WEEKLY THEME WORD CHALLENGE ( 23.4.13. – 30.4.13. )
Title: A CHOCOLATE KISS
Type: Two-part
Category: Vampire Diaries
Theme word: CHOCOLATE
Pairing: Damon, Alaric, Stefan, Caroline
Genre: Romance
Rating: M
Chapters: 1/2
Status: Complete
Year: 2013
Size: 22 KB
Summary: Damon could see Alaric was in a bad mood and he wanted to do something for him. This is a SLASH story so if you don't like, don't read. Also includes how Stefan and Caroline found out Damon and Alaric are together. WRITTEN FOR THE WEEKLY THEME WORD CHALLENGE.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Vampire Diaries. Sadly.
AN/ This is my second story for this week theme word challenge. Hope you'll like it and please review. WARNING: this is a SLASH story, so if you're not into it, don't read. Sex scenes included. The characters are a bit OOC, but not much. Hope you don't mind.
Alaric was having a bad day. Scratch that, he was having a bad week. Even since his undead wife returned to Mystic Falls, once again starting trouble, in the, usually, peaceful town.
Of course, Katherine was behind it all. What purpose, neither Damon nor he knew. Bur they doubled their forces to keep Elena and the rest of the town folks safe.
He didn't loved her anymore. Now, looking back, he wasn't sure he ever loved her. He was sure he never felt for her what he was feeling now. Now, his feelings were consuming. He felt alive for the first time in his life.
Never, in a million years, would he thought, upon arriving in this town, he would find love. That was far from his mind.
He came here to find out what happened to his wife, to find the vampire who killed her. And he found him. And more. Isobel, his wife was now also a vampire, by her own choice. And Damon, the vampire who turned her become his friend, his lover, his love.
Everything started when they joined forces to save Elena from Katherine few months ago. They were fighting few loose vampires and afterwards went for a drink to a local and the only bar in Mystic Falls. Soon, that became their routine. They would meet at the bar and drank their sorrow away. Somehow, during that time, they became friends. He found out a lot about Damon, that he isn't what everybody seemed to believe he was. He could, somehow, see past that monster mask he always wore. He was smart, well educated, sometimes even warm and caring person. He no longer saw him as a murderous vengeful vampire. No, Damon was a man who stood firmly on the ground. And above all, he was honest. He remembered the day they first kissed and slept together.
BEGINNING OF THE FLASHBACK
The first time they kissed was inevitable. He was drowning his sorrow after finding out his wife never loved him, never wanted to be with him. He was only a means to an end for her to leave her parents. If he wasn't dating her back then, she would've easily picked another sucker. Unfortunately, the sucker was him. Even though he didn't love her, it hurt to know he was used. Five years lost…
Suddenly, he felt a presence on the chair next to him, and he looked at who it was. Of course, it was Damon. He groaned inwardly thinking that the vampire would start tormenting him or add salt to the fresh wound. He didn't have the strength dealing with that. However, he found himself surprised, and a bit worried, since Damon didn't even said a word. He just kept ordering shot after shot. And he knew what that meant. He must have had a fight with his brother. Over Elena.
After a tenth shot, Damon noticed Alaric was watching him. Without asking, he signaled for another round for both of them.
"What's wrong?" Alaric sighed.
"What made you think anything is wrong?" Damon asked back.
"Well, you're drinking more than usual, and I can tell you're in awful mood. And when you're like that, you usually do something stupid."
"You think you know me?" Damon looked at Alaric, and the teacher could see the pain in the vampire eyes. "But you don't! No one knows who I really am. And everybody thinks the worst of me!"
"You had a fight with Stefan." Alaric stated, and after Damon raised his glass as in to salute him, he continued. "Over Elena. And I suppose he was referring over what Isobel said."
"You're so smart tonight, teacher!" Damon snickered. "His exact words were 'history will not repeat itself.'"
"I see. And what do you think?" Alaric asked.
"I think, if we want this conversation, we'll have to move to another place, since the bar is about to close. And, I'm not nearly as drunk to talk about feelings."
Alaric thought about what Damon said. He didn't want him doing something stupid, and knowing Damon...well, nothing was certain. The one thing he knew for sure, was that the last thing Damon needed right now, was being alone. He needed a friend.
If Alaric was honest with himself, he would also admit that he needed a friend too. And that tonight he didn't want to be alone as well. So, he went with his instinct.
"Come. Let's go."
"Where?" Damon asked, momentarily forgetting Alaric was there.
"You said it yourself. The bar is about to close and I'm not leaving you alone."
"So where are we going exactly? This is the only bar in Mystic Falls as far as I know. Or did another mystically appeared?" Damon asked sarcastically, following Alaric and holding three bottles of Bourbon he bought before they left.
"My place." Alaric answered simply.
"What?" Damon stopped walking. His hearing was off, because there was no way he just heard Alaric say they were going to his place.
Alaric turned around and looked at the shocked vampire. He managed to surprise him. Part of him was dancing with glee, and the other part was asking was he out of his mind.
"Look, I've told you, I'm not leaving you alone. So, you have three options. One, you can stay here looking like a fool. Two, you can go to the Boarding House and have another fight with Stefan. Or three, you can come with me. So, what will it be?"
"I'm coming with you." Damon sighed. He didn't like the first two options. "But, I'm driving so give me the keys. Out of two of us, I have better reflexes."
Alaric gave him the keys, rolling his eyes. Ten minutes later, they were in front of Alaric's door.
"Come in, Damon." Alaric said, entering his apartment.
Damon entered and looked around. The place was big, enough for a small family. But mostly, it felt like home. Something Boarding House didn't have. The kitchen was separated by a glass wall from the dining room.
He took a peek into the bathroom, it wasn't big, but it was classic. The last room was closed and he assumed it was the bedroom. The next room he entered was the living room. And it was obviously the heart of the apartment. In one corner was a desk with laptop on it, and lots of papers. 'Probably school work.' Damon thought. TV and other accessories filed the rest of that side. On the other, was a big bookshelf filled with books. He took a look at the titles and noticed he had most of the books himself. But what he loved the most was the enormous sofa in the center of the room. It was clearly a dominant part. In front was a small coffee table. He was still carrying the bottles he bought, and he put them down, then sat on the sofa.
While Damon was looking around, Alaric was looking at him. He seemed calm, but... He was more concerned about this strange feeling he suddenly got. Why did he felt Damon belonged here? Brushing the thought away he took two glasses and joined the vampire on the sofa.
They drank first two shots in silence, then Damon spoke.