Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the characters of The Vampire Diaries. It's merely used here as a fan fiction.
Warning: Contains spanking. Don't like, don't read.
I don't care
Groaning as the sun shone on his face, Stefan didn't have to open his eyes to know that it was his brother's doings. Sadly enough, his relationship with his brother had become as such that Stefan would blame Damon for everything that goes wrong in his life and Damon would blame Stefan for everything wrong in his life. "Wakey wakey baby boy" Damon mocked, as he opened the curtain furthermore. "Go away" Stefan groaned. "Now, isn't that what you used to do when you were just a little kid" Damon chuckled, "Come on, up you get. You have school and I need to talk to you" Damon said, leaving Stefan to get up.
Glaring at his brother's back, Stefan got up and took a look at the alarm clock. It was quite late already and if Damon hadn't come to wake him up then Stefan would have missed school. So, partly, he was thankful to Damon. Not that he will tell him now. Walking downstairs after a quick shower, Stefan found Damon standing by the kitchen counter with a glass of blood in his hands and another on the breakfast table. "Breakfast for you, baby bro" Damon snickered, "it's animal. Don't worry." "Why are you being so caring?" Stefan asked, sniffing the blood and making sure it was actually animal's. "I'm not being caring. I'm just…" Damon trailed off, "let it be. I have something important to tell you." Stefan raised an eyebrow looking warily at his brother.
"There are a few vampire hunters around the town. We have news that they might be around the grills tonight. Tell your friends to stay away from there. And mainly you stay away from there. I mean it, Stefan" Damon warned, "These people are dangerous. I think they are after me. And if it's true, then you're a possible target. So you stay away from the grills, got me?" "Why would they attack me if they are after you?" Stefan asked. "They think I care" Damon huffed. "And you don't" Stefan sighed sadly. "Obviously" Damon hissed, "stay away from the grills." He warned again, before making his way out, leaving Stefan to his thoughts.
Stefan wasn't one to get in trouble willingly but he was also a magnet for troubles. Though he never means to get in trouble, he attracts trouble easily. He had meant to get back home quietly after school when Jeremy proposed to go to the grills. Stefan had refused but Jeremy was insisting a lot and when Elena asked him to come, Stefan couldn't refuse. He didn't feel it right to ignore Damon's warnings but it's not like Damon cared, right? So why should he care? Ignoring the little nagging feeling down his dead heart, Stefan followed Elena, Jeremy and the gang to the grills, time to time, reminding his heart that it was already dead and shouldn't be bothering him.
Stefan thought he could watch over himself and the lot. After all, vampires don't get drunk. He wouldn't be drunk so he would be able to watch out for any danger except that after countless shots with Jeremy, Stefan could feel himself getting lightheaded. He hadn't even thought of what could happen if Damon reached here. Besides Damon doesn't care, right? Except that fifteen minutes later, he doubted his own thoughts when a hand rested on his shoulder. "Hadn't I told you not to come here?" Damon growled in Stefan's ears. "Damon?" Stefan whispered, turning back to see Damon glaring at him. "Damon, what's wrong?" Elena asked. "Are you sober enough to drive them home?" Damon asked, pulling Stefan by his arm. "Yeah, I…" Elena trailed off. "You get your brother and the rest home. And be safe" Damon said, before pushing Stefan in the car and driving off without a second look to Elena and the rest.
Stefan wisely stayed quiet throughout the whole ride. He had tried talking at first but Damon had growled at Stefan to shut up. Damon needed some time to calm down. He had been very scared when he came home and didn't see Stefan there. It didn't take long for him to know that Stefan was at the grills after he had told him not to. But now that he had gotten Stefan back, his feelings had turn into anger now. That idiot had disobeyed him after he specifically told him not to go to the grills. Reaching home, he grabbed Stefan and pulled him inside quickly.
"Let go. Let me go." Stefan whined. "Stay still." Damon warned. Sitting on the couch, he pulled Stefan to stand in front of him and started unbuckling his brother's jeans. "What are you doing?" Stefan gasped. "What do you think I am doing?" Damon asked, as he pulled Stefan over his lap. Laying two smacks at the backside in front of him, Damon started spanking his little brother. "You can't spank me" Stefan squeaked. "Why is that? I told you not to go to the grills since there are hunters around and you disobeyed me? So, why shouldn't I spank you?" Damon asked. "Because you don't care" Stefan tried. "Yeah, I don't. Do you know how scared I was when I got home to see no one here? I thought the hunters would get to you." Damon said, putting some more force in the swats as he pulled Stefan's boxers down too. "Damon, don't…" Stefan cried, "Please, I'm sorry." Damon tipped Stefan forward pepping his backside with a dozen of smacks again before stopping.
Stefan hadn't even realized that Damon had ended the spanking. Pulling his baby brother to his chest, Damon rocked him in his arms. "Alright, hush now. I got you, baby brother." Damon comforted his brother. "I'm sorry." Stefan sobbed, trying to get his tears under control. "I know. Next time, please do as I say. What would I have done if the hunters had gotten you?" Damon asked. "I thought you didn't care" Stefan pouted. "I don't" Damon smirked but at the little sniffle he got in return, Damon felt his dead heart melt, "Of course, I care. You're my little brother. But please Stef, you got to stay out of trouble okay." Damon asked. Stefan nodded and squeaked when he felt Damon lift him in his arms. "What are you doing?" Stefan asked. "Getting you to bed" Damon sighed, letting Stefan crawl in his bed. "And I thought you don't care" Stefan snickered. "I don't care" Damon huffed, but settled in bed next to Stefan.
He needed to feel his brother next to him. He had been too scared earlier. "You tell anyone that I care and I'll kill you" Damon warned. "As long as you don't tell anyone that you spanked me" Stefan mumbled sleepily as he snuggled up to Damon. "Deal" Damon agreed, patting Stefan's back as the boy let sleep claim him. Tonight his big brother will watch over him because unlike what he says, Damon cares about Stefan.
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