Klaus has always been known for being the New Orleans killer. Not just New Orleans, of course; He has massacred in so many places over his thousand years that they were countless. Along with his not-so-well-received record came negative stories and comments about him. Not even his brothers saw anything good in him, even though they tried hard. But well, Klaus is Klaus. Even though he was known as a murderer, crazy, paranoid and angry, he seemed strange. Lately, you have been receiving flowers and gifts at your home with no apparent name of the individual. But he seemed to want to mark his territory in a way, you noticed that each gift package had the smell of perfume. But since when do markets put perfume on their packages? You, after a while, had noticed a pattern - that perfume was very similar to the one the original Mikaelson wore during his daily life, it was unmistakable. Well, it was more pleasant than the smell of blood after he came back from a hunt. _ -☆-_ Today, on any given night, surprisingly you didn't receive any gifts. Until the doorbell rings, someone must have left the gift there alone - you thought. When you went downstairs and opened the door, it was almost an automatic movement for you to bend down to pick up the gifts. but before You could do anything, you could see the original in front of you, in the flesh, holding a bouquet of roses with a smug smile;

Goodnight, darling.

Klaus said with admiration in his voice, which was different from his normally high tone to be authoritative.

I see you liked the gifts I gave you, huh?