deercountry | ( CLOSED | FEBRUARY CATCH-ALL ) I GOT FIRE IN MY SOUL.

I don't really think she was going to devour me.

( stefan thinks she was being nice. )

She hadn't ever made any kind of move, you know.

She looked at you, Stefan!

[ what's there not to get? there were eyes and those eyes looked at him with hunger!

katherine slaps her hands against her thighs once she realises who she's speaking to. ]

Of course, you don't see it. You don't notice it when people look at you. [ she shakes her head in exasperation. ]

Hey I'm not trying to argue or anything.

( especially when katherine was in a stabby mood. )

I just don't want you to get into trouble with anyone else.

[ awww. katherine presses her lips together in a touched smile. ]

Are you that worried about me?

[ that's cute, stefan. she reaches out to brush her hands against his biceps. she still feels an undercurrent of jealousy, but that's easily thwarted by how gooey she feels on the inside. ]

You know I worry about you.

( he's pretty sure he's said that time and time again. he smiles at her. )

Still can't believe you got that mad.

Well!

[ she turns on her foot abruptly and enters the house, knowing that he'll follow her. she doesn't particularly want to stand outside here all day talking about how he's not mad and how she's no longer as insanely jealous as she was before. ]

She was looking at you! I didn't like it. [ she keeps her back to him so he can't make fun of any of her indignant expressions. ] Something had to be done.

You're so cute.

( and jealous and possessive. he laughs and steps up closer to her, trying to pull her back against him. )

Let's try and not do that again, though. I don't want someone coming looking for you to lock you up.

[ she lets him pull her back to him, but not without a haughty upward tilt to her chin. she will defend her very rational actions and he will accept them! ]

No one's going to lock me up.

[ considering all the shit that happens here, she doubts there's any true police force like the cat force from deerington.

turning into him, she rests her cheek against his chest. ]

And if they did, you'd break me out. You can't live without me.

Is that right?

( he laughs because she surely does think highly of herself, doesn't she? )

And what, you can live without me?

Yes.

[ she nods against his chest before resting her chin against him to peer up at him. ]

I can. I did it for… [ she holds out her fingers as though she's going to math. ] however many long years. [ all she knows is it's in the hundreds. ] I can do it again.

But do you want to?

( because he thinks that answer will be different. )

[ she sighs quietly and presses her lips together as she regards him as though he's exasperating. and he is. he's not meant to ruin her pretending! ]

No. You've grown on me like a tick.

Well, at least you didn't say like a leech.

( he laughs though. he knows what she means. )

Ew. As if I'd ever kill someone over a leech.

[ did she just say the k-word? oh, well. she hugs him to her in an attempt to distract him from that little confirmation and slides her hands down to grope his ass. she feels much better now. ]

( she can hug him all she wants but he'd heard that and he laughs because, well, of course. )

You can't do anything halfway, can you?

Why would I do that? That just sounds like a waste of effort.

[ you either go all in or go home! there's no half-assing in katerina petrova's world! ]

Besides. [ she ensures to tuck her face into his chest so he can't see her and perhaps can't hear her muffled voice. ] It shows how much I love you.

Let's wait a little awhile before you show me how you love me with another death.

( space those out and all. )

Wouldn't want anyone getting suspicious.

[ boo.

katherine sighs as if put out by this. ] Fine.

[ with her hands still on his ass, she leans back so she can peer up at him with a furrowed brow. ]

You're really not mad? You feel no urge to give me a self-righteous speech about good behaviour and how I should value other lives, blah blah blah?

I'm not mad. I'm...surprised but I'm not bad.

( he should be but...well, no, he just can't be. he laughs quietly. )

No, I don't want to speechify you. You'd just roll your eyes at me anyway.

I like rolling my eyes at you.

[ she smiles up at him. ]

I must be a very powerful influence if the great Stefan Salvatore doesn't feel the need to... [ she frowns playfully. ] What was it that you said again? "Speechify" me.

Or maybe I'm just smart and know that you won't listen even if I did speechify you.

( or she'd listen but ultimately just wave it away. )

Besides, what's done is done, right?

Very done.

[ and probably very dead. oops. but considering stefan doesn't seem upset by it… she squeezes his ass and remains peering up at him with a smile. she gives him a pleased once-over. ]

I like this version of you. Still the right amount of uptight, but nice and relaxed.

What, you haven't liked other versions of me?

( he's gonna try and not think about the dead neighbor. )

This is the perfect setting?

[ at his first question, she shakes her head and scrunches her nose up as though she's tasted a lemon. granted, stefan at his most innocent was still enjoyable. put any version of stefan in front of her, even that very unlikeable ripper side of him, and she'll still foolishly love him. ]

Absolutely perfect setting. You and I are here.

[ hence, perfect. ]

Hm. Isn't perfect boring?

( he's almost positive she had to be the one to say that to him once before. )

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