A/N I’ve requested other people to write this...

A/N I’ve requested other people to write this before, before I had my own account, but I decided to give it my own touch! For some reason, I love the idea of this. I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Klaus finds the reader, who just got turned, in shock after killing someone for the first time.

Warnings: blood and death

Klaus Mikaelson

You were cowered a few feet away from the body you had just sucked dry, the body of the man you killed.

You were a recently turned vampire, even though you never wanted to be one. You had been killed by an enemy of your group of friends, but unknowingly to them, you had vampire blood in your system that had healed you after getting severely hurt. You had gotten hurt more times than you can count, but that was to be expected as your friends were the vampires and werewolves of mystic falls, and since you knew the originals and had caught the eye of the well known hybrid, you were an even bigger target.

You sat there on the forest floor with blood covering the bottom half of your face, your body, and clothes in shock. You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t know if you should tell someone and you didn’t know how to clean the mess up.

The longer you stared at him there on the ground, covered in his own blood, the more it hit you. You killed someone, you did the one thing you had always promised yourself you would never do. He probably had a family, friends, a lover.

You felt a hand gently place itself on your shoulder, and you blankly looked up to see Klaus staring down at you with worried eyes. “Are you alright, love?” You looked back down at the body, answering with a shaky voice,“No.“

That was when the tears started to fall, your throat tightened up and you choked out a sob. He grabbed your arm and pulled you up off the ground, gently picking you up bridal style. You didn’t fight him, you knew he wouldn’t kill you and even if he did, you felt you deserved it. Your head nuzzled in his chest as you sobbed, and he sped back to the mansion where he and his family lived that wasn’t too far away from where you were. He sped you up to his room that attached to a large bathroom, and he gently set you down and walked over to the luxurious shower, turning the water on so the temperature was just right. He grabbed a fluffy towel from one of the cupboards, and set it down on the large counter. He walked to stand in front of you,"Take a shower, I will get you some clothes from Rebekah.” You nodded, and waited for him to leave before you started to undress.

You didn’t even glance at yourself in the mirror, only undressing yourself and stepping into the shower. You knew he was helping you because of his feelings for you, he had only shown you kindness and told you multiple times how he felt. You returned his feelings, but knowing how he and your friends got along, you knew they’d all disapprove and get angry. So, you kept them to yourself, never telling him or anyone else.

After you had washed all of the blood off of your body and the tears stopped, you stepped out of the shower and wrapped the warm towel around your body. You wiped the steam off of the mirror, and sighed when you saw your slightly puffy and red eyes. You looked terrible, but you didn’t care. The only thing you cared about was what you had just done, and you vowed to never do it again unless absolutely necessary.

You warily stepped out of the bathroom, your hair and body dripping excess water. Klaus was sat on the bed, and he looked up when he saw you. He handed you the clothes, which you gratefully took and walked back into the bathroom. You changed into the soft t-shirt and pajama shorts, and squeezed the water out of your hair before walking back into his room.

You stood in front of the bathroom door, and the two of you stared at each other. “Thank you, Klaus.” You spoke for the second time that night. He stood, walking closer toward you. “You don’t have to thank me, love. You never have to thank me for anything.” He said with a sincere tone and love on his face. Tears welled up in your eyes once again, but you forced them back,“I don’t deserve it, I killed him all because I can’t control this- this curse that I never wanted. I’m a monster.”

His hands reached up to gently grip your cheeks, making you look him in the eyes,“You aren’t a monster, Y/N. You never could be. You will learn control, it’ll take time, but you will, I promise you.” You hesitated but nodded, knowing that Klaus didn’t break his promises. You blinked tiredly,“Uh, I’ll bring Rebekah’s clothes back tomorrow, I should get home.” You started to walk away, but he grabbed your wrist,“Your welcome to stay here, if you don’t want to be alone.” You paused, before realizing you really didn’t want to be, and decided to stay.

You turned around and slowly climbed into his large, soft bed, and he pulled his jeans and t-shirt off of him, leaving him in only his boxers. You blushed slightly, and he turned the lights off before crawling into the bed next to you, leaving a large space in between. You turned to face him, finding him already looking at you, and without thinking you scooted in closer to him. You nuzzled your head into his chest, and cuddled into him, enjoying the heat that radiated off of him.

He slowly wrapped his arm around you, dragging his hands up and down your back in a comforting way, not wanting to miss out on something he had thought would never happen. Your eyes shut, and after a few minutes of silence he assumed you were asleep. “I love you, Y/N.” he muttered, closing his own eyes to go to sleep.

"I love you too, Klaus.“

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