( january catch all )

[prescind]

Who: stefan salvatore (prescind) + katherine pierce (manipulative) + amos burton (rocinantes) + wanda maximoff (explosion)
What: new year's things, event things
When: january
Where: all around

Content Warnings: probably some language to start.

Comments

[prescind]

If this is your way of trying to make me wear your heels, you're gonna have to try harder.

( he smiles and does kiss the top of her head. )

I don't have the legs for it.

[manipulative]

You could if you let me wax them. [ katherine singsongs. she'll get to wax them sooner or later. perhaps that's the cure to her sickness?

she knows stefan won't go for it.

but she smiles because he kisses her head. ] A few more of those, please. [ she says it quietly. ] I felt a little better.

[prescind]

Absolutely not.

( to the waxing. but he will give her another kiss. )

No chance in Hell.

[manipulative]

[ she opens her mouth in shock before she chuckles. anything louder and her throat will feel too scratchy. ]

Not even if it would make me feel better? I'm ill, Stefan.

[prescind]

I'm not waxing!

( even if she is ill. he understands that but no. )

No. I will not be doing that.

[manipulative]

Your legs would look so sexy if you did.

[ she smiles, peering up at him with a pout he shouldn't be able to resist. stefan has nice legs, and she thinks that he'd be able to rock a nice and clean leg if he truly let himself. ]

[prescind]

You could try and try and try but you are never going to convince me to do this.

( he likes that she likes his legs but he's not going to wax them. )

[manipulative]

What if I did it for you?

[ she lifts her brows as an idea comes to her. she smiles at him. ]

It might make me feel better. Don't you want me to feel better, Stefan?

[prescind]

What if you waxed your legs for me?

( he raises an eyebrow. )

That's normal for you, though.

[manipulative]

Are you trying to imply something, Stefan?

[ her legs are as smooth as butter at all times! even if this sickness lasts for longer than the next handful of hours, she'll keep her eyebrows plucked and her legs as smooth as anything he's ever felt in his life.

but she smiles. she has a much better proposal that sees them both getting what they want. ]

Maybe you should wax them for me.

[prescind]

You want me to wax your legs?

( he's gonna ignore the first question. )

I don't know if I'd be good at that.

[manipulative]

[ she rolls her eyes. ] You can't exactly ruin legs.

[ except, on second thought, perhaps he could if he ripped too hard with his strength? then again, katherine suspects she's made of stronger stuff. ]

You put wax down, the strip, and pull. Your brother could master it.

[ and we know how dumb damon is. ]

[prescind]

Oh, low blow, bringing my brother into it.

( but that also begs a question — )

Are you saying that he waxed your legs for you or that he waxed his own?

[manipulative]

[ she scoffs and pulls a disgusted face. ]

He wishes.

[ no, literally; he did. ]

If waxing legs was a thing back in 1864, I'm sure he'd have begged me to let him do it.

[prescind]

Don't put that image into my head.

( he doesn't want to think about it, katherine. )

I'm gonna mention that to him whenever I see him next though.

[manipulative]

[ she laughs. although she's not quite feeling like herself, she can appreciate something funny—and stefan informing damon that he had once been desperate to wax her legs (and do anything she wanted, really) is pure comedy gold. ]

Damon would enjoy that. [ with an overemphasising of her eyebrows, she mocks damon with a deep voice: ] I would never do that, Stefan. Katherine's a bitch from hell.

[ she thinks that was pretty good. ]

[prescind]

Not bad.

( probably needs a little more sass and smugness but otherwise? not bad.

he laughs and shakes his head. )

You been working on your Damon impression?

[manipulative]

[ she shrugs. ] Only when I need a pick-me-up. [ which, of course, isn't often. she's katherine; she's fabulous. ]

Besides, it's not like he's not particularly difficult to imitate. He's very shallow when you think about it.

[ you know what? this is making her feel better. ]

[prescind]

Yeah.

( stefan doesn't disagree. that's his brother but damon's kind of...himself in all aspects of the word. )

I'm sure wherever he is, his ears are on fire right now.

[manipulative]

[ touching her ears, katherine scrunches her nose in a look of worry. ]

I think mine are, too.

[ furrowing her brows, she peers at stefan and grabs his hand quickly. ]

Feel them. I think they're on fire.

[ her ears are fine. her status as a hypochondriac is not. ]

[prescind]

Your ears aren't on fire, Katherine.

( she's definitely running a fever but her ears are okay. he laughs quietly and slides his fingers through her hair. )

You're okay.

[manipulative]

Are you sure?

[ she narrows her eyes at him as she watches him closely. his fingers in her hair feels very, very nice, and he should keep them there unless he wishes to lose them. ]

You barely felt them.

[prescind]

I don't need to feel them.

( what he wants to do is what he's doing, sliding his fingers through her hair and trying to comfort her. )

I know you have a fever. It sucks. It makes you feel terrible.

[manipulative]

[ katherine inhales to inform him that he does need to touch her ears, he does, but his insistence on keeping his fingers through her hair quells that. she doesn't close her eyes despite wanting to, although she does touch the shell of her ear briefly to confirm that they are not on fire yet. ]

It's worse than being bitten by a dog.

[ she purses her lips. that doesn't feel right. being bitten by klaus had been absolutely terrible, even if it had lasted for only a minute and a half. her entire being had felt aflame in that short time. ]

Okay, maybe it's a little better. But I still don't like it!

[prescind]

It won't last. Nothing here ever does.

( he's pretty sure that she's told him similar things when he'd been on the receiving end of crap like this.

he brushes his fingers against her too warm skin and smiles at her. )

Just relax.