so guys, here is a one shot that i didn't write entirely by myself. i promised someone that imagine number 137 would be an elijah one, but that will only be the next one because i got an unbelievable offer that i couldn't say no to. first, i would like to point out that i don't usually do stuff like this, so please don't start bombarding me with messages where you ask me to do this with you, but honestly, this was too special.

i was asked to publish someone else's one shot, after a little bit of editing, and here it is, thank you to @-bluemaximoff for this absolutely incredible offer, i was very honored to do this ! so basically, if you like this, all thanks go to her because this is 99% her work, i just added some words or sentences there but this whole perfection is written by her. thank you so much for suggesting this, much love to you !! xx

and apparently this was based on a movie scene, from a movie called "sorry if i call you love", i've never seen it but this was adapted from it, so the idea comes from there !!

also by the way, this isn't exactly an imagine, but a wonderful one shot nevertheless, hope you enjoy !

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Jasmine

You were standing on the balcony of the Mikaelsons' New Orleans mansion, smelling jasmine flowers. You smiled while brushing the petals on your lips and admiring the sight of New Orleans, when he arrived and smiled at the sight. He handed you a glass of soda and looked at the flower on your lips.

"It's gorgeous", you pointed out, referring to the flower, while accepting the glass. He gave a quick look to the lights and the streets, but then returned his gaze to you.

"You like it?" he asked, and you nodded, not sure what more to say. So there you just stood, you and him, in a small silence while you kept playing with the taste of the flower and the soda, and while he leaned on the rail and sipped on his bourbon.

You chuckled lightly, and turned to him. "There should be a drink like this, Jasmine-coke", you explained like a child, enthusiastic and excited, making him grin.

"That doesn't sound like the next hit, love."

"Well I think it's an amazing idea, it tastes delicious", you argued, not wanting to give in, while playing with the white flower on your mouth. He nodded and drank from his glass again, while you stared at him with an inevitable smile that appeared on your face.

"Can I have a kiss?", you suddenly asked.

He glanced at you surprised, looking directly at you, trying to read you. You only had a playful smile on your face, "what?"

"A kiss", you repeated again, in a obvious tone.

"No, Y/N, it can't be...", he mumbled, his voice drifting off towards the end of the sentence. His eyes suddenly avoided yours, but you managed to create new eye contact, wanting to see him.

"Is there something more simple than a kiss?", you asked innocently, never letting the smile disappear from your lips. He looked at you, wanting to agree with you, but then he dropped the gaze, feeling completely infatuated with your smile and thinking that soon he wouldn't be able to resist. So he shook his head,

"No, it's just, too complicated."

"Ohh, right", you muttered and left the glass on the table next you, "let's see what your heart has to say, though." You put one hand on his stomach and the one holding the flower around his neck. You leaned down placing you ear on his chest, and smiled.

"Mmh...it says no", you mumbled and stood straight again, looking into his eyes once again. He had a puzzled look on his face, and asked for you to explain, "No what?", to which you smiled, like you were used to do around him.

"That between you and me, things are not complicated, they're simple", you explained, smiling, embracing him with one arm around his neck once again. He couldn't stop looking into your eyes, and he couldn't stop smiling.

And then you kissed him, and he closed his eyes for a second before pushing you slightly, "No, no, no...", wanting to stop, thinking that it would only lead into danger. You stared at him and never stopped smiling. You looked at each other with the blinding lights being the perfect stage and you kissed him again, pulling him closer to your body, holding his arm and placing it on your waist while he started to answer to your kiss. It became more passionate every moment.

And so he left himself go, profoundly falling for you, for your smile, and enjoying every second of the taste of jasmine on your lips.