A/N: This book is a collection of drabbles written for requests on tumblr. All the drabbles were requested by people for me to write. If you'd like to request a drabble, you need to ask me on my tumblr, which is damnbamon.
Request: First Kiss
You'd think after running crazy through the woods, bleeding, and trying to prevent someone from killing you, while they held a stake to your chest, and growled at you, you'd be completely off of them in every way possible.
Any normal person would avoid the culprit at all costs, even after they gained their sanity back, and went through the trouble of trying to save them from an evil ancient soul sucking bitch…
Well, Damon isn't exactly normal; doing the average and expected was not his thing, and that certainly wasn't about to change. Bonnie Bennett would not be able to shake him even if she literally shook him. Which had happened a few times. Hands on the shoulders, full on, "You're crazy!" shake.
So, four months after the whole ordeal, the monster gone, Enzo's death having slowly settled into the slightly dusty sunset that was their life, Damon was there. They were all there. Stefan, Caroline, Alaric, the twins, Matt, Tyler. For the first time in a long time, they had nothing to worry about.
As Damon looked across the clearing at Bonnie, the snow falling in blankets from the night sky as the crescent moon shone brightly down, he knew he was supposed to be there… Maybe he could've given some huge speech, about love, life, happiness - that's what he would normally do. But all Damon needed was a little nod, and smile from his brother to motivate him to shove his hands into his jean pockets and head over to Bonnie.
"Merry Christmas." he said with a low chuckle, and the brown skinned woman turned her fluffy hat covered head to look at him. Her lips pulled up at the corners.
"Since when do you like Christmas?" Bonnie teased, turning around to face him, the rest of their little family scattered around the snowy field in the middle of no-where to watch the falling stars.
"Since right now." Damon smiled at her, and for a few seconds they just looked at each other with happy eyes, and snow piling in their hair, on their noses, and coats.
He didn't need to say anything, else, he didn't have anything else to say, he was content just looking at her beautiful face, and taking a step forward. Placing a gloved finger on her cheek, he watched her smile grow. When Damon leaned down, Bonnie leaned up, and all in a second their lips pressed together, warm, melting together perfectly.
It wasn't a long kiss, and it wasn't so intense that it would knock your socks off, but it was just long enough for them to close their eyes, feel the breeze brush against their skin, and wonder why they hadn't done this sooner.
When the kiss broke, their lips clung to each others a little, like they didn't want to be apart, and Bonnie looked at him, her face flushing slightly.
"Merry Christmas, Damon."
