step forward in response to Hayley’s question. For a moment, you felt the childish urge to refuse. You wanted to stomp your feet and take the twins and not let the other woman see you or your children.

But you weren’t going to do that.

The archway led into a courtyard. The woman was standing on the steps up to the second floor. She was wearing black jeans and a light t-shirt with a pair of black heeled boots. She had long dark brown hair, green eyes, and was, truthfully, very pretty. Irritatingly, you suddenly felt insecure.

Though you weren’t covered in bruises, blood, and broken bones anymore, you hadn’t gotten a chance to shower, change, or even brush your hair. It was ridiculous, given the circumstances, that you were comparing yourself to her. Especially since her eyes had only glanced at you for a moment before sticking to Astrid.

Your hands tightened around your daughter in your arms.

“So, this is who Dahlia wants?” Hayley said, eyeing Astrid up.

“She won’t be getting her,” you bit out.

Hayley’s eyes snapped to you just as Elijah turned to look at you in surprise as well. You stood your ground, daring either of them to challenge you. Elijah may be an Original and Hayley might be a wolf, but they could see how tough they were when they came up against you protecting your children.

“No. She won’t,” Hayley said after a moment. You couldn’t tell what was going through her mind and it irked you. “We can protect both of our daughters,” she said confidently.

“And my son,” Klaus added as he walked into the room with Ari in his arms.

Hayley was caught off guard. Another childish urge came over you, this time to smirk at the stunned look on her face. You didn’t quite manage to stop this one.

“Twins,” Hayley said in disbelief as she looked between Ari and Astrid.

“I think it’s best we get Y/N and the twins settled in before we discuss anything else,” Elijah said.

“I can show you your room if you’d like,” Hayley offered.

“Rebekah already offered, thanks,” you said shortly.

Rebekah had done no such thing and Elijah and Klaus knew it.

“Okay then. I’ll just wait down here,” Hayley said.

You were well aware that everyone in the room knew how you felt and you also knew they all probably thought you were the one in the wrong acting like this. It might be a little childish but considering what you’ve just found out and how you’ve been treated, could any of them really say they’d act any differently?

“This way,” Rebekah said, taking Ari from Klaus and leading the way.

You left Klaus, Hayley, and Elijah in the courtyard as you followed Rebekah upstairs.

Your room was quite a bit larger than the one you had at home. The home you’d probably never see again. Arti and Astrid had the room next to yours. It already had all the furniture, clothes, and even some toys.

“I had the room readied for when we got back,” Rebekah explained.

“It’s perfect, thank you,” you said.

You placed Ari and Astrid in their beds. They would need to be fed soon, but considering the interruptions to their usual sleep schedule, they needed to get as much sleep as possible right now. Plus, it would allow time to get more information on what’s going on and what the next step was going to be now.

After placing a kiss on each of their foreheads, you left the room.

Elijah and Hayley were seated side by side at the dining table. Elijah was sipping some tea. Klaus was staring out the window, his back to everyone. As the two of you entered, Rebekah headed straight to the bourbon to pour what you were sure would be a generous glass for herself.

“Tea?” Elijah offered you.

“Sure.”

As you sat down, Elijah poured you a cup. Hayley reached for the milk and sugar.

“Light milk, no sugar,” Klaus said without looking away from the window.

Hayley glanced his way. Your jaw clenched at the fact that Klaus still remembered how you liked your tea.

“Thanks,” you said as Elijah handed you your cup.

You realized that you didn’t really want any tea now that it was in front of you, but you took a sip of it for something to do.

“Welcome to New Orleans,” Hayley said, trying to break the ice.

There were footsteps in the courtyard and you turned in your seat to see a blond woman walk into the room. Freya, you assumed.

“This is our sister, Freya,” Elijah confirmed.

Freya looked you over before her eyes went to Klaus and then everyone else to gauge the room. She took the seat further from you and Klaus. Rebekah had sat down at that end of the table, closest to the bourbon, while you had sipped your tea. She now poured Freya a drink.

“What happened?” Freya asked.

“We got ambushed,” Klaus said and even if it had been a year, you still knew him well enough to tell that it was an accusation.

You wondered what he expected Freya to do.

“If she’s found you already then it won’t be long before she comes here,” Freya said, ignoring her brother’s accusation. “I’ve already put as many protection spells as I could around the compound but it won’t be enough to hold her.

“So what do we do?” you asked.

“You need to go somewhere else,” Freya said.

“Yeah we did that with me and Hope, remember? It didn’t work,” Hayley said.

Everyone was quiet. You couldn’t help but glance at Klaus. His back was still turned. He was being unusually quiet, which meant he was deep in thought.

“We should separate the children. If she doesn’t get her hands on Y/N’s child then she’ll go for Hope,” Freya said.

“They’re twins,” Hayley told her.

“What?” Freya looked pale. “Do you have any idea what she can do with that kind of power?” She looked scared at the thought. “They have to be separated. Hide them in different locations. All of them.”

“No,” you and Hayley said at the same time.

Everyone was surprised that you agreed. It even made Klaus turn around and look at you. You eyed Hayley.

“I know what it’s like to have your child hunted by her. I won’t just go hide away with Hope. Besides, having the three of them together will mean we don’t have to worry about keeping three locations safe and guarded,” Hayley explained. “We’re family now and family protects each other.”

Maybe Hayley wasn’t the one you should hate.

“No one is going anywhere,” Klaus decided. “You’re staying right here where I can protect you all. I’ve just found my family, I won’t lose them again.” He looked around the room, daring anyone to challenge him.

“Fine but no secrets,” you stated. “If you want me to stay here with the twins and do what you want, then those are my conditions.”

“No secrets,” Klaus agreed.

“And one more thing,” you said, steeling yourself up for what you were about to say. You looked Klaus directly in the eyes, holding his gaze unwavering and unforgivingly. “You stay the hell away from me.”

Klaus was visibly hurt by your demand. Everyone in the room was noticeably tense and though you knew they expected backlash, you could tell from the way Klaus flinched that he wasn’t going to disagree.

He nodded before abruptly turning back to the window.

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