Scribbles
by WrecklessRighter

Disclaimer: I don't own TVD, TO, Klaus or Caroline.

Welcome to my collection of drabbles, my darlings. Here you will find every Klaroline drabble I have written.
If you have an idea you want me to write, feel free to leave it in your review
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Without further adieu...

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All I Ever Wanted

The red door taunted her in her face, mocking her as if to say she was wasting her time. Behind this door lay the answer to all the questions she'd been asking herself over the summer of what she truly wanted from life, but her head was getting other ideas. Ideas like nerves, anxiety and the fear of rejection. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind – which, granted, isn't the easiest thing to do when all you can hear is the constant roar of crowds ten stories below.

"Time for a little Caroline Forbes Pep Talk 101," she whispered to herself.

You can do this. You flew all the way out here on your own. You've never done anything like this. But it's right. You know it is or you wouldn't even be here. You can do it. You're going to do it.

She raised her hand to knock, hesitating for just a moment to let herself be sure this was what she really wanted. But before she could decide, fate intervened.

"Caroline…" a voice breathed in surprise from behind her, the strong accent sending chills down her spine and butterflies fluttering to life in her stomach.

She turned around, her curls whipping at her neck, and there stood Klaus in all his hybrid glory. Her heart hammered in her chest and she could hear his mimicking as she realized there was no backing out now. She was here and he was here and all of the pieces of her heart were finally falling into place. His head tilted with a curious look and she finally snapped herself out of the trance long enough to muster the courage to speak, but just barely.

"Hi," she greeted with a relieved smile.

His eyes narrowed, still skeptical that she was real. She swallowed hard, cheeks burning with reddened nerves at the sight of him after two Klaus-free months. God, had the summer really been that long? Seeing his face was quenching a thirst deep inside her she hadn't even recognized until recently. She studied him silently for a minute, re-familiarizing herself with every inch of that carved-from-angels mug. Sapphire orbs peered at her in disbelief from beneath long blonde lashes. Full pink lips were pressed together in a heartwarming smile that had coaxed his dimples out and melted her heart even more.

"I wasn't expecting to see you so soon."

Her mind scoffed. This was so not soon. And why was he even expecting her at all? She never gave him any hint that she'd take him up on any of his offers. She straightened, regaining her composure and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, well…I wasn't exactly expecting to be here either."

He smiled more and walked past her to his door, turning his head to watch her curiously as he did. His eyes held the tinge of amusement that they always did when he knew she was nervous.

"Would you like to come in?" he offered, holding the door open for her.

"You know you don't have to invite me when you've already killed the human tenant," she pointed out coolly, walking in briskly past him.

"I was only being hospitable." He grinned, following her and closing the door. "So to what do I owe this surprise visit?"

She bit her lip, facing away from him as she looked around his living room. It was urban, dark and celebrated all of his artwork. The couch wrapped around two walls, large enough to seat at least twenty. And the glass table in the center was covered in sketchbooks and loose sketches that were in progress. She wandered over and tilted her head to look at them, admiring his keen eye for beauty in the most simple of things – a vase of wildflowers, a view of the skyline in New Orleans, a couple at a cafe, deeply engrossed in one another. One in particular caught her eye, hidden beneath a few others. She pulled it out from the mess and held it delicately.

Klaus walked over reaching for it then stopping, putting his fingers to his lips instead, nervous for her reaction. It probably wasn't the greatest likeness of her. The lines weren't his best and there was still shading to be done…

"When did you do this?" she asked thoughtfully, her voice dim but holding an impressed lilt.

He licked his lips nervously, glancing between her and the drawing. "A short time after I got here." He looked at it again, tracing the paper with his finger. "It isn't finished."

She blinked down at it, a smile creeping up on her lips. The Caroline in the sketch looked bright and happy, confident and at peace with herself. She looked…perfect. "This is how you see me?" she asked timidly, butterflies inhabiting her stomach again.

He glimpsed the drawing once more then slowly let his eyes travel up to hers, lips parted as the familiar feelings he'd thought he'd managed to subside came flooding back.

"It's how I've always seen you, love."

She held his gaze, her breath catching, mouth becoming dry. She swallowed as her heart did acrobatics in her chest and tore her eyes from his to put the sketch back.

"You should sit," she murmured taking a step back, the proximity too much for her to focus with.

"Why?"

"Because I want to tell you why I'm really here."

He blinked, the paranoia returning to his eyes. "I'd rather stand."

She rolled her eyes with a desperate laugh. "Fine, then at least stand over there? Because I can't concentrate with you breathing down my neck." He smirked, doing as she asked and taking a few steps away to linger by the doorway to the kitchen. He held a hand up with an amused light to his eyes again. "Proceed."

Caroline took a deep breath, sucking her lips in and pressing down on them, trying to figure out how to begin.

"Any time you're ready…"

"Will you just shut up and let me speak?"

He crossed his arms and leaned against the panel of the doorway, silent but smiling. Damn those dimples, she thought. She sighed, trying to see past it and get down to brass tacks. Her demeanor shifted instantly to align with her business-like attitude.

"So…as you know, I was supposed to be enrolled in Whitmore right now, living with Elena and Bonnie and doing the college thing. However, over the summer, I…had a lot of time to think and get my priorities in line."

"One of them being Tyler, I presume," he spoke out of turn, somewhat bitterly. "I allowed him to return, so I'm guessing you two had quite the reunion after my departure."

She frowned. "Not exactly." His expression changed, filling with intrigue. She licked her lips, heartbeat drumming in her ears. "We broke up."

Klaus' heart lifted with a slight jump and he leaned up from the wall a little. Realizing how eager he looked, he backed down again, shifting his eyes as he processed.

"I'm sorry."

She smiled, gratefully, but shook her head. "I'm not."

He blinked, wary of her words. "And why is that?"

"Well…" She pursed her lips, letting her head to fall to the side as she averted her eyes. "I realized that sometimes when you get what you want, it isn't really what you wanted at all." Her eyes flicked to his then, hoping he'd catch on so she wouldn't have to explain.

"Meaning?"

Of course he was going to make her say it. He wasn't an idiot. But she wouldn't cave that quickly.

"Why do you think I'm here, Klaus?"

He leaned up again, taking two steps toward her. "There could be a number of reasons you're here, Caroline. Your friends aren't all too fond of me. How do I know this isn't another distraction for something much bigger?"

"Seriously?!" Her eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "You're think I just hopped a plane to - " She cut herself off with a scoff, her fingertips pressed to her temples in agitation. "Okay, fine. You want me to say it, I'll say it." Her arms flopped to her sides. "I flew all the way out here from Mystic Falls to New Orleans by myself because of you. I dumped Tyler because of you. And now, I'm postponing college because of you. I gave up everything I thought I wanted because it wasn't anymore. And you are what made me realize it." She laughed, running out of breath. "Because I'm in love with you," she blurted quickly. She took a pause, her heart stammering as she caught her breath, silence ringing in her ears. "So there. I said it. I finally freaking said it. And if you even try to say 'I told you so', or give me that stupid smug smile of yours I swear I will - "

But she was cut off abruptly by the soft press of his lips against hers. Her eyebrows skyrocketed, heart fluttering in surprise as he kissed her sensually, clouding her mind. She pulled back, blinking wide eyes as the fog in her head cleared.

"You…you kissed me."

Klaus swallowed, guarding his facial expression carefully. "You were rambling."

She laughed, letting out the breath she was holding and shook her head, grabbing his neck and pulling him back for a hard, passion filled kiss. Finally. Every ounce of tension that had been building up between them leaked into the kiss, setting it on fire. Her other arm dropped around his shoulder and she felt herself pulled into his embrace as the kiss deepened, sating a hunger that was deep within. For once, she had finally gotten what she wanted.