(A/N) My first Klaroline fic! I've been wanting to write one for ages but I never found the right plot. This idea just came to me in the middle of my exam today and I just had to write it.

Edit: I've just changed some minor formatting, because I realised that the site doesn't allow the symbol "at", so all usernames are now bolded

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot (AU/AH)

She scrolls through her Instagram homepage for what seemed like the fifth time that morning. Her client was late for their meeting, and she had way too much free time on her hands. Not that she would normally complain, but seeing as to how Bonnie was jet lagged from her tour à la Europe, Elena was in Africa for charity work and Kat was busy training as a doctor, she didn't exactly have all that many people to go to for a late morning chit chat.

Sighing, she refreshed the page, and noticed a new post pop up.

kuteasakat: SOCCER night with the ward buddy #stopcallingitfootball klaustheking

The photo was one of Kat dressed in an ensemble of red, blue and white, coupled with a top hat, looking ridiculous yet somehow pulling it off Katherine-style. Next to her was a man she heard much of and vaguely recognised. She knew him as Kat's ward partner at the hospital, and knew that she just started going out with his older brother, Elijah. In fact, she had met Klaus once or twice at Kat's birthday parties, but seeing as how sociable Katherine was, she had invited dozens of people and Caroline never had much of a chance to speak to this Klaus person.

But damn, he was hot.

Even in the dim-lit photo, she could make out his piercing blue eyes and dark blond curls. He towered over the petite Kat, and the Henley he was wearing accentuated the muscles lying underneath.

She decided to share this exact thought with her friend. She clicked the share button to show Kat the picture she was referring to and quickly typed in 'K' and -

"CAROLINE! I need you in Room 3, Ms. Richards is here and she wants to talk to you about the flower arrangements," her boss shouted.

Deciding that she sending the message would take her no longer than five seconds, she clicked the first username under 'K' and wrote "Damn, he's hot" and quickly hit 'send'.

She placed her phone in her pocket and rushed off to Room 3.

It was going to be a long day.

The clock stroke seven and she couldn't wait to get out of the office. After an infuriating meeting with Olivia Richards, her oh-so-'fashionably'-late client, she had finally escaped her incessant yapping with only a handful of hair lost through frustration.

She quickly checked her phone as she made her way home when she noticed an Instagram message from klaustheking.

Why on earth would Klaus be messaging me, she wondered, is something wrong with Kat? She panicked a little but then realised he would've called instead of messaged if it was anything urgent.

Hang on a minute, do we even follow each other? She wondered as her phone loaded, then she vaguely remembered hitting the blue button after the party a few months ago. It seemed like a good idea to her when she was halfway drunk to "get-to-know" her best friend's friends.

She realised how big of a mistake that was.

Against the white messaging background, in large black words...

"Thanks, love ;)"

SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. This was NOT happening. She prayed to the Gods above that this was just a very, very bad dream. Hell, this was a nightmare.

She looked at the conversation carefully and realised that in her haste to send the message, she had sent it to the wrong person whose name began with 'K'.

"Fuck," she swore out loud.

She paced around the streets, unsure of what to do next. How does one carry out damage control in such a situation. She should just delete all of her social media accounts, move to a foreign country and change her name to Carina.

She was going to lose more hair from this than her client meeting, for that she was sure. As she was about to go into a full blown panic mode, her phone went off.

It must be that the Universe had something against her because there were only a handful of people she did not want to talk to at that precise moment, but Katherine Pierce is surely one devil in disguise.

"OH MY GOD!" Katherine shouted excitedly into the phone just as she picked up, "I can't believe you messaged Klaus saying he was hot!" She could barely control her laughter. She's demoted from best friend status, Caroline thought.

"You have got to be kidding me, this could not get any worse. Did he going around telling everyone that? I swear, it was a mistake. I meant to message you, but I must've accidentally clicked his name. It's not my fault that both of your usernames start with a 'K', and has a… an 'a', 'u'-"

"Oh nothing of the sorts. You know Klaus is a lot of things, but he's not the type to share his personal life around, even if the girl in question is paying him a huge compliment. I just came back from lunch with Elijah and saw him in the locker room smiling at his phone like an idiot, so naturally, me being me, I snatched his phone and looked at what could've possibly made the icy Klaus so happy"

"Oh God, he must think I'm a groupie or something"

"He's secretly thrilled, trust me"

"Ugh, as much as I'd love to catch up on my epic failures, I gotta go. I need to get home, grab a bottle of the strongest alcohol I can find and drink myself to oblivion. And - oh did you know what he replied? He replied me with a 'Thanks, love' winky face... A winky face! The nerve of him!" she spluttered, secretly reveling in the flirtatious exchange - not that it was something Katherine needed to know.

"Well you did text him to say you thought he was hot"

"Katherine! You're supposed to be on my side"

"I speak only of the truth, and I sense some sexual tension"

"We literally had a virtual conversation less than 10 words long"

"Details, details… Anyway, I ship it"

"WHAT?"

"I ship you and Klaus, I see it happening"

"You're insane. I'm gonna go and drown myself in the aforementioned alcohol," she hung up the phone and sighed. Time to make those plans into reality, she dragged her tired feet on the pavement home.

*DING*

Another notification rang out on her phone. Stop smiling, Caroline, she scolded herself as she braced for another message from klaustheking.

"Just so you know, I think you're pretty hot too"

Caroline blushed. Maybe it wasn't so bad that she accidentally slid into his DM.

(A/N) Hope you guys liked it! Virtual cookie and a kiss from Klaus if you leave a review, as it would mean a great deal to me!