A/N: Damon taking care of Elena while Stefan is out of town. I don't own anything.
''You tried to push me in front of a fucking bus!'' Damon slammed the door shut and followed Elena into the Salvatore Boarding House.
''Because it was raining!'', Elena said while taking off her soaking wet coat. ''What? Are you kidding me?'' Elena crossed her arms over her chest. ''It's not like you would actually die.''
She sighed. ''Plus, I'm starving. Anything to eat other than blood?''
Damon huffed and walked over to pour himself a glass of Scotch. ''It's a matter of principle, young lady. So, after trying to kill me you want me to get you something to eat? What a psycho you are.'' The brunette rolled her eyes. ''But I wasn't trying to k-''
Damon stopped her with a wave of his hand. ''There's probably some food in the kitchen.'' Elena raised her eyebrows. ''Duh. Thank you so much'', she said, walking down the hall towards the kitchen. ''Genius!''
When Damon entered the kitchen Elena crouched in front of their fridge, making irritated sounds while rummaging around the fridge. ''I just found some sausages that are 4 years out of date.'' She gave him a taunting look. ''That. Is. Fucking. Gross.''
Damon shrugged. ''Stefan shoul'dve bought something. Tstststs. Not even capable of taking care of his girlfriend's health.''
She studied the label of a yoghurt. ''Oh, stop it. He's out of town, taking care of some serious business.'' She threw the yoghurt in the bin next to her. ''And it wasn't my idea to have you take care of me. Three days of Hell.''
The vampire yawned. ''Oh, spare me. Did you find anything yet?''
''Nah. Guess I'll just order in a pizza.''
''Bye!'' Elena shut the door and walked into the living-room to slump onto the sofa next to damon. ''Mmmh. Tuna, I love it.'' Damon sipped at his Scotch. ''Thanks for ordering something for me too.''
''Juft go feed on a poor girl or somefing'', Elena muttered while chewing on her pizza. ''Is that an offer?''
She slapped his arm. ''Shut up, butthead.''
The vampire laughed in disbelief. ''Did you just call me butthead? Feisty, I like it.'' Elena was just about to slap his arm again as her telephone rang. ''Oh my God, it's Stefan!''
Damon rolled his eyed. ''Oh my God, it's sweet Stefan ...''
''Stefan! Where are you? Is everything alright?'' She smiled while listening. ''Okay, yeah, he's a dumbass. Right, I love you too. Bye!''
''I feel like vomiting.'' Damon made gagging sounds. ''Oh, you're just jealous, Damon.''
''Yep, I'd love to make out with my brother. He's just such a cutie!''