i'm in such halloween vibes tbh i love halloween,,, finland fuck u for not celebrating it

butbutbut here's the imagine that was so much fun to write omg, i loved it, here you go !!

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Imagine going to a Halloween party with Klaus, who is your best friend but turns out to be in love with you

When Halloween came nearby, just around the corner, you spent your days jumping up and down and squealing. You were also planning the perfect matching outfits for you and Niklaus Mikaelson, your best friend, and you had a couple of ideas and you knew that he would not like any of them. Which made it even better, yet harder for you to choose from all the great options. You loved Halloween though, and when Damon announced that he was throwing a party with the specific theme, you promised to show up with Klaus.

Klaus had celebrated Halloween many times before, with many different ways, but you had vowed that this one would be something he had never before experienced. While it excited you, Klaus was scared, and tried to prepare himself for the worst, but with you picking the outfits and deciding about the whole night at the party, there was nothing he could do to be entirely ready. You were an evil young woman at times like these - you absolutely loved Halloween and you were going to make this epic. There was no doubt of it.

While the outfits you had chosen weren't very scary, they were legendary nonetheless. Klaus was going to hate it, but only the thought of him in what you had picked made you laugh. So when Damon sent you a text where he said to show up in a few hours, you in excitement took out the costumes but before showing them to Klaus, you forced him to promise you one thing.

"Whatever it is that I'm going to give you, you must wear it. Just for tonight, Nik - promise me", you insisted, and truly against his will, Niklaus managed to nod, delighting you. You gave him the costume, and Klaus rolled his eyes so hard you feared they'd drop but before they could, he shot you a mean glare.

"I sincerely hate you, dear", he smiled sarcastically before yanking off his shirt and tossing it onto your face.

Tonight was going to be fabulous.

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You and Klaus arrived at the Salvatore house, where Damon, or Stefan who had been forced by his brother, had decorated the house and surroundings nicely. Some classic pumpkins, with vampire fangs carved into them - you were convinced that was all Damon's work - sat on the stairs leading to the front door where the Salvatores hadn't gone easy. The door was open, and purple smoke crawled on the floor while the indoors flickered with green and orange lights. There was loud rock music playing inside, and the walls were covered in basic decorations, like skeletons, that you honestly feared to be real. You never knew about Damon, really.

It was overall beautiful and you got the vibes you came looking for, while all Klaus could concentrate on was the laughter he was the target of. People pointed at you and him and sneered and snickered, not bothering to hide their mockery. You knew that you had been evil this year, while last year you and Klaus went with something a little bit more tame. Red Riding Hood and the big bad wolf - you were the wolf and you shoved him into the sexy girly outfit. Sometimes he really hated you, but the ultimate truth was that he loved you. And tonight, he would confess it to you.

"I have never felt so ashamed, Y/N. Last year's costume was awful, but this is worse. You are truly despicable", Klaus muttered, wanting to add a proud smile but he was far too irritated at the moment to do that.

"Hey", you chuckled, "don't give me that shit."

You and Klaus entered the spooky house, you in the full Owen Grady mode with your blue shirt, brown vest, boots, and a rifle hanging from your shoulder. And of course, your buddy, Blue next to you. Alright, you knew you were the worst when you insisted on Klaus dressing up as a velociraptor but it was too great to pass. So there you were, you and him, pulling off the Jurassic Word look even though Klaus absolutely hated it.

"I, the almighty Original hybrid, Niklaus Mikaelson, stand here in a dinosaur costume. If this does not convince you of me in fact loving you, then I do not know what to tell you, Y/N", Klaus sighed, and you just laughed. You couldn't help it. Klaus was looking absolutely hilarious and you could not wait to show him to Stefan and Damon. You knew that no one would take Nik seriously after tonight - until he kills someone, of course.

"Oh, I know you love me, Nik", you grinned. You left to get a drink, while Klaus stood at the front door sighing in a raptor costume.

"Except that you don't."

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You had been dancing with your favorite girls, and attended a drinking contest with Damon which you surprisingly won, and you played Halloween themed party games with the others, and it put you in a perfect mood to be fair. You loved Halloween and you loved the people of Mystic Falls so in a party with both of those, you never wanted to leave. You ended up a bit tipsy, but not enough to not understand what Klaus said when he came to you at midnight, praying for you to just leave with him.

"Y/N, could we please leave now? I am utterly uncomfortable in this costume, and I do not enjoy seeing you drunk. Especially with these people", Klaus mumbled and gave a look of disgust to Damon who was absolutely wasted in his Iron Man costume. After a specific experience with another group in town, he got inspired to say the least.

Some people went little easier though, like Jeremy who was constantly asked about his costume which was when he'd lift his shirt to reveal a green one underneath, growling and telling people to not make him angry. But Klaus, he was full-on annoyed, at you mostly. He was in love with you and hated to see you this way, and also, because you chose him a dumbass costume. You looked fantastic in yours though, and it had been complimented many times, but Klaus hated that too. He wanted you all to himself.

"Oh, would you like it if I took your costume off then? Undress you, you know?", you slurred, causing Klaus to fidget uncomfortably on his feet. He shook his head, and took your hand only for you to take it back. You insisted on staying, you were having the time of your life, but your best friend wasn't. He was feeling dirty, and sad, and jealous and upset. He just wanted to murder everyone.

"Stop, love. Let's go", Klaus begged and pulled you with him, causing you to snap.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why can't I stay and have fun?", you yelled, which made Klaus turn to you and reveal his face entirely from the costume. His dark eyes, alluring and attracting as always, had a hint of sadness in them as if he had cried, and his mouth was a straight line, his expression not faltering one bit as you stared into his eyes, trying to be equally tough but you did start feeling bad.

"Because I'm bloody in love with you, Y/N. I cannot let you stay with these people, people who'll ruin you. I love you, and I need you to come with me, right bloody now", Klaus fired. You took a step back, and before replying to him, you stumbled away and left him alone in the middle of the crowd. Klaus did end up leaving, while you, drunk and upset, tried to clear your head and comprehend the confession your best friend made.

It wasn't easy. But you were in a costume that would not allow you to give up and be a whiny bitch.

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The next morning, you woke up in Damon's bed. You jumped up, but luckily you were still in clothes which hopefully meant that nothing had happened. You got up from the bed, and walked towards the door only for headache to hit you, hard. You moaned, and immediately the door opened and Damon walked in with a glass of water and some pills in his hands.

"Woah", he grinned. "Don't worry though, nothing happened between us. Except that you threw up all over my bathroom's floor but I compelled someone to clean it up. Anyway, here's some painkillers to get you going. Bye", Damon explained, and waved his hand at you before pushing you out with the glass and the pills, aiming to guide you outside.

You rolled your eyes, but after taking the painkillers with the water and throwing the glass somewhere, you walked out of the front door and took your car which Klaus had left there last night. You and him had some talking to do, and you groaned, not wanting to do it but you expected him to be in worse pain so bravely, you drove to your house where you did in fact find him.

A torn velociraptor costume waited inside, and you kicked it to the wall before stomping upstairs where a shirtless Klaus slept on your messy bed. Sheets all over the floor, and only a tiny part of the cover hiding his nearly naked lower body, yet he seemed so peaceful as he drooled on your pillow. You smiled, but then reminded yourself what you wanted to talk about, so you sat on the bed, your costume still on which caused slight discomfort in you, but nevertheless you shook Klaus carefully awake.

Klaus smiled as he looked at you groggily, but then remembered what had happened last night, making him groan as he sat up and rubbed his tired face. He hid it in embarrassment, but you took his hands and held them against yours while looking at his perfect I-just-woke-up face.

"Hello, love", he spoke, his morning voice flawless, the accent thick and throaty. Shivers rolled down your spine as you inhaled sharply and coped with the perfection Klaus Mikaelson was in the mornings, before placing a hand on his warm shoulder and pulling him closer to you.

"Sorry for being such a bitch last night", you began.

"Yeah, well, 'm sorry for saying those things", he shrugged and closed his eyes, only for you to tell him to open them. He looked into your eyes then, and you swallowed thickly, and after glancing at his revealed, sexy upper body, you opened your mouth again.

"Don't be. If I would have been sober, I bet I would have done something a little like this...", you continued, and kissed his forehead softly, "Or something like this", kissing his cheek now. You repeated the same words, for the last time, before setting your lovely lips on Klaus' pink ones. Inhaling deeply, he grabbed you, and intensely worked on the kiss until it was as perfect as it could only be. His hand was on your cheek, while the other one rested on your thigh, until he gently pushed you down and went on top of you.

"If I did not say this last night - you look ravishing in that costume, darling", Klaus whispered, trying to be flirtatious and sexy and as much as you would have liked to give in to it, you couldn't.

"Nik, I'm dressed up as a male character", you laughed out loud, and pushed yourself back up, and downing Klaus on the bed now. You straddled his lap, and kissed the tip of his nose quickly. "You're silly", you added, and made Klaus growl.

"I've had enough of silly." That, frankly said, led to something unexpected, yet great.

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idk bout you but i'm still laughing at the thought of klaus as a raptor bye