Life have been going fairly good in this last month, no big bag vampires trying to kill me, no emotionless bitches coming after my boyfriend, yeah, life was back on its rails. Thinking about it, no it wasn't, our "normal" path was full of death and sacrifices, so life was pretty unormal, and i couldn't complain about it. Me and damon were finally happy. Stefan had left, wanted to tour the word, go to Japan, Malasia and all those places, and i just wanted him to be happy. What's even better? He left the whole boarding house just for me and Damon.
I open the door, arriving home after spending the day with caroline. " Hun, i'm home" i yell as soon as i step into our house. Our house. My heart still fluters whenever i thing of that. "Hi i'm in the kitchen" he shouts back, and i hear a sniff sound. I walk to the kitchen, seeing the tv turned on some random movie, Marley & Me i guess. I take a step to the side and sees Damon shirtless, with a knife in hand, slicing something. Now i'm turned on. I walk towards him and give him a quick kiss on his cheek, and lean back on the sink to watch him. I hear another sniff sound and look at his face. His eyes are red and a tear is threatening to fall. He looks at the tv to try to cover it and it clicks. He is crying because of the movie. Damon freaking Salvatore is crying because of a sad dog movie.
" Awn, you are crying" i say with amusement, touching his face gently. "No, I'm not " he answers defensively, turning away roughly and wiping his nose with his wrist. "Yes you are." He grabs my face. " I'm Damon Salvatore, Elena, an ex- psychopath. I don't cry, much less about movies." "Just admit it Damon" " Admit what? There is nothing to admit." "Gosh!" I say getting frustrated by his stubbornness. "Just admit that behind this whole 'i'm a big bad psychopath' facade, you are a big ball of mush" i near shout, poking his chest angrily. " No i'm not" He says calmly smirking. " Why were you crying then?" "I was slicing onions, they make my eyes teary." i sight " You suck at making excuses" he grabs my shoulders and look deep into my eyes. I'd think he was compelling me if I wasn't a vampire too. "Elena, I wasn't crying because of a movie, it's you who needs to admit it." I get angry, and step back from him. He can be so condescending its infuriating. " It's Marley & Me Damon. Everyone in existence cried watching it. Why do you act like you are incapable of any emotion?"
Fuck. I see his face going red. "I'M NOT CAPABLE OF ANY EMOTIONS?" He screams " Then what is my love for you? Then what is having my heart almost run from my chest whenever i see you, or hear your voice, then what were all those secret touches and whispered promises worth of?" Oh. My face falls. I hug him, squeezing him to me so strongly that it hurts. " I'm sorry, Im sorry. I love you know that. And i know you love me too, even more than i deserve." " its me who don't deserve you" he says too low, not intended for me to hear. I hug him even tighter. He pulls away and kisses me with all the love he can, the way he does every time we fight. " You were crying because of the movie " i whisper in his lips, needing to have the last word. He kisses his way down my neck and behind my ear. "Maybe i was" He says it like its his biggest secret. "But it was mostly the onions thought." I smile and kiss him. He pulls me closer, our whole bodies touching. His lips travel to my collar bone and my neck. i touch his chest hungrily and star kissing down his abs. he pulls me up so i'm sitting on the sink, and i wrap my legs around him. His hand grip my hips a little tighter as he vamp speeds us to our room. " What about the food" i say, my lips still on him."We can eat later" He answers breathlessly before taking of my top, and kissing me again.