OH MY GOD. I was a little-alright, let's not lie, REALLY-disappointed with episode 3x07-Ghost World. I thought we would have, OH I DON'T KNOW, ONE SCENE CONTAINING BOTH DAMON AND ELENA. But no, all hope vanished. SO, I'm writing this. What better happen in 3x08, just so I can have a reason for watching all the S/E crap-we've had three seasons of them being boring, could we maybe have some excitement? Sorry, I'm just frustrated. . .

Elena walked into the Grill, it seemed busier than normal, more excited. Damon was sitting at the bar and she hurried over to him, scared to look around her and see the familiar faces of the towns people. Elena sat down next to him, staring at him. "Well, hello Elena," a clearly drunk Damon, mumbled. Elena ignored that.
"What's going on?"
"Not sure, I just know there's alcohol, so I'm here." Elena laughed and shook her head. A girl shouted beside them and jumped on the bar table, dancing. "This'll be good," Damon noted. Elena rolled her eyes as another girl she didn't know jumped on the table.
"Come on!" they shouted to Damon, probably noticing he was the only hot guy in the Grill right now. Damon eyed Elena's dissatisfied expression, and hopped up on the table.
"Damon!" Elena squealed. Damon started dancing with the girls, keeping his eyes on Elena. Elena looked. . .mad-jealous maybe? Damon pulled away from the girls who could've been professional pole dancers, and held out his hand to Elena. Elena gave the other girls an icy glare before returning her gaze to Damon.
Elena took his hand and he pulled her up next to him. She fell into his chest at the quick, impossible to catch movement. "Careful," Damon whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
"What am I supposed to do?"
"What, you've never been to a club? Dance!" The entire bar and Grill was shouting and drinking.
"I'm only eighteen," Elena reminded him.
"So?" Damon asked, holding her hands in his and pulling them to his chest in a tight embrace. "Do something! Move!" Elena stood perfectly still in front of Damon. He spun her around so her back was tight against his chest. "Dance," he whispered in her ear. "Let loose, have fun." Elena shivered-Damon defiantly noticed, but didn't comment on it. Elena spun around to face Damon, still in his embrace. In their own way, they were tangled together, swaying to the music. It was enough that people weren't shouting for them to get down for not doing anything.
Elena was staring into Damon's eyes, too intently for the situation. "You want me to do something?" she whispered. Damon nodded, smirking. So Elena did the only thing she could think of. She planted a soft kiss, right on that smirk. In front of basically the whole town.
Some of the girls in the nearby audience grumbled something neither Elena or Damon really understood; they were lost in their own world. Elena hopped off the table, freeing herself from Damon's warm arms. "I'll see you. . .later?" Elena murmured, grabbing her bag and hurrying out, her face flushing red. Damon just nodded, standing perfectly still, while the girls around him danced and shouted.
"Huh," he whispered, hopping down from the table, going to find her.
Elena.
That was just a short one-shot, just some D/Eness. I hope you enjoyed! Please review ;)