Night Patterns
A Damon/Elena Fanfic
Damon had seen more than his fair share of sleeping women.
Some snored, some snorted. Some hogged the bed, some slept perched on the edge of the mattress, inches from falling off. There were the toss and turners and those that stayed in the same position till morning. A few were heavy breathers while others slept so silently, you'd think they were dead.
There had been one who had talked in her sleep (something about chocolate sprinkles and elephants) and another whom he'd found wandering the halls after hours only to have no memory of it the next morning.
And then there was the girl next to him who had added a new category to his list of sleep behaviors.
Elena had dozed off on the bed next to him a short while ago. The dark haired Gilbert wasn't nearly as feisty asleep as she was awake...in fact, she was almost angelic now.
Damon huffed a laugh. They'd likely be back to fighting like cats and dogs as soon as she woke up.
However, observing her had given him one new insight: Elena Gilbert hummed in her sleep.
Not show tunes or pop songs mind you, but 2-4 purred notes. Always when she changed position and always descending in scale. He found it completely hypnotic...and entrancing.
As if hearing his thoughts, Elena shifts so she is once again facing him on the sheets. Her lips part slightly, the steady murmur floating idly in the air. "Hmm hmm hmmmm."
He swallows thickly as she rubs her cheek against the pillow, a lengthy sigh following the action. Eyelashes fluttering, she remains asleep.
He cautiously scoots further down. It can't hurt to rest his eyes for a bit.
And he grins when she shuffles closer with a hum.