——; 𝑴𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒏 An OC written for the TO/TVD universe. Son of Kol ( Kaleb ) and Davina. Mikaelson witch. Sweet. SV|SS. Trigger warnings may apply. Retweets are appreciated. 𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 #𝑱𝒖𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒍𝒆

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She taps his shoulder and when he doesn’t respond, she clears her throat a little more loudly than usual.

She smiles, resting her hands on the cart of returned books to put away, “if the librarian sees you sleeping, she’ll kick you out,” she gives a glance toward the older woman making her rounds.

I still think my killer bee costume was much cuter.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 are very cute.

You’re everything, you hush.

Sighs dreamily.

Catches it and blows one back.

Blushes. What a hottie.

Takes a small step forward.

Good thing she doesn’t have supernatural hearing.

She 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴.

Instead of greeting him, she just stares as if she’s never seen him before.

She gasped as he lifted her from the ground, a laugh escaping her as he spun them in a circle. “Hi, baby,” she leaned down, giving him a kiss before he could say another word.

Pretends she doesn’t feel it.

Her eyes widen at the gifts filling his hands, “did you wipe my brain and make me forget something important?”

She bit her lower lip, wondering if she went too far, “too soon?” She leaned in before he could answer, smelling the flowers before pushing up onto her toes to press her lips against his, “I love you.”