Day 5 [Klaus/ Steven/ Daniel]

Day 5 [Klaus/ Steven/ Daniel]

Prompt: Worst way to find out your girlfriend is pregnant (kidnapping)

Klaus

The sight of police cars, and all the flashing red and blue lights clouded Klaus's vision. This... this couldn't be... surely this wasn't your apartment, right?

Klaus barely made it up to the front of the blockade around the doors, only for his worst suspicions to be confirmed. His heart sank faster than a stone in water, this couldn't be happening, right? Right!?

"Sir! Stay bac--"

"Klaus!" Daniel Law strode right over in a huff, "This is your girlfriend's place, right?"

"Yes it is Detective."

"Then you'd know more about if anything is missing." Daniel wasn't gentle about pulling Klaus into his worst nightmare, "Better to tell if this was a random attack or a targeted one."

Klaus tried to swallow the lump in his throat as he stepped into the torn-up living room. Everything was scattered about the floor, and apart from the empty feeling in the pit of Klaus's stomach it truly looked as if you were the only thing taken from your apartment.

Something clicked under Klaus's shoe. At first, he thought he had broken it completely, but there were only a few tiny plastic shards missing. Klaus had a feeling those shards were in the sole of his shoe but the plastic object had his full attention.

"What is it?" Daniel was peering around Klaus's arm, "Something finally out of place?"

Klaus just wordlessly picked up the pregnancy test he had stepped on. Upon further examination, his blood ran ice cold. Everything around Klaus stopped registering, nothing but this small piece of plastic in his hands was even real to him.

Whoever kidnapped you, had two reasons to be absolutely terrified when Klaus would inevitably break down their door.

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Steven

As soon as Steven was finished with his work, he headed straight for your apartment. He had seen the numerous texts from you but he still had yet to read them all. He just knew that talking in person about whatever this was would be much better.

But the way the apartment was quiet was just too eerie for Steven's taste. Sure he knew you were likely fast asleep, but there was a feeling of unease hanging in the air tonight.

Steven took his time going through the whole apartment, flipping lights on as soon as he entered every room. And by the time he swept the whole place, it became crystal clear that you weren't here. Steven checked his phone to make sure you weren't just at his apartment tonight.

Steven felt something in the pit of his stomach, not a single message on here about being at his apartment but...

"I went to the doctor and found out I'm pregnant."

If anyone else were to see Steven, it would look like his very shadows were twisting and manifesting into clones of himself. However, this was simply his goon squad showing up, being given the orders to search for you wherever you were.

Steven would make sure that whoever did this would be buried in ice and shattered into dust.

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Daniel

Daniel was hoping this was just someone getting the address slightly wrong, that you were completely safe and that it was actually someone else's house being robbed. But in this god-forsaken city who could really say.

For once there was nothing on the radio as he pulled into your driveway. His stomach turned as he looked at the front door wide open, something you'd never do. This was going to be bad.

Standing in the middle of scattered papers, broken decorations, and other random debris from what looked like your junk box, Daniel could only breathe as he tried to calm his nerves. Other officers were combing through the main parts of the house. It would be up to Daniel to check the bedroom and bathrooms, even professional officers weren't comfortable with this situation.

What Daniel did find was your phone sitting on the bathroom sink, next to a pregnancy test. It was clear that you were a random victim, and the most likely thing was that you were in here when the house was broken into. And interrupted the purp while he was searching for valuables, then forced into a car ride to escape quickly. Given there wasn't any blood or a body to speak of.

Daniel's hand gripped the bathroom counter until his knuckles turned white. All he could do right now was hope you were okay, that and maybe ask for help.

God, he hated the idea of asking them for help. But this wasn't a normal situation.

Accident [Klaus x Reader]

Hehehehe...

Klaus stepped into his home, delighted to be coming home to the love of his life. More than that, he had been completely in love with you for so long. Finally being able to find the perfect time to explain his feelings, the perfect marriage proposal. Both of you deciding to have a child and raise a family. Klaus felt his life was absolutely headed in the right direction.

As he approached you from behind, memories of spending late nights comforting each other. Movie nights stretching into the wee hours of the morning then waking up fully refreshed cuddled up around one another. And yet, here he was, hugging you tightly. One hand over the bump carrying the promise of a family, the other slipping upward towards your face.

He cupped your cheek tenderly, planting little kisses along your shoulder leading up to your other cheek. He loved you so very dearly, "Ich liebe dich, mein Schatz."

But something wasn't right. Klaus's arm was stuck on something. His eyes opened slowly, reality setting in and catching up with him.

And he realized several things all at once.

You two weren't dating at all, he was in love with you but he still hadn't figured out how to tell you about it. Last night had indeed been one such night of bingeing movies due to your last relationship ending so messily. And here Klaus was spooning you after passing out...

No, not just spooning you.

Klaus glanced down and realized his hand had gotten aLL THE WAY UP YOUR SHIRT!! How!?

He tried so hard to carefully remove his arm from your shirt without waking you. His face was so red it was practically glowing. Klaus didn't know what to do, at all.

Should he stay and apologize? But you were still asleep. Would you think he was some kind of... pervert for this? He hadn't meant to, he'd swear to it. He couldn't think of the proper protocol for this situation.

As much as he loathed to admit to it, he deeply enjoyed the feeling. Would admitting to that make him seem worse? Or would he seem genuine about his feelings? Would saying something help clear this up? Or should he...?

omg thank you for writing for daniel law too 😭

<3 I try. I'm not sure if its even accurate to his character (since I use the wiki and anime mostly...)

Mini Red [Klaus x Reader]

You were barely able to dodge the spells being fired. An artificer had charmed an old Uno Attack Launcher to fling spells with reckless abandon. And worse than that was the fact the device was in a room full of mirrors, meaning the spells would bounce until they hit something non-reflective.

For the most part that was easy enough to force. Scatter some spare papers around and that tended to do the trick. While the spells had been harmless so far, you couldn't be completely sure things would stay that way.

But it wasn't too long before the game piece cracked open, thankfully. Something had broken it, whether it was the number of spells running out or overloading the poor thing. You were just glad the "game" was over. Though something was seriously wrong.

Klaus was missing.

You stood still, scratching your head. You were absolutely certain Klaus had followed you into the trap. You even remembered bumping into him a couple times before he forwent his usual gentleness to get both of you out of the way.

So where was he? Was he just invisible? Had he been teleported away? How were you going to--

"[Name]!"

You heard it almost like a whisper, looking all around at your feet. You could have sworn you heard Klaus. But why would his voice be so faint? Unless he was...

"A little more to the left! On the blue page!"

Kneeling down to level yourself with Klaus was bizarre. You rubbed at your eyes, blinking several times as he half-jogged to get close enough for you to lift. It was just second nature for you to offer him your hand, but never for him to step up into your palm before.

"This is..." Your voice was hardly above a whisper, though from his size you sounded like normal, "I am not drunk enough for this."

Though, holding Klaus in your palm like this activated something in you, almost like a heightened sense of perception. You moved carefully, lifting a pocket flap on your jacket and trying to urge Klaus to slide inside.

"I think you'd be safer in my pocket..." You murmured, "At least until we... uh... Until we get somewhere you can just sorta... uh..."

Klaus looked up at you. Your concern was palpable, making Klaus feel a bit guilty for his poor dodging abilities. The spell had hit him square in the chest, after all, he should have been able to dodge it completely. While he didn't like the idea of riding around in the breast pocket of your jacket, he didn't have much choice in the matter either. The path out of here was rather bumpy and with you being so stressed, the least he could do was make things easier for you.

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Standing on his own desk had Klaus feeling some kind of way, and not in a good way. This whole situation was too much for him. All he could do was wait for the spell to wear off. And according to Leo, that would be a few days.

You had gone to the store for some supplies to make things somewhat comfortable for him. If only he had dodged properly then this wouldn't be happening.

Though seeing you walk back into the office gave him a sense of relief. Zapp had been frozen from the waist down a couple times in your absence due to his attempts to kill Klaus. And while Steven was a phenomenal protector, Klaus still felt slightly better with you around. Perhaps it had something to do with being closer than he and Steven were, technically... intimately.

Klaus didn't waste a moment in his attempts to help, trying to pull things from the shopping bag and sort them for you. Though he had to admit, most of these were things he didn't have the faintest idea of how you would turn into a suitable bed for a few days.

Somehow, you had the whole office captivated by what you were doing. Your every move, from cutting up kitchen sponges to poking safety pins into the wrapped fabric to hold it in place. It was a bit unnerving to say the least.

Sure, you expected Klaus to watch you. Especially once you set something down, but Steven looming over you like that was just... eengh.

"Here," You set a finished piece down, "Test this and tell me if it needs adjustments."

Klaus sat in your attempt to make a chair, pleasantly surprised with how it felt. Slightly firm, but also rather comfortable. Odd for a dish sponge, latex gloves, and duster refills. But Klaus could only give his honest opinion.

"It is a bit firm, but it will do." Klaus looked up with a soft smile, unable to accept how concerned you looked, "I assure you, Liebling, this is fine. It is comfortable enough to get through a couple days."

You sighed, "If you're sure... I should have a bed made soon."

"Make a bed!?" Zapp's voice was far too loud for him being so far away, "Just leave one of those stupid sponges down and give him a washcloth! It ain't rocket science brainiac!"

Instead of yelling, as you were prone to doing, you flung the duster wand at him. Whacking him on the side of the temple, leaving a satisfying red mark. Then started working on the bed. Klaus frowned slightly, knowing you wouldn't see it.

Either way, he moved his new little chair closer to his computer. He wouldn't be able to play Prosfair until he was back to normal, but he could enjoy videos and movies as if he had a personal drive-in theatre. If you'd stay nearby, he would be able to truly enjoy the experience.

In truth, you were making things just to have something to do. It wasn't clear if you had anything to do with Klaus being hit by a spell, but you could at least make him a bit more comfortable until he returned to normal. Though you set down the unfinished bed and opened a small doll you'd gotten. The clothes in here should fit Klaus in his new size.

You knew you wouldn't want to stay in your normal clothes for two or three days. So you figured Klaus wouldn't either. Though Klaus was turned and watching intently, he didn't know why you'd gotten a doll at all. Until you set the clothes down next to him.

"I thought you'd want something to change into for the nights." You admitted a little sheepishly, "So you wouldn't have to wear your suit the whole time. I don't really know how comfortable that is for you."

"[Name]," Klaus looked at the clothes then back up at you, "I appreciate this, truly. But you didn't have to go through all this trouble. Zapp is right, a regular kitchen sponge would suffice for a bed. It'll only be two, perhaps three nights at most."

You sighed a little, "I just... I want to make things comfortable for you. It might be my--"

"NO! It isn't. I failed to dodge something aimed directly at my chest. You didn't have a thing to do with it."

"Still. I want to do this. It... it's helping me stay calm."

Klaus rested both his hands on yours. The two of you staring the other in the eyes, mostly. When you raised a shaky finger to attempt to "cup" Klaus's cheek, he leaned against you. Holding you steady as he let you comfort him, knowing it was comforting to you.

And blatantly ignoring where he was and how many people were here.

Thankfully it didn't take too long for you to have a bed you were satisfied with, one that genuinely shocked Klaus with just how comfortable it was. For working with basic cleaning and office supplies, these little doll house amenities were perfect.

Honestly, it didn't take you too long to finish most of what you felt Klaus would need for the wait. Especially since some of the things were just as is with tiny modifications like pinning some plastic into a shower curtain for an opaque container. Though you weren't entirely sure Klaus would be okay with a bath over a shower but after a mission like that he likely would want to clean himself off.

You were staying in the office just so Klaus wouldn't have to stay there by himself. This also had the bonus of Gilbert going to tend the house in the meantime.

But you felt oddly small in Klaus's chair. Even as the two of you watched various videos, nibbling popcorn and sipping hot cocoa. Your mood shift wasn't lost on Klaus, not in the slightest. He too felt the strangeness of the situation settling in. But he would probably die before he let you stew in negative thoughts.

"[Name], Liebling." Klaus stood, turning to you, "Would you please lean down?"

Your voice threatened to crack from how low you were talking, "Is something wrong?"

"No, just please, hold still."

You were confused but obliged, resting your chin on the cold desk. Klaus stepped closer, brushing a few strands of your hair back. Such a simple task had him leaning forward on his toes, and it made your heart squeeze guiltily. But that didn't stop Klaus from kissing your forehead, he couldn't help but admire you.

And from this height, he could see why you were constantly looking up at him.

You tried to relax, for Klaus's sake, but it was difficult. Despite it being back for you, laying down at Klaus's desk so you'd be right there with him was all you wanted. Instead of arguing, or trying to dissuade you, Klaus moved his bed as close as he could to where you were laying your head.

When he did return to normal... he was going to make sure you were pampered as thanks for your efforts. Nothing you could say would deter Klaus after everything.

Little Out of It [Klaus x Reader]

Requested by Anonymous 😢

Klaus had long since spotted the symptoms of his wife's decline. Symptoms of postpartum depression, something Klaus was hoping would be short lived. He thought he had proper preparations, thinking the same issues would arise as they had after the birth of their older daughter.

Sadly, where you had once ate until you were sick, Klaus was now attempting to coax you into eating. Even if it was simply a bit more than last time you attempted to eat. Keeping you company despite your withdrawal, attempting to keep your daughter from thinking you didn't love her anymore. Countless explanations dancing around explaining what depression was to a seven year old. Making sure that your infant son wasn't without parental interaction, as that does lead to complications in development.

Of course Gilbert was a large help with some of these things, namely in getting you to eat something. But Klaus was still running himself ragged. He wanted so desperately to help you, and yet he could feel himself cracking.

Though his determination refused to let him give up. The last thing Klaus wanted to do was give up on the love of his life, the woman who had given him everything he wanted in life.

Klaus settled into the bed behind his wife, curling his arms around you tightly. Hiding the small frown when you shrank in his embrace. He wasn't entirely sure how much longer he could hold back his own tears, it was heartbreaking to see how badly this affected you. Klaus just wanted this to pass, he knew it wouldn't last forever, that you weren't usually like this. If only there was something more he could do to help you in this mental state.

"Klaus?"

The low hum from Klaus sounded a little more distant than normal, especially as he was reluctant to loosen his grip around you. Even though you were trying to roll over to face him.

"I know this is a lot on you. I'm sorry."

A large thumb swiped at your tears, "Shh, this isn't your fault Liebling. I'll be okay."

"But it isn't right for you to bear all this..." The look in your eyes struck Klaus so much harder than it should have, "Especially with you caring for both our children. I... I haven't made things easier. I want to shake this but..."

"Shh, easy Liebe." Klaus pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, "I'm right here, I'll always be right here. I know you'll make a full recovery."

"I love you. I need you to know that." Your voice sounded smaller against his chest, but Klaus was going to comfort you, "I love you so much. I love our kids, I just... I just."

Klaus gently rubbed his chin across the top of your head, nuzzling ever so gently as he was known for, "I know Liebling. I make sure our children know. Things will get better mien Schatzi, I promise."

You were torn between low energy and the soft comforting gesture of Klaus rubbing your back. Just before you fell to sleep, you heard the deep rumbling of Klaus's voice.

"Ich liebe dich, mien Hertz"

Renfro Head Cannon Family! (Or AU family whatever you wanna call it)

Another simple style to make in the avatar creator

Anyways, here's Zapp

And Adam

And Lisa

And Duncan