Rarely Seen…

Author: Arwens-light

Rating: K+

Author's Note: TVD One shot (Carolina-Klaus aka Klaroline)

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I respect Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson

I rarely saw him be gentle. But he was with his art and he was with me. He carefully approached each, as if he was scared we would both vanish into thin air if he made any sudden movements. He would brush his fingers softly over the stretched canvas, as he would my hand, in a gentle caress. His touch lit my skin on fire and when his fingers left my hand, I ached for his touch again. The others didn't understand, couldn't comprehend my feelings for him. He was a monster, they said. How could I possibly feel something more than hatred for him? But weren't we all? Hadn't we all taken someone's life? A sister, a father, a friend? We were all monsters. But regardless of our sins… even the lowliest sinner needs someone to love him too…