Huey, Dewey, Louie and Webby “volunteer” to help Della Duck with spring cleaning her old room at McDuck Manor. While searching through boxes of Della’s childhood memorabilia, Webby discovers a lone dusty ceramic teapot amongst the junk and gushes about having always wanting to own one herself. Della let’s her keep it as a gift (and to also help dissuade her from taking anything else). Excited to actually own something pre-owned by Della Duck herself, Webby goes off to clean up her newest treasure. It’s at this point that Webby and the triplets are introduced to Gene the Genie, who had layed dormant inside the teapot all along.
They find out Gene HAD original resided inside the ancient lamp (that once occupied a space in the garage), but was then wished into the plain toy set ceramic teapot by his last master. This wish had been done as a protection for Gene from potential thieves, the fear of Merlock returning, and to hide his existence from rest of the McDuck family. The person who made that particular wish was none other then Della Duck, back when she was just a kid.
Having found Gene all those years ago by accident, Della become fast friends with the Genie and had the time of her life with her childish wishes (this is where I think Della would have wished for her very own pilots outfit). All of this is unbeknownst to the rest of the McDuck Manor’s household.
However, after an incident befalls the household that results in Della thinking the teapot was destroyed in the chaos (along with Gene), a previous misplacing of the teapot results in the survival of Gene and his confinement, but at the cost of him becoming trapped, alone and subsequently forgotten for years in McDuck Manor’s deep storage…until he was freed by Webby.
I’d like to think Gene and (adult) Della do meet up at some point and air out some much needed mixed past emotions. There would defiantly be a lot to talk about, with Gene being trapped in the teapot and Della being trapped on the moon for years. This may even leading them to realise they can relate to each other circumstance and give the needed help and comfort that the other needs with the help of their past isolation experiences.
And from there, you can still have ‘Quack Pack!’ (S3E2) a little later in the series, with Donald finding the teapot by accident in the Manor.
That’s gist of it! I don’t think I’ll get round to making a comic on this AU (sadly), but I thought I’d share my version for this alternate story to all you creative DT fans. I look forward to seeing what people come up with :)
If you listen closely you can hear the sun smiling. I wonder what she wants to say. Is she smiling at how I’m missing the crushed cans on the floor or the chewing gum stuck to my shoes?
Summary: Everyone across the world knew of the famous seven, their reputation going all around for being the purest idols out there. In fact, some might have thought they were descendants from actual hybrids in their family, but respecting their private life… No one knew the truth—However, what has been kept a secret for years was that the youngest member, known for his bunny smile, has a hybrid himself.
What happens when the shy bunny girl meets the members for the first time? Will it be fight, flight… Or a clingy adorable mess?
~Genre: Fluff & Humor, Hybrid au
~Pairing: Jeon Jungkook (BTS) | JK x Hybrid f! Reader
~Word Count: 4.3K
A/N: This story was requested by @rainbow-bunny-bts ! I hope you all enjoy it…
“Where’s Jungkook?” Hoseok questioned; hair slightly disheveled from just waking up. His feet dragging himself through the hall until the busy kitchen was in plain sight, immediately noticing how the youngest was nowhere to be seen as Seokjin and Yoongi moved around the island with ease.
Scrunching up his nose in confusion, Hoseok’s eyes darted around the room… Weird, he would’ve thought that Jungkook would be the first one here. Especially since the delicious smell filled the whole house—In fact, the promise of food was the main reason Hoseok left his bed, the scent being too mouth-watering to ignore.
The two eldest’s attention, however, never wavered from the multiple tasks at hand as they didn’t acknowledge the new presence or question. Yoongi and Seokjin never hesitating to take charge on cooking a heartful breakfast for the members. It didn’t hurt that they were also the best chefs in the group, maybe even the world as they put all their love and hard work into making everyone ate a proper meal.
Occasionally, Taehyung or Jimin would gather ingredients for them, but for the most part… All of the guys stayed out of the way, watching from the side-lines.
“He’s still sleeping… Since its our day off, I didn’t bother to wake him. Jungkook needs as much rest as he can get—We all do,” Namjoon stated seriously without eye-contact, his nose in a worn-out notebook. It was obvious to anyone that he was tremendously tired, but Namjoon continued to work.
Tapping sounds echoing throughout the room from a pen hitting the table’s surface, loose papers being scattered around that contained inked scratched marks and notes. Namjoon’s face twisting in deep thought, eyes shining with nothing but passion as he quietly mumbled the brand-new lyrics to himself. Proof checking to see if the words flowed off the tongue.
“Plus, waking up that kid is a living nightmare. We’d have a better chance moving Bukhan Mountain,” Yoongi scoffed, blowing on a piece of meat before presenting it towards an eager Jimin. Narrowed chocolate eyes analyzing his facial expression for any sign that the food needed adjusting. Yoongi nodding smugly as a smirk formed when hearing Seokjin’s usual high-pitched seal laugh toward his joke, the rest joining in that caused him to puff out proudly—That’s right… Laugh peasants.
“Yah, it’s about time that brat gets up anyways. Come help set the table, then someone go wake him—Namjoon! For the last time, I am not going to tell you twice… Stop working right this instant, you need a break too!” Seokjin instructed, shouting as loud as he could and although there was no firmness or anger directed in his tone—Quite the opposite actually as he tried to recover from laughing too hard—no one gave any protest or reason not to follow orders.
Everyone leaving their seats to help, even Namjoon sighed in defeat while putting the notebook and papers safely away to assist.
The six didn’t have trouble getting around, rarely bumping into another as they unconsciously moved in sync to gather plates, utensils, and cups. Yoongi and Seokjin not wasting time to place the meals on different serving plates before moving it to the table for grabs. The preparations had the dining room appearing like their own personal restaurant and everything.
A mini buffet for days… Or at least everyone gets seconds.
“Perfect! Someone call JK.”
“I’ll do it… JUNGKOOK!” Jimin shouted, refusing to physically search for the sleeping member as his powerful voice ricocheted off the walls like a beautiful melody and not a screeching banshee. Waiting a long silence before Jimin let out a mischievous grin, shrugging as he started to serve himself. “Oh well, I tried… More for me then.”
Snorting, Taehyung held in a laugh as Yoongi clapped with pride at the comment. Seokjin shaking his head softly, getting up to at least try and wake up Jungkook himself. However, as soon as the oldest was about to turn the corner a shriek left his mouth in fright. Practically jumping a few feet when seeing the man in question all but ran towards him. Jungkook thinking quick on his feet to maneuver around, dodging Seokjin from a tackling disaster.
The sudden turn of events had everyone freezing in place, almost as if Medusa turned them into solid statues—Jungkook’s hair was freshly styled without fancy hair products, leaving it soft to the touch… and it was clear sleepwear was not an option for today.
This change, on a day off no less, had everyone greatly confused as all six tried to process what the hell was going on. They haven’t seen Jungkook with this much lively energy unless they were performing, trying to win a challenge that was prized to win coupons or food, or donating to the hybrid shelter—Is there a special event happening at the HYBE building? That didn’t seem likely though considering they would’ve known about it by now.
But! There was that one time… fours years ago when Jungkook was practically a ball of sunshine for a whole month, more than usual at least.
Everything felt out of order seeing the youngest not greet them, or even spare a glance at the food!
Socks sliding against the floor before Jungkook skidded to a halt, hopping on a single foot to slip on his shoes. Even Bam seemed excited as if he knew a secret they didn’t, following closely behind with his tail wagging in happiness.
“Woah, wait! Jungkook, what’s going on? You need to relax and have breakfast with us, it’s our day off remember,” Namjoon snapped out of his daze, rushing to explain their schedule for the week in case the youngest forgot and thought they were running late. The leader stumbling out of the seat to stop Jungkook from leaving, everyone’s eyes full of concern and worry.
“Ah, no time hyung! …Sorry but there is somewhere important I need to be,” Jungkook argued, pausing to give all the members a reassuring bunny smile that he was okay. However, it didn’t last long as he broke eye-contact to search for Bam’s leash. Not really having time for too much chit-chat, despite it being the morning.
This was the first break in months that they got, and even though Jungkook cherished every moment singing for armies… It was also exhausting being away from loved ones for too long. So, Jungkook stayed up all night planning the perfect day—But first, it was he needed to stop at a certain location.
Usually, the members didn’t pry into each other’s lives but enough was enough. Their curiosity was too great since this wasn’t like Jungkook to keep secrets from them. Although before anyone could blurt out what their thinking, dinging sounds grabbed their attention. Jungkook pulling out his phone to check the message, and just like that…
Jungkook was gone, the door slamming on the way out as he and Bam left in a hurry.
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“Hyung, open the door!!” Jungkook shouted impatiently, forgetting about the neighbors for a second as he banged on the nicely looking door. Groans and shuffling being heard on the other side, the sound of it unlocking had Jungkook practically dancing in the hallway of the expensive building.
“Jungkook…? What are you doing knocking on your own apartment, don’t you have a key?” Jung-hyun complained, rubbing his eyes tiredly and moving out the way. Anyone with a brain could tell that Jungkook’s older brother just woke up, okay more like forced to wake up from the loud knocks.
“Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize until it was too late that the key was left back at the dorms. I was too excited to get as quick as I could!” Jungkook smiled brightly, talking louder than necessary only to quickly slap a hand over his mouth with wide doe eyes. The action causing Jung-hyun to laugh at Jungkook’s cute little habits, knowing he didn’t want the surprised to be ruined.
See, Jungkook had a secret from the world that he hid well.
You.
Four years ago, Jungkook wandered around Seoul until the paparazzi stopped him as he took off running. Entering a building to hide in, the people there being most welcoming and understanding. However, Jungkook didn’t except for his hideout to be a hybrid shelter, the owner deciding to show him around until the man noticed Jungkook’s attention was focused on the Leporidae family. All the different hybrids trying to get his attention, immediately recognizing the famous BTS member.
Except his eyes didn’t leave a small white bunny, your eyes refusing to look at him as you hid in the far corner from shyness and fear. Jungkook didn’t know what got into his head to adopt, but when your eyes finally connected once, it just felt right—Maybe it was fate…?
Though the first few months didn’t go well, your shy and startled nature making it hard for you to trust him. But eventually, Jungkook earned the right to finally see a different side of you that only he knew, despite Jungkook’s busy schedule and constantly needing to hide around.
“Does she know I’m back?” Jungkook questioned, curious eyes glancing up at his brother with a raised eyebrow. Jung-hyun shook his head, the action making Jungkook feel giddy at you not knowing he was back from tour.
“Nope! I kept it air-tight like you wanted, even distracting her from any news of your return—Though, I should get going because unlike you… I don’t have a day off today,” Jung-hyun teased, rolling his eyes and grinning to show Jungkook that there was no real resentment behind his words. However before Jung-hyun left, pitter patter feet was heard coming down the hall.
Not one, but two Italian Greyhounds happily running towards Jungkook causing him to crouch down with a wide smile. Enjoying the attention from his two dogs that he hadn’t seen in a long time, even Bam was excited to see them. The youngest dog wagging his tail, running off with the two smaller and older dog to play.
Since Jungkook was away a lot, he left you in the hands of a trusted babysitter and sometimes his older brother. While you were more than capable of doing things yourself, hybrids still needed to be watched and cared for. Especially bunny hybrids, hence the reason Jungkook decided to adopt Song and Paeng to keep you company while he went away and Bam tagged along.
“Bye hyung, thank you so much for taking care of Y/N,” Jungkook smiled, waving bye to his brother as he closed and locked the door. Learning against it with a sigh, feeling great to be back home. Though it didn’t last long as the tall male turned towards the hallway, making his way towards the main bedroom where he knew you’d be sleeping peacefully.
Once entering, Jungkook froze seeing a bunny ear immediately twitch out from underneath the covers. Your face scrunching up at the new smell and sudden creek of the door, nose sniffing lightly in your sleep. Listening for another sound but concluding that it was one of the dogs as it got quite all of a sudden.
Wait.
No… You definitely heard it that time, the sound of a male breathing.
Your whole body going stiff, eyes snapping open as you held a hand over your mouth to hold in a startled squeak. It almost felt like being in a horror movie, as you prayed that it was Jung-hyun coming to get you for breakfast or something—Okay, get it together. This is the most secure building, relax…
“Jung-hyun?”
“Expecting my brother in our bedroom? I’m hurt cotton-tail,” A familiar teasing voice rang out, laughter happening as your ears perked straight up in alert. Eyes widening, you stumbled up in bed to snap towards the sound, seeing Jungkook standing near the open door with a wide smile and shining eyes.
“Kook…? –You’re home!!” You didn’t hesitate to jump out of bed with a hop, small cotton tail wagging in excitement, ruffling being heard as it scraped against the shirt. Your body barreling into his, vanilla and mint entering your senses as it calmed you down.
“We just got back yesterday, I wanted to surprise you—But today I have the whole day off, so get dressed… We have plans milady,” Jungkook stated with a sheepish smile, releasing you from the hug as he bowed playfully like a knight to his queen. The action had you blushing, squealing in shyness as your ears flopped down to hide your face. It had Jungkook smiling softly when you lightly pushed him before hopping off to get dressed.
It wasn’t long until you were properly dressed, a hat forcing your bunny ears to flatten against your hair as you put on a mask for identity purposes. However, just as you and Jungkook were about to leave with the dogs on leashes… A phone started ring.
Jungkook’s ringtone had your heart clenching, already preparing for what that meant. There was no way that it was anyone else BUT work, you couldn’t even blame Jungkook for this sudden turn of events.
“Hello, hyung? Wait… What do you mean? But I thought—No, I understand… I’ll be there soon,” Jungkook mumbled into the phone, slowly hanging it up as his shoulders slumped before turning to you. Only for his heart to break seeing the familiar disappointment in your eyes, but not at him. It was more delivered at Jungkook leaving again after only seeing him for an hour. “Y/N… I—”
“No, it’s okay Jungkook. I get it, really… I’ll still be here tonight and tomorrow. Don’t worry about it,” You forced a bright smile, using all your will power to make sure your bunny ears didn’t fall in sadness after taking your hat off. Jungkook didn’t need to know that the neglect has been affecting your hybrid side recently, he had more important matters.
However, today of all days… turned out to be the worst days.
“Oh, I see… No Mrs. Jang, that is no problem—Thank you, I hope you feel better,” Jungkook finished the call, signing deeply at hearing another person saying they couldn’t watch you today. This was the 20thcall, Jungkook didn’t have anyone else to watch you while he went to practice for a few hours. His brother had work, your usual sitter was on a vacation with her family, the nice lady that lived downstairs was sick, and the rest were either too busy or not in town.
Guess he had no choice now…
“Good morning, Mr. Jeon,” A BigHit staff greeted, bowing slightly with a wide smile before continuing on their path. Jungkook didn’t hesitate to greet them, forcing a smile as he nervously rushed through the HYBE building, clenching the handle of the duffel bag. Slightly patting the black carrier in comfort when hearing anxious shuffling.
Glancing around, Jungkook lightly opened the door to the dance studio where they practice all of their choreography. Peeking his head in to see the lights on, but no one in the room.
Sighing in relief, Jungkook relaxed as he entered the room before putting the bag gently down to the nearest chair. Although the bag was already halfway zipped open, Jungkook didn’t waste time to open it fully as a white bunny stared straight at him.
Anxiousness was clear in your posture, foot lightly thumping as your nose constantly twitched. This was just too overwhelming, the smells of different hybrids around the building had you on edge… Specifically the predator hybrids. “Don’t worry… It will just be a few hours and then—”
“Jungkook? What are you doing?” Namjoon asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity to see the youngest talking to the bag when first coming into the room. Though it wasn’t far of a stretch to his usual-self, Jungkook always being the one to talk to objects as if they were people. Though what concerned him was when Jungkook jumped in fright, covering the bag tightly as he hid it behind himself.
“Nothing!! Uh, practice?” Jungkook shouted, changing the subject quickly as everyone came into the room. Namjoon immediately brightening at the announcement of practice, as the rest of the guys put their bags on the floor near Jungkook.
“Jungkookie! I’m glad you made it—I’m sorry of the sudden call, but Yoongi created the beat to the music last week and Namjoon just finished writing the lyrics. So I thought we should test out the choreography, while its still fresh in my memory,” Hoseok smiled, point to his brain for emphasizes as Yoongi set up the beat to the music on his laptop since they would still need to record them singing Namjoon’s lyrics sometime soon.
“No… It’s alright,” Jungkook smiled, giving an unnoticeable glance to his bag before walking to the middle of the room where everyone else was stretching. Soon, an upbeat hip-hop rhythm rang throughout the room as Yoongi nodded along to his work with a proud smile.
“So what was so important today?” Jimin asked, head tilting cutely as he was genuinely curious on where Jungkook went this morning in a hurry. Though before the youngest could answer, Hoseok instructed where each members should go before demonstrating a dance. Everyone focusing on the moves before slowly trying to copy the dancer.
An hour came and went before everyone slowly started to perfect the dance move, some getting the hang of it faster than others. However, during that time you were beginning to feel suffocated inside the bag, despite the zipper still being open. Hesitating, you poked your head out to see what was going on, mouth widening at the sight.
The seven danced together, in a synchronize formation that had your jaw dropping to the floor—Sure, you’ve seen them perform… But never physically in-person. Only from the little videos and news on the internet, being there was totally different. Your eyes followed every rhythm movement they were showing as sweat ran down their faces. Even with the dance being complicated to learn, everyone worked together perfectly as if they were made to do this with one another.
You wanted to get closer than this, quietly trying to climb out the bag with the push of your feet. Eyes widening feeling the uneven weight as the duffel bag slowly started to fall off the chair. A yelp-like squeak leaving your mouth in alarm, landing on the wooden floor with a loud thump. Though, the music blocked most of the sounding impact.
That sucked.
Shaking it off with a frown, you hopped around until getting to the piled bags that were thrown nearby. Climbing over them until finding the lighter colored one as your fur blended into the material, watching the practice. You felt warm inside when seeing Jungkook dance with pure focus and a large smile, even if he did look tired, the man performed with all his heart into every move—Wait.
Something smelled off…
Nose twitching and smelling the air sound to see if you did, correctly, smell that. Only to freeze in place when the scent got stronger down the hallway. No, there was no mistaking that… Starting to wish with all you might that the saltiness in the studio overpowered the sweetness of your scent.
But apparently that was too much to ask for in the universe as the shadow passed by the door. It didn’t help that the door was slightly cracked open to come in either, your mind immediately going into fight or flight mode as you hid further into the bags.
Your beathing quickened, the door pushing further open without anyone coming inside. Although the music barred, your heartbeat was the only thing you could hear as it pounded in fear—What if it was a predator?
The suspense was killing you.
However, suddenly it felt like time turned into slow motion as your adrenaline kicked in to run when the door flew open a little harder than necessary. You didn’t even bother to glance at who it was, squeals leaving your mouth while sliding against the floor before heading towards the seven dancing males. Thankfully Jungkook noticed the moment you got closer as he practically pushed the other guys out of the way in alarm. Fearing you would get trampled on.
“Wha—” Everyone shouted off-guard thinking all of them tripped over themselves as they fell to the floor with a groan. This was the first time, since debut, did they feel out of harmonization. After getting their bearings together, each member finally glanced at the youngest only for their jaw to drop seeing a bunny hybrid hugging Jungkook.
“The hell—Who are you and how did you get in here?” Yoongi sneered, sharp eyes glaring daggers in your direction. Even the rest were now tensed, not breaking their eyes off you as they all wanted to call for help, but also not wanting to put Jungkook’s safety at risk. “Don’t even thinkabout trying to say you’re a fan because our army would never disrespect us in a way to break into a building and intrude on our personal lives!”
“I—” You tried to speak, shutting down as the fear refused to allow anything to come out. These six looked like a complete switch from when they were dancing together. Your grip on Jungkook’s hoodie tightening, and tail straining itself to stand tall as your foot thumped against the ground. Body hunching down behind Jungkook’s tall stature as tears slowly started to stream down your cheeks, bunny ears flopping down in front of your face as if that would make you invisible.
“Hyung!!” Jungkook scolded, the tone causing Yoongi’s eyes to widen and step back in shock. Even the leader paused in surprised, Namjoon’s phone—that he was secretly going to use to call security—falling to the floor with a definite crack.
Sure, the youngest tested the limits on annoying and ignoring everyone… But NEVER did he actually shout at anyone of them with such an icy glare.
Eyes watched Jungkook closely as he turned around to shush the frightened bunny into calming down. Confusion gracing their features at the simple affection you both were showing, they could’ve sworn that Jungkook also asked the hybrid what scared them out of hiding from the duffel bag as you mumbled an explanation. Blushing in embarrassment when Jungkook laughed, explaining it was just someone walking past while the air conditioner probably blew the door open.
“Hiding…? Duffel bag? –What?! Jungkook, do you know this girl?” Seokjin finally exploded, the loudness echoing through the studio as Hoseok turned the music down and closed the door fully, locking it in the process for privacy. You couldn’t help but jump at the sound, Hoseok softening at the action as he gave an apologetic smile.
“Yes, this is Y/N. She’s my…” Jungkook hesitantly trailed off, his tough exterior breaking trying to spit out a sentence. Although he wanted everyone to like you, Jungkook also didn’t know how to explain to his family that you’re a hybrid, adopted four years ago, and without them or the world knowing.
“Hybrid?” Taehyung finished, not bothering to hide his excitement at seeing you up-close. It was a rare occasion that he was able to gaze upon a hybrid without seeming disrespectful, but Taehyung was happier at seeing a bunny hybrid. Usually, your hybrid species didn’t like too much crowded spaces so large cities were a big no-no for some.
Taehyung, however, wasn’t the only one fascinated at you as Jimin started to make funny faces to get yourself to laugh. Or the way that Hoseok smiled brightly whenever your gaze directed upon him, giving a wave. The three were quite baffled at the news, but at the same time, knew Jungkook probably had a good reason to not introduce you to them.
Though, the two oldest members and Namjoon practically forced Jungkook to tell them everything! The youngest telling the guys stories with a giant smile as he tried to introduce you properly, only for your shy nature to kick in.
“Finally, Y/N… This is Yoongi,” Jungkook coaxed you towards Yoongi, your body turning stiff when being directly in front of the black-haired boy that had yelled harshly earlier. Yoongi stared upon you with an unknown expression, a sigh escaping as he thrusted a hand out that accidentally caused you to let out a squeak. The high-pitched sound had Yoongi’s eyes widening, mumbling a quiet apology at scaring you once more.
Eventually, Jungkook confessed the main reason he didn’t introduce you guys sooner was because of the media. Not wanting you to be overwhelmed with your privacy constantly trying to be invaded, especially since sometimes the members couldn’t hold in a secret when it came to interviews or VLive. This was something everyone could understand, each member relaxing that the reason wasn’t because Jungkook didn’t trust them.
Although when they all got back to practice, let’s just say it needed to be cut short. Any little shadow, smell, or sound startling you enough to practically jump into Jungkook’s arms during a dance routine. It was honestly funny and cute to the members to say the least, watching your face snuggle up into the maknae’s neck with a content sigh that had Jungkook blushing red at the affection in front of his hyungs—They were definitely going to tease him about this later, Hoseok and Jimin not hesitating to take pictures with a grin that had the youngest whining.
While this day didn’t turn out as expected… It was a perfect day altogether.
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Keith had come to Altea with a few ideas about what his wedding night would be like. They centered around two scenarios created before he knew Shiro personally. The first scenario was the one that scared him the most. It was the traditional route where Keith was required to lay back and spread his legs. There were few ways for him to get out of it and most of them left a bitter taste in his mouth and consequences he couldn’t avoid. He could assault his spouse and face dire repercussions or lay back and listen to the training from the academy (he was scared that was his default, to escape into the back of his mind to avoid the pain of what was happening to him).
It could have also gone down the disinterested route which, in theory, sounded wonderful. But all it did was fill Keith with an unease: unease and a deep hatred for himself because he should have strived for this scenario, not feel shame for being rejected. It made him feel like the deca-phoeb he spent conforming to the academy had truly worked against him. He pretended to play with their rules but in the end maybe he had been truly listening to them after all.
He hadn’t thought his wedding night would include Shiro, a rather giant bed and room with an armful of blankets.
Prompt: (Requested) 30 “the vow doesn’t mean anything to you.” 32 “You mean the world to me.”
Warnings:None
Word count:1668
A/N:I hope the story is up to your expectations. I have to admit I had no idea where to start. I hope you enjoy!
“Where are you going?” Y/N rubbed her sleepy eyes, and as her vision become clear, she realised that her husband Klaus is getting dressed. “Go back to sleep, love.” He said as he was putting a leather jacket on. “I will be back soon.” He added and leaned in to kiss her. Then he left their bedroom.
Klaus and Y/N were living in the mansion with Klaus’s siblings, his one-night stand and his daughter; surrounded by enemies, constant threat and very little friends. And now that they were married, Y/N was in more danger than ever and since she didn’t want to go through the change yet, she was an easy target for Mikealson’s enemies. To protect their home and the most vulnerable members of the family – that being Y/N and Hope - Y/N become the owner of the mansion and only invited could enter.
Y/N loved Klaus. She fall in love with him three years ago, when she came to New Orleans as a tourist after her parents died in the car accident – it is safe to say that winter roads plus New Year drunkenness equal drunk road pirates. – when they were coming home at night from their friends’ party. She was supposed to stay for a couple of days with her friends when she met Klaus and knew that he was the one she wants to be with. Since then they were like that; bonded by pure love. The day of their mirage was the happiest and saddest day of her life. She was filled with joy because she finally found her prince charming, but she was devastated because the two most important people in her life were no longer with her. Thanks to Klaus she had now a new family, a new life. They all accepted her as their own. She become best friends with everyone in the family. However, sometimes she wished it was only her and Klaus. The two of them with a family of their own. She never told anybody, especially the hybrid because she didn’t want them, him to think that she was selfish. So she kept it a secret. Weeks passed by and her sadness deepened, especially now that her king was never around, she falls asleep alone, and most of the time she woke up when Klaus was getting ready to leave. She missed him. His touch. His warmth. His essence.
Y/N sat on the couch in the living room, she was reading a book and sipping green tea from her favourite cup that she bought in Paris when she and her lover were on their honeymoon. Intensely focused on the love story, she was reading; imagining the prince in the book, that she didn’t realise that her own walked in.
Klaus was leaning against the doorframe. He observed his beautiful wife, and he couldn’t help but smile. She was his, and he would do anything for her. He still did not comprehend how she, pure as an angel could fall in love with a monster like himself. He let out a breath he did not realise he was holding and Y/N’s attention shifted from the book to him.
He walked up to her and sat beside her. Klaus extended one of his arms, and she came to his embrace. “How was your day, love?” He started the conversation. “You know the usual stuff.” She said. ‘Like what?” He questioned. “Well, I made myself breakfast, then I took a shower, cleaned a little, then I painted a little, okay more than a little, and now I am reading some book I found in the library.” She listed. “Seems like a busy day.” She nodded, and he added, “Wait a minute, did you only eat breakfast?” He looked at her with frowned brows and playfully angry eyes. “It is very possible.” Y/N answered. The hybrid rolled his eyes and took her hand motioning her to get up. “Come, I’ll make us something to eat.” She smiled and took his hand, getting up really fast. She lost her balance half collapsed into his arms. “Are you alright?” Klaus was worried. “It’s nothing.” She said taking his hand, walking to the kitchen.
Y/N sat on the countertop and Klaus prepared them dinner. The house was quiet. Rebekah and Freya went away for a shopping trip. Elijah took Hayley and Hope to spend some time together, and even Kol found himself somewhere else to be so the two of them could be alone for at last couple of days. After they had dinner, they sat on the couch in the same spot as before. They cling to one another telling the ridiculous stories from their past. It was so cute just the two of them. No one to interrupt. No worries. Just peacefulness. One thing led to another, and now in their bedroom, they were reliving their first honeymoon night.
The weekend was lovely, but like most things, it came to an end. The mansion was full once again.
Three Weeks Later
For some reason, you become angry. At everything and everyone.
“Urgh, where is it?” You searched angrily for your bracelet; the last gift from your parents. You crawled under the bed to search for it, but instead of finding the jewellery, you found a spider. And you being hysterically afraid of them you screamed, lifting your head instantly and you hit yourself, shouting ouch, and desperately getting out of there. “Y/N, is everything alright?” You recognised Elijah’s voice. You sat on the floor, your back resting against the wall. You breathed out loudly and tilted your head back to face the vampire. “Yes, I’m fine.” You lied, in reality, you were an emotional roller-coaster, in one moment you were happy and then seconds later you wanted to cry and the next you were angry. Truthfully you didn’t understand why. “It’s just-“ You continued “I lost my bracelet, and I wanted to look for it under the bed, and instead of finding it, I found a bloody spider.” You rolled your eyes. Elijah smiled amusedly. He lived for thousands of years, and there were not many things that could scare him, especially the most mundane things such as spiders. “I am sure you will find it.” He smiled kindly. “I hope so.” You said sadly, not looking at him. “I think I’ll go for a walk, to calm down a little.” You announced and got up getting your jacket which rested on the floor as you had a tendency to throw thing and clean them up later. “Would you like me to keep you company?” Elijah asked kindly. “No, I need some time to think.” You smiled in apology. “As you wish.” He said, and the both of you silently went down the stairs.
You left the mansion and was on your way to nowhere in particular when you hear. “And where do you think you’re going, love?” You rolled your eyes annoyed. Not turning around, you answered your husband. “For a walk. Alone.” Your annoyance clearly noticeable in your voice. “I am sorry, love, but it not safe for you to be out and about especially alone.” He replied calmly and added. “How about we go home now, and I promise that we will escape the town for a weekend. We can go anywhere you want. Deal?” You knew it was not an argument you could win. Because the truth to be told he would not let you go alone. And it would end up with you back in the mansion. However, stubbornness was something you got from your father, and so you decided to pursue your plan. You started to walk. With a speed of a wind, Klaus was standing right in front of you. You crossed your hands and squinted your eyes and pursed your lips. “You know it is dangerous, Y/N.” “It is always dangerous, now get out of my way Niklaus.” The moment he herd his full name leave your mouth he was confused, you only used his full name when you were angry with him. So, what did he do? He questioned in his thoughts. “What’s wrong? What did I do?” He asked, his voice filled with hurt. You took a deep breath and sighed. “I need to put everything together. I am scared, Klaus. Every time you leave, I’m scared that you will not return to me, to us.” Tears were fighting their way to escape, but you fought them back. “I am scared that the promise we made, that the vow doesn’t mean anything to you,”You couldn’t fight it any longer, and you let the tears loose. Klaus swallowed hard and stood there like a statue, while you continued to speak. “I understand you made a vow to your siblings and they made one to you. But I- I can’t, I’m lost, I don’t know what to do, now that I-“ He didn’t let you finish as he took you to his embrace and gently pressed his lips to yours. “You mean the world to me.”He said against your lips and then pressed them back to yours. “I am sorry if you felt abandoned by me. It will never happen again. I swear.” You smiled through your tears which were like a wild waterfall streaming down your face. He cupped your cheeks and softly whipped the tares off. “I need to tell you something.” You said to him. He looked deep into Y/E/C eyes. “What is it darling?” A cheerful smile appeared on your face. “You need to promise that you will stay calm.” You toyed with him. “I cannot make such promise, love. But I will try.” He said seriously but playfully, attempting to match your tone. You leaned in and whispered in his ear so nobody else could hear you. You wanted to share this moment with him and only him. Your warm breath made him shiver awaiting the news, and then you said sweetly “I am pregnant.”
