This is the first time I wrote something in English, so please be kind :)
It's just a one shot of what I think it happened after the Delena bed scene in 3x08 ended. Enjoy.
"Can I tell you the rest tomorrow?", Elena whispered with her eyes closed. So adorable in her sleepy state, he felt his dead heart melt, and hurt with her perfection.
"Sure", Damon replied, whispering too.
He wanted to stroke her face, like he did months ago in a moment of weakness. When his love for Katherine was taking the best of him; eating him alive. His love for Elena was doing the same; it was torturing him. But it was a good hurt. At least now he knew she was worth it.
Elena sighed, and moved closer to Damon, hugging his arm like she used to do with her teddy bear, now on Damon's legs.
Damon tried to move away from her touch, not because he wanted to, but by instinct. She wasn't his to touch, much less to sleep with.
He was trying to move his arm away from her hug without waking her. He couldn't. And he wasn't making any effort either.
That's when he knew he would stay, and sleep with her. It was kind of weird for him; sleep with someone with all the clothes on. But that was the beauty of Elena.
He didn't had other choice either. It was stay with her or go back to his empty house, a house he no longer recognize, he no longer called home. Elena was his home now.
Finally, he was brave enough to stroke her face. Her skin was soft and warm. He came closer and placed his lips on her forehead, giving a soft and long kiss.
"Damon…", Elena whispered, when he was still kissing her. He immediately moved away from her, scared that she was awake and that she had felt him.
But she wasn't. Damon looked at her and she was completely calm, in her dream world.
He smirked. So she used to dream about him after all.
Damon kissed her again, then he let his forehead touch hers and closed his eyes. That's how he wanted to fall asleep.
He just hoped he would be long gone before she woke up.