Best Friends in Quotation Marks (but originally "Best Friends" but you can't have quotation marks in your title lol)

The Date

"You said we'd be done an hour ago!"

The edge in Bonnie's voice could be heard all the way down the hallway of the dormitories. She walked as fast and as hard as her legs could carry her back to her room with Damon close behind, matching her pace effortlessly.

The two were lucky that no one ever seemed to be roaming the halls; then they would have to explain the rips and tears in Bonnie's Whitmore pullover and Damon's leather jacket, shirt, and jeans. Even worse, the blood splattered on the both of them and dried against healed wounds.

"I said maybe it'd take an hour. No one asked you to get thrown out of a window."

"And no one asked you to catch me. You let him get away and now I don't have time to shower."

Bonnie hastily opened the door to the room and walked inside, leaving Damon to close the door behind him. She swiped a wet wipe from its container and scrubbed the blood off of her face as she kicked off her shoes and started pulling clothes out of her drawers and onto her bed.

"You're mad when I don't save your life. You're mad when I do. Choose one, Bonnie, it can't be both."

Bonnie scoffed and rolled her eyes. She tossed the bloodied wet wipe away and grabbed another one, glared at Damon accusingly, and then grabbed the whole box and a fresh bra and panties before heading behind the changing screen.

"Maybe you should just start telling me when the appropriate time to save your life is. That'd be really helpful," he called over. He peeled off his ruined jacket, grimacing in pain when he finally felt the damage taking the brunt of Bonnie's fall had caused.

"My right shoulder's dislocated," he said. He dropped the jacket to the floor and took a seat on the edge of Elena's- no, his- bed.

Bonnie sighed, "I'll come set it in a second."

Damon unbuttoned his top and let it fall to the floor just as Bonnie emerged, clean as she could be and wearing only her lingerie.

Damon ducked his head out of respect, but not before catching an eyeful of her lacy undergarments that barely covered her chest and rump, her flat stomach, and her smooth legs. She settled behind him to study the large, purple bruise on his back. Her fingertips brushed against his skin lightly, feeling his muscles, tracing his bones all the way down his arm until she grasped his wrist.

She slowly lifted his arm. "Ready?"

"Do it."

She snapped his arm up and his shoulder reset with an audible pop. Damon grunted in pain but the bruise already began to yellow.

"Thanks," he said, rolling his arm.

"Small price to pay for you saving my life, right?" Bonnie headed back to her bed and pulled on a navy blue, spaghetti strap dress. The chiffon hugged her torso comfortable before fanning out and stopping midway to her knees. She plopped down on the trunk at the edge of her bed and began to slip on a pair of over-the-knee socks.

Damon watched Bonnie inch the material up her calves and past her knee from the corner of his eye. She uncrossed her legs, then recrossed them with her left leg on top to put on her other sock.

"Why are you in such a rush anyways?" he asked her.

"I'm meeting someone."

"Who?"

She slid her feet into a pair of heeled boots. "…Enzo."

"Enzo who's currently conspiring with my loony bin mother, Enzo?"

"Enzo who's currently debating which side to choose Enzo, actually." She put on a cardigan that touched the back of her knees.

"So, what, you're going to flip him with the power of seduction?" He snorted loudly.

Bonnie slapped him over the head on the way to the mirror to dab on some makeup. "Don't you have something better to be doing?" She paused. "Wait this is you we're talking about."

"Ha ha. Very funny." He stood up and met Bonnie at the mirror. "What makes you think you have what it takes to be playing double agent? What if this is a trap?"

Bonnie quickly put on some mascara and slapped on a layer of lip stain. "I think I've had enough experience with double crossers to be one. And its not a trap."

"How do you know?"

Bonnie let out a loud, annoyed puff of air and turned to Damon. "Because if it is he's going to die tonight. He knows that. And we all know Enzo prefers the living world. Mkay?" She patted his right shoulder with a bit of force, making him hiss in pain.

"I'm hoping our recent hunting trip for his "adopted brother" won't be a topic of conversation."

She gave him a dubious smile. A knock came from the door and she pushed past him to open it.

"Evening gorgeous. I decided I couldn't just wait." Enzo held out a red rose to Bonnie.

She looked at him, unimpressed. "How romantic," she said dryly. "But this isn't a date-"

"Isn't it though?"

She ignored him, "-and I don't want a rose." But she accepted it anyways.

"Then I'll take it." Damon's hand covered Bonnie's to push the door all the way open and snatch the rose from Bonnie's right hand. "Since its not a date." He offered Enzo a fake smile that was not reciprocated.

"Right…" Bonnie said. She wiggled away from the pissing contest to grab her purse.

Enzo looked Damon's half naked, bloodied appearance up and down. "What happened to you?"

"Got into a fight with a bear."

"Alright, we're out of here," Bonnie said, swooping in between the two. She gently jabbed Damon in the center of his chest. "Don't wait up."

"Wasn't planning to," Damon lied.

She breezed out the door and past Enzo. "Don't worry, mate," Enzo said. "I'll take good care of her." He winked and pushed off the doorway to catch up to Bonnie.

Damon sneered at them as they walked away. They turned the corner away from his prying eyes so he cut his losses and slammed the door shut.

Hello dear, dear readers! Against everything I told myself I'm starting a new fic based off of season 7 spoilers and if I find myself writing longer than expected then also based off of new episodes. I hope not though. I want this to be a quick, multishot fic.

And if I stick with my decisions...it'll be my last. Meaning...my other fics will go unfinished. I'm so sorry! But I'm super busy and sheesh those fics are nowhere near being finished and I just don't think I have it in me to finish.

So please forgive my negligence and abandonment! And please enjoy this story!

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