[Who]: Kol Mikaelson vileimagination & Clara Forester horsesandsweets [What]: Kol has something to tell her. [When]: After his network post [Where]: Their place. [Status]: In progress- closed [Rating]: TBD
Kol let out a sigh as he made his way into the large house. He'd taken over guardianship of Clara a month ago when her brother randomly disappeared, and she was only 17. The house was big enough so they weren't right on top of each other, but with the fact they'd been on a few dates and he was courting her, the female traffic to his house ceased. Of course for about two weeks, that didn't keep him from going out to play with his toys, but he and Clara were getting closer, and he was actually starting to have real feelings for him, which actually scared him. It led to a lot more toying with the girls, pulling away from Clara, before he finally gave in, stopped seeing any other women sexually, and focused mainly on his pretty little red head.
Now, he wasn't sure what to think. He'd spoken to Nik, who told him that the other Kol that was here had been married to an older Clara who he'd spoken to ever now and then. He felt different for Clara than he had any girl in a thousand years, but he hadn't pictured himself ever getting married. It kind of scared him, but he was also afraid of it scaring Clara away. The older one talked to him and let him know he didn't thinks he'd run of screaming. So he'd contacted his, and asked to talk with her.
Kol had been out drinking, trying to calm his mind that was going wild, but had to head back. He walked inside, able to hear where she was at, strolling to find her, in no hurry. "Hey, darling," he greeted, trying to stay casual. He leaned down, giving her a hello kiss, before sitting himself next to her.