I was really feeling like reading some Delena fluff, but nothing was satisfying me, so I wrote some of my own. This is just a one-shot. Hope you enjoy
The Perfect Space
Elena rolled her eyes as she put her hair in a ponytail, eyeing Damon as he got out of the shower through the reflection of the mirror. "Would it kill you to put a towel on?" Elena muttered, pretending not to be impressed. "Yes." Damon smirked, kissing her cheek and strolling into the bedroom to get dressed. Elena followed him, sitting on the bed watching him as he pulled a black t -shirt over his chest. "You like what you see?" Damon asked, not turning around to give her his classic smirk.
"Hm, I think you've been skimping out on working out lately." Elena said, cocking an eyebrow up. "Hey, be nice." Damon snapped, his tone changing to annoyed. He pulled on a pair of dark wash jeans and moved over to where Elena was on the bed, tugging on her ponytail gently.
"I'll show you a work out." Damon smirked, staring into her eyes as he pushed her back into the pillows. "Damon…" Elena protested as he gently kissed her lips, holding her as close as he could. Things had finally looked up for him since Elena became a vampire. She loved him, and he loved her, and nothing was going to change that…ever. "Yes Elena?" Damon smiled sweetly, kissing her neck. "I told Bonnie I'd meet her at noon!" Elena laughed, softly pushing on his shoulders, as if she didn't really want him to stop.
Damon glanced at the clock. 11:45. "I'll tell her you over slept." Damon chuckled, returning to Elena's lips. "She won't believe you, and you know it." Elena whispered as Damon left a trail of kisses around her lips. "This may be news to you Elena, but I don't care." Damon said, pulling her deeper into their embrace. He saw Elena roll her eyes (again), but before he could go back to kissing her, Elena had disappeared from beneath him.
"Nice try Damon." Elena giggled from behind him. Damon hated a few things about Elena being a vampire, she wasn't as easy to catch. Damon pouted a little, holding his arms out to her as if she was his mother. "Please?" he asked, getting off the bed and moving towards her. "Oh no, you aren't going to pout with me." Elena giggled, running out of the room. Before Damon could run after her, she shouted a quick "see you later!" and was out the door. Damon ran a hand through his hair, disappointed he couldn't waste away the morning with Elena.
Damon always worried when Elena left. He was worried Stefan would come back with Klaus and Caroline and her feelings would change all over again. He worried she wouldn't come back. He worried someone would her hurt. He worried too much, at least according to Elena. But he had to give her space, he couldn't be as controlling as he wanted to be. Damon had learned to appreciate the time he already got to spend with her. For now, he just had to put up with sharing her with Jeremy and Bonnie. And thankfully, they spent enough time by themselves that Damon could harbor Elena inside for as long as he wanted.
The hours passed slower than death. Damon sometimes didn't know what to do with himself when Elena was gone. She was his pride and joy, and it was incredibly difficult to find something to distract himself with while Elena was out.
Yet, not soon enough, Elena returned. Damon, like a dog that's been trapped inside all day, was at Elena's side in less than half a second. "Well hello." Elena smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "And how was your afternoon?" Damon smiled as he kissed her cheek. "Very nice. Bonnie's doing really well, so is Jeremy." Elena said, throwing her bag on the floor and wrapping her arms around Damon's neck. "Was Jeremy there?" Damon asked, really wishing they could skip the small talk. "No, he was at work. Speaking of…" Elena said, pursing her lips. "Elena, I'm tired of talking about this." Damon groaned, pulling away from her.
Elena was convinced he needed more purpose, something she classified as a job. Yet Damon had told her countless times that he had plenty of money to go around and it would be completely pointless to be working as a cashier at the local McDonalds. "I'm fine Elena." Damon said, his eyes growing dark, feeling suddenly more pissed off than he usually was.
"Did you eat today?" Elena asked, immediately catching on to his mood swing. He always got cranky when he didn't eat, such typical vampire-boy behavior.
Damon rolled his eyes, "I don't want to eat right now." He said stroking his finger along the side of her waist. "Well I didn't eat either." Elena said, ignoring his fairly obvious hint about what he really wanted to eat. Elena pulled away from Damon and walked downstairs to the freezer. Damon reluctantly followed her and caught the blood bag she tossed at him. "Eat up" she said, opening the bag and sauntering back upstairs. Damon rolled the bag over in his hand and followed her back up the stairs.
"We should go somewhere tonight." Elena said, glancing over to him as he set the bag on the table by the couch. "Where to?" Damon asked, suddenly disinterested. It had been such a long time since no drama had happened that all he wanted to do was keep Elena is bed and stay there for a couple of years. After a long time of having no feelings except for Katherine, it was nice to have someone to be in love with who loved you back, and he wanted to cherish it with no interruptions from his baby brother or any original vampires.
"Damon, eat." Elena said, eyeing the bag he was ignoring. "Fine." Damon snapped, angrily grabbing the bag and drinking it before Elena could protest with him anymore.
After a few moments of silence Elena suddenly turned to look at Damon. "Let's go to my lake house!" Elena exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. "Damon you haven't been there yet! It's so wonderful! And it's the fall, so everything is really colorful…" Damon smiled as she practically bounced on the couch, rambling about her lake house. "Alright, I'll pack up this time." Damon said as he got up, feeling surprisingly much more calm.
Damon reached over, casually picking up Elena's hand and kissing it. "Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by Mystic Falls. So many memories you know?" Elena said, breathing in the cool fall air coming in from the windows. "We could move." Damon suggested lightly, secretly praying she would love the idea.
"I don't know." Elena responded too quickly for Damon's liking. "Jeremy…" she continued before Damon cut her off. "He's a big boy. And he has Bonnie and all her witchy powers to take care of him." "Yeah okay." Elena responded, turning her attention back to the window. Damon had learned not to push the major decisions when it came to Elena. He still didn't enjoy giving her the power to do whatever she thought was right, and he certainly wasn't going to ruin an opportunity to go away with her and explore the world.
Damon smiled as he thought about taking Elena to all his favorite places. There was that café in middle of Rome he was sure she would love, and Elena couldn't possible deny seeing museums in France and seeing the Australian opera house. Sure it would take time, but he didn't have any problem with that.
Damon continued to fanaticize about taking Elena all over the world until they pulled up to a quaint lake house nestled perfectly in the woods. "We're here!" Elena giggled, jumping out of the car, the keys jingling after her.
"Don't get too excited." Damon teased, easing out of the car, following her up the steps. Damon slowed his steps as he approached the house, a thought occurring to him. "Will I be able to get in?"
"Probably. Mom and Dad left half of the house to me and half to Jeremy, so maybe only half of you will be able to come in." Elena smiled, unlocking the door and stepping inside. Damon approached the door with caution, hesitantly putting a foot inside. To his surprise, nothing happened.
Damon walked into the house, still feeling like an invader for some reason. "It's been os long since I've been here!" Elena said turning on the lights. "I forget how much I like it here, so many great memories…"
"Oh…" Damon breathed, suddenly realizing why he felt so guilty for being inside. "What is it?" Elena asked, putting a hand on his arm.
"Nothing." Damon said, putting on a fake smile hoping it would reassure her. "Damon…" Elena groaned, hating it when Damon was ambiguous about his feelings. He was horrible at covering up his emotions.
"Trust me, there's nothing wrong about you being here." Elena said, reading him like a book. "Just because Stefan and I…" Elena trailed off, pausing. "It's no big deal. That's the past." she smiled, "and this is now." Elena wrapped her arms around Damon's neck, pulling him closer, placing a kiss on his lips. "And now…" Elena giggled, pulling Damon towards her old bedroom. Damon immediately relaxed, placing his hands on Elena's waist as they both fell on the bed, tangled in each other's embrace.
As the sun rose, cool air fell through the window, rustling the sheets softly. A chilly fall morning nestled itself over the lake house, sunlight falling on top of Damon and Elena. Both awake, Damon played with Elena's hair as she drew small patterns on Damon's chest. Elena moved closer to Damon, feeling the bite of the morning air. Damon placed a warm kiss on her cold cheek. "Good morning."