Defiant. Stubborn. Selfless to a fault. Hard slaps and nights in the rain. Deep resentment and earned respect. The person who sees the best in him. And she's seen the worst, outside of Stefan. A person he's hurt irrevocably and saved more times than he can count. They fought their way back to one another only to be ripped apart by Kai Parker.
But there'll be a time to kick himself for messing up one too many times, for denying their connection, for saying they're toxic to one another.
They've been through hell and back.
He approaches her, quickly, moving past a bare ass, ready to pull her to him, to kiss her, but he hesitates, knowing he hadn't remembered anything. He doesn't want to alarm her. Slowly, he moves closer, hands finding her shoulders and pulling her into him, deciding then and there he will never go. Yes, eventually he has to. It's seconds later as he scrunches his eyes closed when he knows he can't just stand here all day.
He slowly leans back, his hand moving to her cheek, into her hair, the picture of in her personal space. ]
You're Elena Gilbert. You're the love of my life. And, I know that that's not what you might want to hear after waking up from some freak accident you and everyone else here happened to be in -- [ He's getting carried away. He brings his hands down, as well as his intensity. Or, he tries, anyway. ] Names are usually a safe bet. Not yours, usually, but, you always manage to defy the odds. It's Damon, Damon Salvatore. Does that name mean anything to you? [ A beat. ] What about Jeremy?
[ When he'd awoken, he knew one name. His brother's. Maybe that's the MO here. Family can be remembered. Hopefully not what he once did to her family in a fit. Not that he'd remembered his more colorful acts. Just that he'd been a vampire.
He doesn't catch her change in tone. He won't be looking for it. She's been through trauma (an accident, he doesn't buy, but trauma is trauma and her voice shows it). He doesn't blame her voice from being lower, having a different bite to it. ]
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Defiant. Stubborn. Selfless to a fault. Hard slaps and nights in the rain. Deep resentment and earned respect. The person who sees the best in him. And she's seen the worst, outside of Stefan. A person he's hurt irrevocably and saved more times than he can count. They fought their way back to one another only to be ripped apart by Kai Parker.
But there'll be a time to kick himself for messing up one too many times, for denying their connection, for saying they're toxic to one another.
They've been through hell and back.
He approaches her, quickly, moving past a bare ass, ready to pull her to him, to kiss her, but he hesitates, knowing he hadn't remembered anything. He doesn't want to alarm her. Slowly, he moves closer, hands finding her shoulders and pulling her into him, deciding then and there he will never go. Yes, eventually he has to. It's seconds later as he scrunches his eyes closed when he knows he can't just stand here all day.
He slowly leans back, his hand moving to her cheek, into her hair, the picture of in her personal space. ]
You're Elena Gilbert. You're the love of my life. And, I know that that's not what you might want to hear after waking up from some freak accident you and everyone else here happened to be in -- [ He's getting carried away. He brings his hands down, as well as his intensity. Or, he tries, anyway. ] Names are usually a safe bet. Not yours, usually, but, you always manage to defy the odds. It's Damon, Damon Salvatore. Does that name mean anything to you? [ A beat. ] What about Jeremy?
[ When he'd awoken, he knew one name. His brother's. Maybe that's the MO here. Family can be remembered. Hopefully not what he once did to her family in a fit. Not that he'd remembered his more colorful acts. Just that he'd been a vampire.
He doesn't catch her change in tone. He won't be looking for it. She's been through trauma (an accident, he doesn't buy, but trauma is trauma and her voice shows it). He doesn't blame her voice from being lower, having a different bite to it. ]