( CLOSED ) MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME.

[manipulative]

Who: Katherine and Stefan | Wanda and Amos.
What: October stuff.
When: Spookytober.
Where: Around Deer Country.

Content Warnings: Dead people.

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[prescind]

I know.

( he's glad to hear that she thinks this is strange too, that he's not the only one feeling that way. he swallows and shakes his head. )

What else can we do?

[manipulative]

[ katherine doesn't answer for a long moment, considering his question. she doesn't have the answers, but she can only think of how she had tried to reach stefan when he had been lost in his own lack of humanity and ripperyness. what she had tried to do was reach out to him. he'd been buried deep down.

all they're doing is talking to them. talking about nothing that they can hold onto. ]

Maybe you should tell them of a memory. Tell them about something that's real.

[prescind]

A memory?

( stefan balks for a moment, frowns, trying to figure out what he might tell them. )

Nadia, you...you used to brush my hair. You see all this hair? I let you take a brush to it and do all sorts of things to it. You are a very good hairdresser, you know.

[manipulative]

She is.

[ katherine smiles, remembering that time in his kitchen when she had tangled his hair and made an absolute mess of it. she remembers it being the first time that she realised stefan was burrowing his way beneath her skin with no intention of budging.

reaching for nadia's hand, she wraps her fingers gently around her wrist. katherine guides her hand over to stefan, prompting nadia to take a few steps so she can touch stefan's hair.

and once her fingertips brush against the strands, her fingers thread through it roughly. ]

[prescind]

( it's a rougher touch than she used to give him but he doesn't budge, letting her pull and touch in the hopes that maybe it would jog a memory.

he blinks a few times, looking over at katherine and then luca before he focuses back on nadia. )

How's it feel? Feel okay?

[manipulative]

[ katherine smiles encouragingly at nadia, similar to how she had done so a year ago when she had been shy and in the presence of someone who was both very cute and incredibly important to her mother. ]

Funny.

[ nadia wrinkles her nose. brushing the ends again, she shakes her head. ]

Soft.

[ and then she tugs on stefan's hair in the same manner she had manhandled it in his kitchen. ]

[prescind]

Oh, I remember that.

( he laughs, letting her yank his hair and then making a face. )

Funny, soft hair that got yanked around by tiny little hands.