A/N: Hi, guys! So, since I've been horrible at updating lately, this is my apology - all the drabbles I've written lately when I had the spare time. All of them are centered around Daroline, though some are sad and some are happy. They're all at least one hundred words, though some are more, but I still classify them as drabbles. I hope you enjoy them, and please believe that there will be several chapters, usually with two a chapter.
wrap my arms around you and snap every bone in your back – Summer Camp, "I Want You"
She's crushed to his chest and she forgets why she ever didn't want this. His breath, hot on her neck; lips, firm on skin; touch, fierce on her body; tongue, tracing designs into her shoulder where he once sank teeth into frail flesh.
Now, she's strong enough to return what's taken. She crushes fingers, snaps teeth with kisses, cracks his spine once with aggressive embraces—he tells her to be gentler ("I know we're vampires but try to act human").
You don't understand, she thinks numbly. You're the one that made me this way.
She loves (hates, hurts) him harder.
almost forgot the pins in my heart – Meg Hutchinson, "Leonids"
He finds the picture from that old Founder's Party. She's dolled up—not in the yellow dress he hated, because she was always doing everything for him and his compelling eyes—and he looks like he doesn't care.
(At the time, he didn't.)
It scares him, how little he cared then and how much he does now. How much he's wrapped around her finger…but now, she's gone.
He keeps the photo in his pocket during the funeral (hers) and tries to forget how he was the one who broke her heart—not the other way around, right?
(His chest hurts.)
A/N: Yeah, so I ended on a sad note. Sorry. The next chapter will be up soon- there are tons of these from the last few months! Please tell me what you think.