"Good on you for rejecting the wanker,"
Rebekah grinned, taking a seat beside Jasper at the bar.
"And you know this because?"
"Elijah came home sulking."
Niklaus smirked, sitting on the other side of the boy.
"Wonderful, maybe he's finally stopped trying to torment me."
Jasper snickered.
"No way in frozen over hell,"
Rebekah grinned, ordering a drink.
"He won't leave you alone."
"And why's that Rebekah?"
Niklaus asked comically, clearly on the same page as his sister.
"Why isn't it obvious Nik? He still loves you."
The blonde girl smiled at Jasper, the latter taking a shot.
"Yes, and I've been sober going on three decades now,"
Jasper grinned childishly, raising his glass in the air.
"Cheers."
"Give him a chance."
Rebekah whined.
"I just got bloody rid of him!"
Jasper exclaimed.
"Jazz, admit it."
Rebekah gave a teasing grin.
"Admit what? That I love the man who ruined my life and sent me in a downward spiral ever since,"
Jasper finished off his drink with a sigh.
"No thanks."
"Jasper,"
Rebekah followed the heretic out of the bar.
"Jazzy! Love of my life! Brother in law!"
"Enough!"
Jasper threw his hands out, Rebekah flying back into the wall.
The two originals gaped, Jasper looking down at his hands in horror.
"The heretic is back."
Rebekah grinned, standing with a chuckle.
"The mighty beast returns."
Klaus smirked.
"I've had enough out of the both of you."
Jasper glared.
"Just as soon as I get my life back-"
"Sorry Jasper, we aren't leaving you."
Klaus grinned as Jasper huffed like a child.
"We're family, and we've always been family,"
Niklaus smiled resting his hands on the heretics shoulders.
"And we are not leaving you again."
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HIRAETH
Fanfiction(n) | a homesickness for a home you cannot return to, or never was