Polyamorous

                                    

                                          
Your relationship with the Mikaelson's was difficult to say the least, it had started at a party in New Orleans when Klaus, Elijah and Kol had all seen you at the same moment. Each brother finding you desirable in their own way, so they came to an agreement, you would choose and if you couldn't all three would be yours.
                          
There had never been a problem before but now you found yourself hurrying through the back alleys of the witch territory in search of answers. You'd been feeling off for days now, unable to place the feeling, you headed to the doctor who had no answers which was why you were now heading to the witches.
                          
"(Y/N)?" Sophie Deveraux asked as you approached the arranged meeting place.
                          
"Yes, You're Sophie right?" You asked nervously. Sophie nodded and beckoned you to a room within a tomb. "I brought blood like you asked, there's some from each Mikaelson." You handed over three handkerchiefs and lay where Sophie pointed.
                          
"When you asked for help we had never imagined it would be with something like this." Sophie declared as another witch hurried in the room and their spell began.
                          
It was silent for some time and suddenly both witches drew back from you, eyeing you with suspicion and a little fear. You swallowed nervously as you waited for them to explain what was going on but Sophie hurriedly gripped your arm, leading you to the edge of the grave yard, refusing to stop and talk to anyone.
                          
"You're carrying the child of a Mikaelson, the witches will want to use you, good luck I guess." Sophie smiled apologetically and you nodded your head gratefully.
                          
"Thank you, you didn't have to do this." You say softly.
                          


                          
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Kol grinned as he flopped down on your bed, running his fingertips up and down your arms, trying to engage you in playful conversation. You didn't notice when he froze and glared at you as he heard a faint thumping noise and vanished to fetch Klaus and Elijah.
                          
"(Y/N) come here a sec." Kol hummed as he scooped you up and set you on your feet just in front of his brothers. "Listen to her."
                          
Your eyes widened as Klaus tilted his head and glanced to Elijah as if to confirm what they had heard. You began to explain where you'd been that morning and what the witches had told you.
                          
"Come on (Y/N) do you really think we'd believe that?" Kol hummed as if he found the whole ordeal rather amusing.
                          
"Witches lie and for all we know this is your way of hiding another relationship." Klaus snapped bitterly as he shook his head.
                          
"The witches may well be telling the truth but it's highly unlikely." Elijah muttered. You looked at Klaus hoping that he'd believe you but he simply turned and walked out of the room.
                          
You pushed Kol out of your room, only managing to move he because the tears streaming down your cheeks was worrying him, Elijah followed and both flinched when you slammed and locked the door.
                          


                          
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Kol was the first to talk to you again, he could never really handle being without you for more than a few days, he chose to ignore the predicament you found yourself and indulged you in playful mischief instead.
                          
Elijah and Klaus had both vanished, Kol promised they'd be back at some point but you couldn't help but feel heartbroken, even when Kol had you on your feet dancing with him, your heart wasn't in it.
                          
"Will you smile, there back." Kol hummed as you were pressed to his chest. Sure enough the front door opened and both brother could be heard talking as they headed towards your room, Elijah smiled and kissed you softly before letting you go back to Kol, Klaus however chose to glare at you from the door way.
                          
"The witches still think it's one of ours and they even have a good idea as to which Mikaelson it is." Elijah said quietly to Kol who nodded and sat down on the end of your bed.
                          
Klaus sighed and crossed the room and hugged you tightly, his hand sliding over your stomach, as he looked down on you.
                          
"I'm sorry for what I said." He muttered to you.
                          
All three Mikaelsons' spend the rest of the day trying to make it up to you, you knew they weren't entirely convinced that the witches were telling the truth, but they wanted you to be happy so for now they put the subject aside as they helped you cook dinner.