His angel ~a Klaus Mikaelson x OC love story~

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I was jolted from my peaceful sleep by a sudden bounce in my bed.

I groaned, rolling over to see Damon propped up on my pillows with a smirk.

"Very funny." I grumble.

"I know right?" He chuckles.

I groan again before hiding my head underneath my pillow.

"No, no, no. Wake up. I've got breakfast." He says.

My head immediately shoots up.

I watch as he turns to the bedside table and grabs something. "Here you go." He smiles, holding out a bowl of ice cream.

"Ice cream?!" I squeal excitedly.

"Your favorite." He confirms.

"Thank you so much!" I grin, taking the bowl from his hands.

"Anytime, baby." He says, pulling me into a side hug.

"You know, this is great. The iconic best friends reunited at last." He smiles, shaking his hands while he speaks for emphasis.

"I missed you, D." I admit.

"I missed you too."

I ate my breakfast in a peaceful silence for a while before he spoke again. "I've got to go on a little trip today, but Stefan will keep you company."

"What? You're leaving?" I ask, slightly saddened.

"Yes, but I promise we'll hangout when I get back."

"Are you sure Stefan's not mad at me?"

"I'll make sure he minds his manners."

"Nice." I chuckle.

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After I finished my breakfast, Damon and Elena left to go to Denver for whatever reason.

I decided I should probably go downstairs instead of being cooped up in my room all day.

I lightly trotted down the staircase until I found Stefan sitting in the living room.

"Hey Steffy." I greet, slightly nervous.

"Ivy." He acknowledges me.

"Looks like we're hanging out today." I try to converse with him.

"Yeah. Why is that?" He asks.

"Nik and I had a fight. I don't really want to talk to him right now." I explain.

"What could he have said that made you leave? The guy is like obsessed with you or something." He questions, looking genuinely curious.

"He said some stuff about my dad." I admit, looking at my fingers as the pick at each other.

"Huh." Is all he replies with.