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A/N: This is my first fanfic story ever, so rate and review please.
"Good morning, Sleepyhead."
Bonnie Bennett slowly opened her eyes, automatically smiling at the sound of her boyfriend's voice.
"Good morning… how long have you been up?"
"About an hour."
She let a small giggle escape her throat, a sound that never ceased to make Damon Salvatore's heart stop, at least, metaphorically. "Doing what?"
"Looking at you," he said in all seriousness, smiling down at her, his beautiful blue eyes bright with love. Bonnie leaned up and kissed his lips softly, letting his arms wrap lazily around her torso as she rolled over towards him.
As they parted, Bonnie yawned in pleasure at the day ahead of them. It was a cool September Sunday, and she had nothing to do all day but be with Damon. She could vaguely hear Stefan's deep tenor from down the hall. Elena must be up too.
Bonnie's decision to move some of her stuff to the old Salvatore boardinghouse was seeming to look like a better and better decision every day. Of course, she had to stay home on the rare occasions her dad was actually home, but any other time, she was here, with Damon.
"Are you hungry? C'mon, I'll make you some breakfast," Damon said, getting out of the bed. The cool air chilled her as he lifted the blanket up, causing her to wrap herself up in the comforter. Damon smirked at Bonnie as he quickly threw on some black sweats, no shirt; she always hogged the blanket.
"Okay, I'm coming," she said, smiling, still wrapped up in the blanket, nothing but a white tee and underwear under.
As they walked into the hallway, they saw Stefan and Elena coming down the hall, almost perfect mirror images of them; Stefan in a pair of gray sweat pants and Elena wrapped up in what must've been Stefan's comforter. It instantly reminded Bonnie of the sleepovers that the girls often had in their younger years, and it made her happy to know that, through everything, some things still hadn't changed. They must've been thinking the same thing, she thought as Elena smiled up at them, Stefan's arm snaked across her shoulders.
"Hey," Elena rasped, giving Bonnie a knowing look; it wasn't hard to guess what the couples had been doing the night before.
"Morning," Bonnie smiled.
"Feels familiar, doesn't it?" So she had been thinking the same thing I had, Bonnie smirked to herself.
"Yeah, remember when we'd get up, too tired from staying up watching Leonardo DiCaprio movies all night?" Bonnie laughed as she followed Damon towards the stairs, Elena and Stefan in tow.
"Yeah, but then we'd always get this sudden burst of energy when the radio came on…" Elena looked at Bonnie with a devilish grin that she returned, both girls turning to look at their boyfriends.
Damon turned to Stefan with a confused look on his face, but before either brother could say anything, the two girls tossed off their blankets with some newfound vigor and raced down the stairs towards the living room. Elena quickly ran to the stereo, Britney Spears' 'You Drive Me Crazy' suddenly filling the mansion.
The two beauties began dancing crazily, grabbing the first things they saw and turning them into makeshift microphones. Bonnie and Elena hopped around the living room, singing out loud, not even caring about how horrible they sounded. Sometimes they danced with each other, other times they'd hop up on the couches and dance all by themselves.
Upstairs, the Salvatore brothers watched the two girls over the balcony in confusion, having never saw such a carefree side of their girlfriends. Stefan looked over at Damon with an amused look on his face, and was met with his brother's trademark smirk. Damon gave him a look, as if to say Why not? and smiled as he jumped over the side of the banister, joining the girls on the floor. Stefan broke into a grin, joining the trio half a second later.
Damon grabbed Bonnie around the waist, turning her around as she snaked her arms around his shoulders, the two embracing in a kiss. Bonnie hopped on Damon, her legs wrapped around his hips as he danced around, their laughter heard even over the music. Bonnie looked over and saw that Elena had jumped on Stefan's back, and was sitting on his shoulders, wiggling around with her eyes clothes, singing at the top of her lungs.
Damon took her hand, the other around her waist to hold her in place, and rocked them back and forth to the beat of the music, lip synching. Bonnie was surprised he knew the words, and let him know so with a playful quirk of her eyebrow. "Britney?"
"There's a lot you don't know about me, little witch," he replied mysteriously, with a smile. "But don't worry, we have plenty of time for you to find out," he added with a wink, as he brought her head down for another kiss.
"Elena, I can't see!" The couple looked over to see that Elena had leaned over Stefan to kiss him, her long hair fanning out around his head so that he couldn't see anything but her. Elena giggled and hopped off his shoulders with an agility only being a vampire could bring. With that, Bonnie jumped off Damon and the two girls began dancing around again.
Finally, the song ended, and as the music ceased in its final crescendo, the girls flopped down on the two couches they had been dancing on, chests heaving up and down; Elena's from habit and Bonnie's from genuinely being out of breath. Bonnie glanced over at Elena, and Elena looked back, the two bursting into fits of giggles. For a second in time, they were just two best friends without a care in the world again, their boyfriends all but forgotten.
Suddenly, Bonnie looked down at herself and instantly turned a deep shade of scarlet. In their fun, they had forgotten that they had been covered with blankets for a reason; Bonnie had on nothing but her bikini underwear and a T shirt, no bra underneath. Elena had on the even less, her shirt being just a spaghetti strap tank top and a pair of boyshorts. But instead of being embarrassed, Elena giggled even harder, quickly making Bonnie forget all about her embarrassment.
The moment over, Elena got up and grabbed Bonnie's hand as they made their way back towards the staircase, playfully pushing past their confused, but admittedly amused boyfriends. They got to the top of the landing and picked up their respective comforters, the guys right behind them. As Bonnie began to cover herself with the blanket, Damon came behind her and lifted her to him. "I don't know why you're even bothering to cover up…" he said naughtily, as he pressed his lips to hers greedily. He carried her into the their room, and before she could nudge the door closed behind them, she heard Elena's voice giggling low down the hall. "Stefan…"
