Request from: tifuu13
Elijah Mikaelson x Female Reader
I've used the name Hera but you can swap it out for Your Name
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The thin framed woman stood timidly in front of the mirror. As the chiffon fabric clung to her curves, she sighed deeply. Mortified and ashamed, the young woman wrapped her arms around herself to cover up her body. The bedroom door flies open as Rebekah storms in.

"I couldn't wa- ... Hera why are you covering up?" The younger Mikaelson questioned.

Turning slowly, Hera pushes her arms to her side but instantly put them back in front of the deep v neckline that exposes her chest. The original smirks at the young woman's actions and goes to sit on the bed. Mortified and self conscious, the thin woman pulls at the dress trying to cover more of her chest.

"That's it you're changing" Rebekah exclaims as she rises from the bed.

The Mikaelson wanders down the hall to retrieve a black garment bag. Sighing in relief, Hera starts to unzip the atrocious dress that Kol had picked for her. Kol usually knew what outfits would catch the eye of Elijah but this time he was wrong in so many ways. Eventually, Rebekah returned with a grin plastered across her face and a pearl embellished dress in her arms.

"Elijah is a sucker for classic glamour" the vampire smirks which causes Hera to blush.

Soon, Hera was all dolled up in a vintage pearl embellished dress. Her chestnut hair fell into neat ringlets on her shoulders. Taking one last glance in the floor length mirror, Hera smiled brightly as the dress accentuated her figure. Softly and slowly, the young woman sighed "I think I'm ready". Giggling quietly, Rebekah nodded and pulled Hera down the hard oak stairs and towards the black SUV. Hera smirked as a tall driver stepped to open the SUV door.

"Time to celebrate birthday girl" the original said excitedly.

After many moments of fumbling with her hands in the back of the SUV, Hera's face lit up as they turned the corner leading to the Mikaelson Mansion. Extravagant yet classy, lights guided the way to the grand entrance. Slowly, the door was opened by the same tall driver and Hera stepped out with her ivory heels gracing the cobbled path. Lonely and afraid, Hera prayed that she wouldn't fall face first before being in catching distance of the noble stag.

As the huge doors opened, Hera was welcomed by her friends and family who had gathered to celebrate her 21st birthday. Hera had first met most of the Mikaelsons after she turned 16 when she took a trip to the french quarter. But it wasn't till she was 18 that she met the gaze of Elijah. When she first laid eyes on the elder brother of Klaus, Hera knew that she had met the perfect suit that would look after her no matter what. As much as Elijah looked after Hera, she longed for more and despite Rebekah's comments nothing came of the affection that Hera had for the suit. Today was different. According to Rebekah, the grand party that laid before Hera was planned by Elijah but knowing Elijah, he would deny such claims.

Pulling Hera from her thoughts, a husky voice draw the attention of the room. For a split second, Hera believed that the voice was that of Elijah but after turning to face the sound, she realised different. It was Klaus.

"Welcome all. We all know that we are here to celebrate a special person who means a lot to my family and I'm sure she means a lot to the rest of you who have come to wish Hera a happy birthday." Smirking sinisterly, as he stairs at the noble brother. "So let's raise a toast to twenty one amazing years of Hera Moreau. Happy birthday, Sweetheart" Klaus raises a glass with the rest of the guests and Hera smiled as she looked down at her feet.

Spending fleeting moments with acquaintances, Hera waited patently for the first dance of the evening. From the corner of her eye, Hera spotted Elijah talking amongst some French Quarter witches (Davina was among them). Sinking slowly, Hera heard the call for the dancing to begin. Much to her surprise, Davina, the witch who was head over heels in love with Kol, started slow dancing with Elijah. Noticing the minor fractures in Hera's mood, Kol graciously took the hand of the birthday girl and pulled her into the movements.

"Thank you" the small framed woman whispered.

Grinning, Kol admired the pearl embellished dress. "This is better than the one I picked" he smirked. Giggling softly, Hera took a spin "Rebekah knows how I move" she replied. Kol smirked catching on to the theme of the conversation. Pulling Hera in close, the two friends relaxed as they danced to make the suit jealous. Noticing how close his brother is getting with the birthday girl, Elijah excused himself from Davina's grasp.

"You're girl is free to be swiped off her feet" Hera stopped and gestured to Davina. Before joining the quarter witch, Kol nodded knowingly and kissed the top of the young woman's hand. Watching her dance partner float away, Hera retreated to the upstairs drawing room.

Slowly impeaching on the seemingly deserted room, Hera heard the pouring of scotch. The young woman slowly creeped away but landed on a squeaky floor board. From within the drawing room, the figure crept out of the doorway. "Miss Moreau?" Hera turned back to the scotch glass as she started to stumble over his words. "I'm sorry I was just looking for some...where to-" Elijah cut the young woman off. "It's alright it's just me and my thoughts. Come and sit with me" his words fell softly from his perfect lips. Slowly, the young woman brushed past the tall suit. Elijah's breath hitched. Pouring her a scotch, the original admired the young beauty that sat before him.

"So Davina" she smirked as she reached to take the outstretched scotch glass. Smirking softly, Elijah replied "So my idiot youngest brother." The two enjoyed each other's company for a while before an annoyed Rebekah Mikaelson broke the bliss. The blonde pushed into the room and flopped onto one of the many seats. "So it's over. The party. The ball that was for you" As a response to Rebekah's annoyance, Elijah smirked to himself. "And you. You dance with a woman who you have no interest in when you could have danced with your beloved Hera" Rebekah was drunk.

"I'll take her to her room" the birthday girl commented as she hoisted the female original from the seat.

"I'm taking myself!" The blonde exclaimed as she stumbles through the doorway and into the long hall.

Hera watched Elijah's reactions as his sister made a fool of herself getting to her room. Suddenly, Hera felt Elijah's arms snake around her waist. Before she knew it, his lips crashed with her own. They remained encompassed in the kiss for minutes but for them it felt like they had been entwined for hours. As they parted, Hera stared into the dark romantic eyes of Elijah.

"Please forgive me. I couldn't resist." Hera hung on each word that fell from Elijah's lips. Pulling him in again, the birthday girl pressed a delicate kiss on his lips.

"You don't know how long I longed for you to show me what I mean to you," she whispered as the two parted.

"Please know, my dear, I loved you from first glance but our family isn't safe enough for me to throw myself after you." His words melted Hera's heart.

"You can have me. We're here now and if you want to be my first and last thought of the day then know you already are." Elijah stared into Hera's eyes as he let his words drift through the air.