Well...shit. Remember me, guys? Yeah, I wouldn't remember me either. I'm not going to list all the shitty reasons as to why I was absent for so long. I'm just going to let this one-shot here and hope you'll read it.

Pairing: Klaus and Caroline.

Summary: Klaus tries to propose.

Rating: T.

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"Caroline...I love you but -"

No. Wait. Fuck! You sound like you're going to break up with her.

"Caroline, sweetheart, you're the best thing that ever happened to me..."

Too cheesy. She's going to laugh and puke at the same time.

"Caroline...I love you. Marry me!"

You sound like a bossy asshole.

Klaus Mikaelson let out an exasperated sigh and rubbed his face with both of his hands. His dead-little-black-heart was pounding with nervousness and droplets of cold sweat were running down his back. For a while now he was trying to find the perfect words. He wanted to propose to Caroline, his beloved Caroline.

Yet...everytime he wanted to do that, the words would get stuck in his neck and he would cough awkwardly before offering her a half a smile. He knew that she knew that something was up. He even overheard her asking Stefand and his brothers if he was having an affair and he was too much of a coward to respectfully break up with her.

He reassured her that there was only one woman in his life who was warming up his bed and heart.

Of course, Klaus could have asked Rebekah and Stefan for help. You know...to plan the perfect proposal, but no! He wanted to do it all by himself. Even if something went disastruous, Klaus knew that Caroline would appreciate it even better because he planned everything all by himself.

So that's why he bought her to Paris. The first city they ever visited together. He tried to be romantic.

"Nik! Are you ready to go?" Caroline asked, sticking her hair from behind the door and offering him a smile.

"Let me take my coat and we can go." he smiled back at her.

They were going for a little evening walk, he had everything planned. First, he would take her to see the Eiffel Tower, he'll kneel in front of her and asked the big question. She would say yes...well hopefully at least, and they would go to a nice restaurant to celebrate.

(the night would end with both of them sated, and dripping sweat from their love-making.)

He searched his right pocket for the small square box where the ring was, took his wallet, and phone and headed out from his room.

"This is the first time I was ready before you, what happened there? Did you have problems fixing your hair, Big Bad?" Caroline mocked him, rising her eyebrows.

"Funny." he said in a bored tone, offering her a un-amused smile.

"I know that, thank you." Caroline giggled flipping her gorgeous blonde hair back.

They walked in silence, just enjoying each other's company. He love those moments, where he would hold her hand tight and not speak a single word. They knew eachother well enough to just communicate by light touches and glances. Soon enough, Klaus and Caroline found themselves in front of the big Eiffel Tower, surrounded by tourist and people who were enjoying the view.

"This is as beautiful as the first time." Caroline spoke, her face flushed because of the cold wind and eyes sparkling with delight.

"Absolutely." he said, staring at her. "Caroline..."

"Hm?" she asked turning to look at him. "What is it?"

"I-I..."

JUST SPIT IT OUT YOU DICKHEAD!

"I was just wondering if you..."

IF SHE WHAT? IF SHE'LL LIKE TO MARRY YOU? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS,MIKAELSON?

"I mean, I just wanted to..."

"I-I mean you don't have to if you don't want to. It's just a yes or no type of question."

You're babbling! You're babbling you fucking idiot.

He was boiling with anger. Why was he such a loser? He just have to spit out the words and-

"CAROLINE WILL YOU FUCKING MARRY ME!?" he shouted in her face, making Caroline gasp in shock.

Oh 're one dead motherfucker.

WILL YOU FUCKING MARRY ME?! Who the fuck would ask that?

Aren't you a nice person, Niklaus?

That's great, she'll probably break up with you right now.

Instinctively Klaus' hand shot up to cover his mouth, not quite believing that he proposed to her...TO HER! The most amazing creature in his life, his love, his mate, his everything. He couldn't believe that he proposed to rudely. Caroline started to laugh. And laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

After a few minutes she calmed down.

"Are you asking me to be your fucking wife?" she asked, giving him a cheeky smile.

"I-I'm so sorry, my love. I'm so nervous right now...I was trying for a while now to propose to you, but I couldn't find the perfect words, and that just came out wrong. I'm so sorry."

By the time he finished, the people started to gather up and see what was happening.

"I'll accept under one condition. Get down on your knee and ask me nicely. Like you should have in the first place."

Klaus let out a shaky laugh and slowly got on one knee, eliciting some gasps from the crowd. He pulled out the ring box from his pocket and he actually heard her heart speeding up and her eyes watering. He took a deep breath and pulled the gorgeous ring from it's box. Taking her hand in his he asked once again.

"Caroline...I love you, I'll be nothing without you. Will you be my wife?"

"Yes." she whispered simply, tears of joy springing from her eyes. He slid the ring on her finger and got up, catching her in his arms and spinning her around. The crowd cheered for them as they kissed and laughed and shared their love through words.

"Oh God, I can't believe it!" Caroline murmured.

"I can't believe I actually got the balls to ask you. For a second I though I will have a heart attack." he confessed making Caroline laugh.

"I love you so much, Klaus."

"I love you too, sweetheart, always and forever."

"You know, I was ready to say yes even when you asked me to fucking marry you. You were stupidly adorable."

Klaus felt his cheeks warming up.

"Shut up." was all he said before he pulled her in for another kiss.

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Prompts anyone? xx