[text 9:05 am] U busy?
[text 10:27 am] New stash in. wanna meet? txt me when ur lazy rich ass wakes up.
[Text; 10:48am]: awake. family thing rn, but i’ll text you later.
[Text; 10:49am]: i’m coming over. I’m kinda stuck wth a guy watching my 6, he’s down, I’ll vouch.
“Elijah told me nothing of the sort.” Enzo replied boredom creeping into the edges of his words. “Though I did happen to pick up a few magazines myself while waiting for you to make an appearance at breakfast.” He added pure snark lacing his tone.
They stepped out of the hotel and into the blinding sunlight and Enzo cast his eyes wearily towards the sun missing the bleak overcast feel of back home. L.A didn’t set well with his species though he was at the very least lucky enough to have his day light ring.
Kol’s words pulled him from his thoughts, a sly grin working its way to his lips as the boys uneasiness washed over him. Stepping closer the vampire gave a low laugh leaning in close to Kol’s ear, “Since the moment you stepped foot in the dining hall.” He purred moving back from him giving back the personal space he had moments ago taken from the warlock.
“Right kid, where are we off too first?” Any traces of snark, purr and teasing were gone from the words now replaced with a cheery down to business tone as his hands were clasped in front of him, dark eyes set on Kol.
The warmth of Enzo’s breath on the side of his neck lingered well after the vampire stepped away from him, the deep tones of his voice had washed over Kol and left him slightly dazed. The sight of his black Porche 911 Carrera coming into sight brought him back to reality, Enzo’s question finally sinking in. He took the keys from the man with white gloves, slipping him a twenty for his time and slid into the drivers seat. He revved the engine slightly while waiting for the other man to join him. His newest toy brought him all kind of fun and he couldn’t wait to see if Enzo shared his passion for speed.
Kol’s foot hit the gas pedal as soon as the vampire was seated, “I have to stop by a friends on the other side of the valley, then I want to get out of town for the weekend. I mean if I’m allowed to leave Los Angeles?”
The sun was over them, the freeway just meeting the car’s tires as he turned onto the interstate. It was a beautiful, ordinary day in sunny Southern California, and it was far past time to have a little fun. He pressed down gently on the gas, bringing the car up to the speed limit and then neatly over. His heartbeat started to quicken, and he held his breath, grip tightening on the steering wheel. He focused his senses to a point as they caught up to traffic, easily guiding the responsive vehicle narrowly between the others on the freeway.
The mischievous grin on the little warlocks face was all Enzo needed to know that this wasn’t going to be the easy job that Elijah had made it out to be. Kol was a brat, petulant and generally up to no good at all and if anything he was worse the even Niklaus was. Niklaus Enzo could deal with and had dealt with before but Kol, he was powerful and as much as he respected witch power he knew not to cross it and by proxy that meant not crossing Kol.
“Your brother just wants me to tag along, look after you for a few days and see what you’re up to.” He commented though that wasn’t the job description at all. Simple put he was to keep the younger Mikaelson out of any trouble he might come in contact with and get to the bottom of those stalker text messages he’d slipped and mentioned to daddy-Elijah-dearest.
Lifting the mug back to his lips he finished off the rest of the blood and set it on the table eyeing Kol again as he paid and got up following suit and standing with him. “Just go about your day Kol, pretend I’m not here.” He grinned hoping to maybe loosen the boy up a little to the idea of him lurking, after all this would be much easier if he wasn’t pissy over it.
"If Elijah needs to know what I’m up to, he can pick up a magazine, like everyone else." Kol kept Enzo’s gaze, staring into his eyes for a moment before turning to the door. "Also, I’m assuming my brother explained the basics of what my day consists of?" The hotel lobby was spacious, marble floors and columns, and the door situated at the entrance slid open as they approached. The sun was bright and high in the sky, Kol was glad he’d remembered his sunglasses. He didn’t bother to turn back toward the vampire when he spoke, or raise his voice. He knew Enzo could hear everything he said, hell he could probably hear his pulse. "Can you hear my heartbeat?"
The question slipped out, as often things did when he was thinking them, his brain to mouth filter not as good as his family would like. “Sorry, I just mean…I was just curious.” He rolled his eyes and was glad for the distraction of the valet driver coming over to pick up his ticket.
Something about the vampire was setting him on edge, and it wasn’t the being followed around, or the leash Elijah wanted to put him on, he couldn’t put his finger on it exactly. He knew that Enzo was going to be a pain, but he was also curious about him, why he would agree to do this? It was that unknown element making him feel uneasy.
“Oh please, you know which one.” Enzo remarked when Kol asked which brother had sent the vampire to this little meeting of sorts. The kid wasn’t stupid, naïve and over confident in his skills, yeah that you could claim but he knew his family and that meant he knew Elijah had sent him.
I can handle myself.
“Cute trick.” The vampire refrained from rolling his eyes knowing it’d earn him no favors with Kol and instead leaned back in his chair carefully observing him. “Let’s get one thing straight Kol, I’m a vampire and that means I have about a million other things I could be doing right now rather than watch your baby warlock arse parade all over town, but your brother asked me to so here I am.”
Motioning the waitress back over he picked up his empty mug that was sitting on the table and took her hand looking up at her. “Don’t make a sound.” He compelled her as he reached into his pocket grabbing out a knife. Her skin spilt easily under the blade quickly filling up the mug. “You cut yourself on a broken plate, go get it fixed.”
Leaning back once more he lifted the glass to his lips taking a sip. “Now that’s better.” He remarked. “Where was I? Right, I don’t want to be here anymore than you do but Elijah asked me, do why don’t we try and make the best of it with a little less witchy attitude.”
"Elijah," Kol said under his breath, of course it was Elijah. He was the one who’d set all this up, set him up. What was the master plan? Giving him a vampire security detail? If Elijah thought this would change anything — he’d lost more of his facilities with old age than Kol had originally expected. He sipped his orange juice and listened to Enzo outline all the reasons he didn’t want to be in his presence, it was slightly offensive, but expected. Vampires were like that.
Compulsion. He’d only seen it in action one other time, when he was a kid. He couldn’t remember the situation or who was involved, and he’d always suspected the clarity of events had been taken from him. Either by Elijah or their mother, but he did remember dark hair, dark eyes, and a few years later when Klaus introduced him to Enzo in an attempt to scare him…well Kol had placed him in that memory and sometimes if he focused hard enough he felt like he could remember it was him, really him compelling some unknown person. He fingered the Vervain bracelet hidden among the many tied around his slender wrist. He’d been obsessed with the stuff since then.
Kol watched Enzo take a drink of the blood and he couldn’t keep his nose from wrinkling slightly. “So Enzo,” Kol started, finishing his orange juice and setting the glass aside, the toast wasn’t appealing to him and he decided just to leave it. “What exactly does my brother want you to do with me?” He slid his chair back and fished his wallet out of the tight pocket on the front of his jeans, lifting his hips off the seat to get it out. He tossed a fifty down and stood. “Because while I can try to behave for you, I just can’t make any promises.” He gave Enzo a smile…they were going to have some fun together. Vampires were supposed to be notoriously fun, and if Elijah thought he’d given him a dud — well Kol would just have to make sure he shed that serious act. He avoided the subject of the texts altogether, it wasn’t a big deal, some random who thought he was pretty. He was flattered by their dedication more than anything.
Elijah was slightly taken aback by Kol’s sudden forwardness but he wasn’t objecting and he wouldn’t. it was obvious that Kol needed this; to see his older brother still embracing him the way he once had and he wondered if this was how Kol wanted him to prove that he wasn’t disgusted by him or what had been done to him.
His eyes slipped shut as Kol’s nose moved along his skin and he felt the beginning stirrings of pleasure, one hand moving to encircle Kol’s waist and pull him closer. “Are you sure, this is what you truly want?” He asked the same question he always asked them, making sure that Kol was in fact ok with what he was about to do before he did it even as his lips found their way to the boys soft neck.
A grin found itself across Kol’s face as his brother made his move, an advance and not the retreat Kol had half expected. This was good, if they could be together now — after Elijah finding out the truth, then maybe things between them really could be okay. Perhaps their father had just over dramatized how he expected the older boys to react. It hurt Kol’s heart, like a pinprick from the past, to know that maybe they all could have been happy together…if it wasn’t for mother and father’s fear of her reaction.
Elijah’s hand on his waist was a welcome warmth and Kol was overcome with anticipation. It seemed like forever ago they were dancing around each other in that little cafe, feeding on locals and pretending that coming back from the dead wouldn’t hold any consequences. Now they were here, and while they weren’t matched in speed or power, Kol felt for the first time that they were on equal footing.
Are you sure, this is what you truly want? The question didn’t surprise Kol as much as the lips on his neck. Elijah must want him badly if he couldn’t bring himself to wait for the answer to a question Kol had been asked countless times. “Yes ‘Lijah,” Kol answered, tipping his chin up to allow his brother better access to his throat. “I want you.”
Enzo watched from the table in the corner that he’d chosen as Kol came into the dining hall as per Elijah’s instructions. It wasn’t a shock to see the boy in shades and looking worse for the wear, the party and fun from last night still clinging to his slender frame so that he screamed bad news the second anyone laid eyes on him. It wasn’t the most glamorous of jobs, dealing with the tyrant, but his friends and asked and here he was.
Niklaus had given Elijah his number knowing full well that he’d been in need of work and really who better to watch over the witch boy than a vampire you’d known for the last two hundred years? Getting to his feet he tossed his menu aside and made his way across the room noting when witch got a text assuming it was part of the whole stalker vibe Elijah had told him about.
“Good morning Kol.” Enzo purred taking the seat across from him and plucking the phone out of his hand to look at the text message he’d received. It was a total invasion of privacy but the vampire could hardly bring himself to care. The job was to look after Kol, find out who was stalking him and generally keep him out of trouble and checking that message fit the bill nicely. “That the stalker Elijah told me about?”
Kol’s finger was poised above the delete button, mind already turning toward his meal when his phone was snatched, very rudely, from his hands. His eyebrows shot up and the corners of his mouth turned down. It wasn’t everyday that someone had the gall to do something like that…especially to him. But, as his eyes scanned the other man, it was clear that perhaps some level of forgiveness could be accounted for. Enzo was gorgeous and had an accent to die for, he was one of Klaus’ friends…and one that Kol had always found — interesting, he was the first vampire he’d ever met. What he was doing here now was a mystery thou…of course! Elijah wasn’t actually in town. Kol sighed and held out his hand for his phone with a forced smile.
"So, who sent you Enzo?" Kol rolled his eyes. "Nik or ‘Lijah, cause honestly there’s nothing to worry about." He took a quick sip of his orange juice after the waitress set it on the table, not bothering to ask if the vampire sitting across from him wanted anything. Not his best display of manners, but he was feeling ambushed and more than a little…bratty.
"I may have slipped up after one too many cocktails and told Elijah I’ve been getting these weird texts. I assure you though," Kol let a grin creep across his face as he caused the crystal chandeliers in the dinning hall to flicker. "I can handle it myself."
A shrill ring echoed through the still hotel suite. A room phone? You have to be fucking kidding me, Kol thought as he rolled out of bed. Didn’t know they still bothered putting these fucking things in. "Hello?" He stumbled and pressed his palm to the wall for stability, wiping the sleep from his eyes and blinking into the dark room. "I was fucking sleeping Elijah, of course I’m not answering my god damn phone." His jaw clenched and his fist tightened around the cord. His brother’s words were a foggy nuisance and he was having a hard time focusing on anything he was saying.
"What ‘Lijah?" Kol thought he’d heard something about brunch, but he hadn’t known that his brother was in L.A. "W Hollywood…wait, you’re already here?” He hung up and sighed, this was so like him. Elijah liked to play dad and drop in from time to time to confirm his worst suspicions.
He didn’t hurry with pulling on his clothes from the previous night, tight black jeans and an even tighter white t-shirt. He slipped into his fitted denim jacket. He had the family mark embroidered on the back, a fancy ‘M’ that he’d perfected drawing when he was bored in primary school. He covered his eyes with designer sunglasses and left the protection of the dark suite. The elevator ride was much too long, he needed a glass of orange juice stat. He strolled into the hotel’s cafe, surprised to see that his brother wasn’t there. Just as well, maybe the man had grown tired of waiting for him. He let the hostess seat him at the window and wasted no time in ordering a large orange juice and some toast. Light brunch, shopping, then getting the hell out of L.A. for the weekend. San Francisco maybe, or Vegas.
He needed a change of scenery and pace. He turned an unimpressed look on his phone as it sounded the alert for new text message. He already knew what it would be and he glanced at it quickly before deleting it. He’d been getting them for a few weeks and he’d accidentally let it slip to Elijah after he’d called on a night Kol was already a few shots deep.
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“You have my word on both fronts Kol.” Elijah responded softly with a small nod of his head. While he couldn’t help but blame himself he would try not to for Kol’s sake and that by and far the best that he could promise at the current moment.
“Now, let us not dwell on dark thoughts any longer.” He managed to even give a small smile at those words as he stepped back from the younger Mikaelson. “How would you like to pass the rest of the evening Kol?”
Kol stepped forward as Elijah stepped away, not letting any amount of space linger between their bodies. If anything Kol moved closer now, mouth hovering near his brother’s. He’d test the truth of Elijah’s words, if his brother was attempting to be free of guilt that didn’t belong to him then he’d have no trouble with a kiss — other than the pain of mother’s curse. It hurt Kol’s heart to know the pain Elijah felt with the claim on him, but his Elijah had always been better with pain. What crippled Kol didn’t appear to effect the older vampire at all.
"I’d like to pass the rest of the evening with you brother," Kol answered, leaning forward, dipping his head down to run his nose along Elijah’s jaw, and inhaling the scent of his brother’s skin. "You’ve claimed me, now tell me what you’d have me do. I’m done with guilt and lies and tears, I want you…the way we once were together."