Chapter 1. Damon and Jeremy
Do you ever do that thing where you know that what you're about to do is an awful idea and will get you into trouble, but you still do it? Jeremy Gilbert was having one of those moments as he walked out of school. He knew for a fact that his school would realize he was gone, and he knew that when they did, they would call his house. And he knew that Damon would be the one to answer at said house and would be pissed when he found out Jeremy had skipped again.
He'd specifically told Jeremy just last week that if he found out Jeremy skipped class again, he would kick his ass into next week. Although Damon was always threatening to kick his ass into next week, so the threat had lost some of its effect by now.
But, even with the knowledge that his new guardian would kill him when he found out, Jeremy still went with the pretty stoner girl, who reminded him so much of Vicky. He went with her to a common area for drugs in the woods.
Damon had become Jeremy's guardian when Elena had left for college. Damon had claimed it was because he didn't need any social service agent sticking their nose in Mystic Falls business, but Jeremy had always (secretly of course) thought that Damon had taken him in because he actually gave a damn about Jeremy.
After a few months of legal guardianship, Damon had approached Jeremy with the idea of adoption. Jeremy had naturally been shocked, and assumed it was a joke. Damon showed him the adoption papers, saying all he had to do was sign and Jeremy was his for real. That was one of the first instances Jeremy could remember of him initiating a hug between himself and Damon. Damon usually initiated them, seeing as how Jeremy could get a little self conscious with that sort of thing.
The fact that he knew Damon gave a damn about him and would make his life hell if he found out Jeremy had even looked at drugs again was the reason Jeremy wasn't going to take anything while at the Stoner Circle in the woods. His physical wellbeing meant too much to him.
Anyway, Jeremy and this girl, (Margaret? Mary? He couldn't really remember) went out to the woods instead of to geometry class. They met up with a bunch of other people who Jeremy recognized from his days in drugs.
They'd been there for about a half an hour when the girl (her name was Marcy, Jeremy had heard her friend call her that) came over to Jeremy and pulled out a joint. She lit it up and grinned slyly, much like the Cheshire Cat.
"So, Salvatore," Marcy began. She'd been calling him Salvatore all day. Jeremy assumed she was saying it to make fun of him. Damon was notorious in Mystic Falls as a rich and influential man. She must have found it amusing that Jeremy had been adopted by him. Jeremy still found it a bit amusing at times.
"So, Salvatore, care to take a hit? I hear you used to be great with this sort of thing." Marcy said, leaning over Jeremy, joint pinched between her fingers and her entire body in his face.
Jeremy gulped as a reflex. "Uh, well, I would, but, um... Damon, my uh, guardian, he's going to be home and he'll know." Jeremy stuttered, attempting to explain the situation.
Marcy cackled at this. "Ooh, poor baby, daddy would be really mad at you, wouldn't he?" Marcy teased in a baby voice. Jeremy could feel his face heating up.
He reached up and snatched the joint out of her hands, bringing it to his lips and taking a long drag. "Happy?" He snapped at her, releasing the smoke from his lungs.
"I'm thrilled, daddy's boy." Marcy said, sitting on his lap as he continued taking drag after drag. Jeremy grinned, and began to feel a little light headed from all the smoking. He decided to lighten up on it a bit, or else he would be completely stoned by the time he got home.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Could it be a disobedient son, doing the one thing he knows will infuriate his father?" Jeremy heard Damon's voice behind him. The teen felt his stomach turn to lead when he heard Damon's mocking tone. Anyone who didn't know him would think he was making a joke and wasn't that upset, but Jeremy could hear the underlying disappointment and anger.
"Dad?" Jeremy stuttered, turning around, Marcy still on his lap and watching the scene with great interest. Jeremy only ever called Damon 'dad' when he was in trouble, upset, or really tired.
Damon crooked a finger in his direction, a smirk still on his face. "C'mere my wayward ward." Damon ordered. Jeremy made haste to stand up, nearly dropping Marcy in the process. He did drop the joint. When Jeremy got within arms reach of Damon, the man took his upper arm in a firm grasp and pulled him close, so that Jeremy was nearly pressed to his side. "Say goodbye to your friend." Damon said, before leading Jeremy out of the woods by his upper arm.
Neither Jeremy nor Damon said anything on the way home. Damon had apparently walked here, so they were going to have to walk back to the Salvatore Mansion that they lived in. Jeremy had to hand it to Damon; the man was plenty pissed off, but he hadn't embarrassed Jeremy in front of Marcy like the boy had been afraid he would.
"So, young man, you want to explain what the hell was going through your head today?" Damon asked once they had arrived at and were inside the house. Jeremy winced. Damon's friendly and light tone had vanished entirely, along with his smirk. Left in their place was the expression of a pissed off father who was about to give his son a real talking to.
"Dad, I'm sorry, okay? I shouldn't have skipped school or smoked that joint." Jeremy said placatingly, deciding that was his best way of getting off light. Damon scoffed.
"You're not sorry yet, but you will be. Now, I want you're naughty little bottom up in your room, with your nose in the corner." Jeremy turned bright red at that.
"Dad, I'm not standing in the corner. That's ridiculous." He whined. Damon had made him stand in the corner only a few times. That time he yelled at Elena and made her cry and the time he got suspended.
Damon stepped into Jeremy's personal space, leaning in so their faces were only inches apart. "Little boy, I am not in the mood to deal with this right now. Go. Upstairs. Right. Now." Damon all but growled at his child. Jeremy practically whimpered and ran upstairs to his room. He went to the corner and sniffled slightly.
Damon sighed and ran a hand over his face. He hated having to discipline Jeremy. Despite common belief, he really did love his child. He didn't want to see him in pain.
Damon stood up and went upstairs a few minutes later. He went into Jeremy's room and crossed his arms, watching the teenage boy stand in the corner. Jeremy didn't turn around when he heard his dad come into the room.
"Come here, kiddo." Damon said, as Jeremy turned around. Jeremy walked over to Damon and gave him an innocent look, trying to appear as small and adorable as possible, to appear to the man's protective side. Damon scoffed and pulled Jeremy close to him, looking him in the eye and inspecting him. Jeremy squirmed under his scrutinizing gaze.
"So, buddy, why don't you tell me what you were thinking today." Damon said, his false sweet voice back. Jeremy bit his lip and shrugged.
"I dunno." Jeremy mumbled. Damon's eyes narrowed noticeably.
"Fine. We can do this another way." Damon ground out, looking irritated once again. He led his son over to the bed and pulled him quickly across his lap. He pinned the child down with his hand on the boy's lower back.
"Daaaddd, I'm too old for this." Jeremy whined, trying to get free. Damon's response to his struggles was a swat.
"You'll be too old when you turn eighteen." Damon informed the fifteen year old. Jeremy resisted the urge to roll his eyes, knowing Damon would somehow know that he did.
"I'm a vampire. I'm never going to be eighteen." Jeremy grumbled. Damon smirked slightly.
Jeremy had succeeded in turning himself into a vampire after he met this pretty young vampire, who had agreed to turn him. That had been the first time Damon had given Jeremy a trip over his knee.
"Exactly." He said, before starting to rain down swats on Jeremy's jean clad bottom. Jeremy groaned, but didn't say anything else.
After a minute Damon paused his assault on the kid and said, "What did you do to deserve this, Jeremy?" Jeremy's mind was all foggy from a combination of the pot and spanks.
"I-uh... Skipped school." He finally exclaimed. "And I smoked pot." Jeremy said after Damon had swatted him as a sign to continue.
"That's right. And you knew both those things were wrong. You knew that you would end up here." With that, Damon reached under Jeremy and pulled down his jeans, much to the boy's embarrassment.
"Daddy, please. I'm sorry." Jeremy pleaded. "I won't-ow-do it-ahh-again." Jeremy said in between swats. Damon nodded.
"Good boy, I'm glad to hear it. This is just a little incentive for you to behave." Damon said, moving his swats to the sensitive under curve of Jeremy's bottom, where he knew the boy would feel it the worst. Jeremy howled and burst into tears, lying limp over Damon's lap.
Damon stopped after that and rubbed Jeremy's lower back soothingly. "Hush, little one, it's all over. It's okay, baby boy." Damon said softly, picking Jeremy up and hugging the kid to his chest. "I got you. Daddy's got you." Damon said, rubbing a hand through Jeremy's hair and rocking him gently. Jeremy clutched at Damon's shirt, still crying.
"I'm sorry daddy. I'm so sorry." Jeremy sobbed. Damon kissed Jeremy's head.
"It's over, monkey." He said, using his pet name for Jeremy. "You're forgiven." Damon said, picking Jeremy up and putting him in bed.
"Will you stay?" Jeremy asked, his voice small and nervous. Damon smiled softly and nodded.
"Of course, buddy." Damon said, lying down next to Jeremy on top of the covers. He stroked Jeremy's hair until he fell asleep. "I love you, kiddo." Damon said quietly.
"Love you too." Was Jeremy's sleepy reply.
AN: Thanks for reading and I hope you review! I'd love to take some suggestions for some one shots in this. They would have to be a male pairing. This is just because I suck at writing female characters. I always make them either annoying or nothing like themselves. NO SLASH OR RELATIONSHIPS WILL BE ACCEPTED DESPITE HOW MUCH I MAY SHIP THEM AS WELL. Also has to be in the following fandoms: TVD/Originals, Teen Wolf, Marvel, Sherlock, Suits, Graceland, Merlin, Doctor Who, Arrow, Supernatural, and Star Trek. Thanks for all your help!