Hello! To all my author alertees, I am so sorry to bombard you with star wars fics this past week ;) I doubt any of you have read RepCom :) Sooo, here is a Bamon fic for you! I'm not so sure if I like it that much, but you should read now I guess :)
It was a beautiful evening, sun setting between the trees and the lake like a mirror. As the sun filtered through the trees and it descended, the rays of lights left dancing shadows in the cool breeze that gently swayed the trees, so gentle as not even to lift the cascade of red hair on Bonnie's shoulders as she took in the picturesque setting. It was stunning, but it didn't compare to the dark, handsome figure that lay with his head on her lap. She smiled down at Damon, her fingers tenderly running through his hair, and he smiled that beautiful smile that made her heart flip right back at her. He was hers. She had the great Damon Salvatore.
They were both on an old, red and white chequered picnic blanket that Bonnie had found in her parents car and to her side was a mahogany wicker basket now empty of its delicious contents. It had been one of the best evenings of her life. She was so glad Damon had enjoyed it as much as she had. Ever since she was little, she'd loved to have a picnic and watch the sun set but when she had him with her, it was so much better.
"I love you, cara," Damon said and Bonnie's attention focused on him as a crimson blush flooded her cheeks.
"I love you too, Damon," she replied, her heart singing with joy as it always did when he said that to her.
Damon sat up and pulled her onto his lap, his arms encircling her waist as he held her to his chest. Bonnie looked up at him and he couldn't resist her parted, pink lips; he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. Bonnie poured her heart into the kiss, transferring all the love she held for him. She wasn't sure he knew how much she loved him. Bonnie could feel his return of love in their kiss. It wasn't hurried or hard, just sweet and delectable and full of the love they had for each other.
Bonnie slept peacefully, a smile on her face as the dream went on in her mind. It was her own world, one where Damon loved her and happily ever afters existed.
In the silence of the Boarding House, Damon was in the armchair, an empty glass of whiskey on the side table. No sound of movement came from him as he slept and the image of the object of his desires in his mind. Bonnie McCullough. He felt he was fighting a losing battle, a saccharine girl like Bonnie would never love a monster like him, and she deserved better as it was. But that couldn't stop his dreams. He slept much more now, just so he could be in a world where Bonnie was his.
She was laughing, a light noise that made him smile as he dabbed a dollop of whipped cream on her nose as well. They'd been eating éclairs and Damon, for all his egotism, had managed to get a spot of whipped cream on the tip of his nose.
"Hey!" Bonnie protested, and tried to lick it off her nose, looking almost comical as she went cross-eyed trying to get it off without having to put the éclair down.
"Here, love," he said, and leaned over and gently kissed it away. He smiled as she blushed and gently caressed her cheek. Bonnie quickly darted up and licked the cream off his nose as well before ducking her head and blushing violently. She had no idea how adorable she was. He tilted her head back up and smiled.
"Don't hide your pretty face," he told her and she blushed even more but smiled at the compliment.
"I love you, Damon, I always will," Bonnie said.
Damon couldn't help the pride he felt. Happiness flowed through his veins and flooded his heart. "I love you, too, Bonnie," he told her, and she smiled brightly and munched the rest of her éclair quickly before flinging herself into his arms. Damon smiled and he lifted her onto the kitchen counter so she was at his height before he kissed her. It started off gentle and then became fierce and passionate; a writhing surge that overtook them held them both in its grasp.
Both Bonnie and Damon's dreams began to fade and as Bonnie whimpered, Damon growled at the loss of their love. Then the magic started to happen as Bonnie reached out desperately for Damon and their sleep entwined and became one. A dream that both Bonnie and Damon were in, a dream they'd both remember.
Small waves crashed upon the shore, dragging the occasional pebble back with them, the sun high in the sky. The silky water was turquoise blue and just begging to be caressed and the long stretch of white sand was untouched by all creatures.
Bonnie skipped along the shore, the water gently embracing her ankles as she spun in circles. She felt so free and so light, like she could just drift on the winds, and an untroubled giggle escaped her lips.
"Cara…" whispered a faraway, familiar voice. Bonnie paused and she looked around desperately, hoping to see him.
"Damon?" She called hopefully, letting the water swish around her feet as she waited with anticipation for him to reply to her.
Strong arms encircled her from behind and she found her back pressed against a firm chest. "I'm here, my love," he whispered in her ear, and Bonnie sighed in relief. She turned in his arms and looked up at him with her bright, doe eyes. A joyous smile appeared on her face and Damon grinned back at her.
"You love me?" Bonnie said, her nose wrinkling in confusion. This dream felt different. It felt real, but that was impossible; all she knew was that in this dream they weren't already together.
"With all my heart," Damon assured her, fearful of her doubt.
"I love you, too," Bonnie said, her eyes glittering with happy tears. She'd never been so affected before. It was as if he really meant it, that this wasn't just a fairytale.
Damon gave her his charming smile and Bonnie's heart melted. How she wished this was true. "I'm glad, so, so glad," he murmured, and rested his chin on her head. And there they stood, sun falling on them and the gentle whisper of the waves the only sound. They remained there for some time; minutes that passed seemed like hours in their sleep. Both of them took comfort in each other's presence, and Bonnie had never felt so safe, warm and loved.
Damon smiled into her hair. "You're beautiful, Bonnie," he told her. He could practically feel the heat radiate from her cheeks as she blushed. She looked at him, glowing at the compliment and snuggled closer into his arms.
The dream faded and both Bonnie and Damon jumped awake at the same time.
Damon sighed. "Oh..." He murmured to himself. He was alone, no Bonnie to hold and kiss. He was an idiot to think he would be anything other than alone.
Meanwhile, Bonnie was hugging her pillow and trying to get back into the dream. She had started to prefer her dreams to real life. She didn't have to see Damon and hide her feelings for him.
As if in sync, they both got up and steadily got dressed for another day. It wasn't planned, but after leaving their respective home, they both headed into town to the same small coffee shop.
Damon saw Bonnie as they approached and his heart leapt. He hurried to catch up with her.
"Bonnie!" He called as he came up behind her, and he mentally kicked himself for sounding so hopeful and desperate.
Bonnie spun around, and she blushed for a second before giving him a bright smile. "Damon. Hi," she said, sounding breathless.
"Hi... Are you alright?" He asked for lack of anything else. He had so much he wanted to say and so much he couldn't and it broke his heart.
"I'm alright, how about you?" Bonnie said. No, I'm in love with you
"Yeah, I'm good," Damon said out loud but added in his head, I dreamt about you last night...
"Want a coffee?" Bonnie said. It was amazing, the beach was stunning and the feeling of your arms was the safest I've ever felt.
"I'd love one," he replied, opening the door for her. You said you loved me, I love you, I wish I could tell you.
Bonnie went inside the cafe and up to the counter. "I'll have a caramel latte." She said. Damon, I love you, please, let my dreams come true.
Damon ordered his own coffee and paid for them both. I need you, your touch and your love, or I'm going to go mental.
Bonnie went to protest but didn't, and took her drink over to a table at the back. Why can't you just hold me? Protect me?
Damon sat down opposite her and resisted the urge to take her hand. "It's been quiet recently, no threats or attacks," he said, making conversation. I just want to kiss you. I'll protect you and hold you in my arms. I'm begging you.
Bonnie nodded. "I feel as if something big is planning something." And I want to be in your arms if it does.
He smiled. "We'll defeat it, we always do." And I want to do is defeat it for you and make you proud.
She smiled back. "You're so confident." Why can't I just admit that I love him? She already knew the answer. Because if he laughs, you'll be in pieces and nobody will be able to fix you.
Damon chuckled. "I know." But not confident enough to just come out and say it. I. Love. You. Bonnie. It's just so hard to say it out loud.
Bonnie sipped her coffee. "I'd like to be confident." Just enough to say I love you.
Damon smiled. "You have no reason not to be." But please don't be enough to attract another guy's attention.
Bonnie blushed – and Damon held back a happy smile, the want to caress the blush that made her ever more beautiful. "I... I..." She stammered. You wouldn't want a shy kid like me, I wish I was the girl of your dreams.
Damon laughed softly. "You're so..." He cut himself off. He'd been about to say beautiful. Bonnie sat up slightly, curious to what he was about to say. "Um... Err... Never mind." He said his eyes wide as he'd been caught off guard.
Bonnie frowned. He'd looked so vulnerable for a second, and she wanted to know what he thought of her. "Oh... Okay then." She said with a sad smile.
Damon almost blurted it out right there and then. She looked sad and it was his fault. I love you! He screamed mentally at her. Never change. You're beautiful and kind and sweet and I want you so bad it hurts.
The silence between them became somewhat awkward, both of them dying to admit their love but scared of rejection. In the end, the price they'd pay if they spoke what their heart wanted them too and they were shot down would be far too high. Dreams were cheap. They were safe and personal. Neither would pay the price of unrequited love they thought they had.
Bonnie finished her coffee quickly, gulping it down. "I have to go," she said hurriedly.
Damon's expression for a second was so disappointed and heart-wrenching that Bonnie almost stayed, but she shook it off. "Oh... I'll, see you soon?" Damon asked, unable to hide the hope in his voice.
"Yeah, I'll be at the boarding house this evening," Bonnie promised. She wasn't going to go, but he sounded so hopeful, she couldn't deny him.
"I'll be there," Damon said and forced a smile. Bonnie smiled back and she almost ran out of the shop. She had nowhere to go, but she couldn't be in there with that silence. She had almost said it out of nervousness, said that she loved him. Then he would have laughed in her face and she would have been so embarrassed.
Damon stared at Bonnie's empty seat with the same feeling of emptiness in his heart. He'd had the chance to say something then. He could have called her beautiful, or adorable, or even lovable, but no. She'd probably thought that he was going to insult her. He sighed. He'd work up the courage to tell her someday...
Okay, so your opinion? I hope you liked it! And I know... Not a happy ending :( So - because I hate unhappy endings - if you want, I can turn this into a two-shot and have they confess their love? :) Let me know what you think of that, and this ficlet!
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- Rhiannon xxx