It's The Way We Love
I'm warning you that this chapter contains undertones of Delena. I know I have at least two readers who don't like them, so sorry guys, but trust me, it was necessary for this one. And for those of you who also like Delena: enjoy! :)
So, this one is dedicated to East Coast Captain, because he wanted to see one where Delena walks in on Steferine. I actually decided to combine it with another little oneshot (this one obviously). I already had the greatest part of this story written when he told me his request and so I decided to add his request to it; it's the very last part. Hope you enjoy it! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Advice
Timeline: Set in the future, post Klaus fiasco
Rating: M (yes, that's right, this one is naughtier than the previous ones ;) :D
The wedding of Elena Gilbert and Damon Salvatore takes place on a sunny, beautiful day in the spring of 2014.
It's been three years now since they defeated Klaus, two since Elena was turned, and about half a year since Elena officially chose the older Salvatore brother and they got engaged. Stefan could say he was bitter about that, he could say he was heartbroken and betrayed, but that would be a lie. He didn't mind, really. Somewhere inside of him, he always knew it was inevitable. And he got used to that fact after the whole Klaus fiasco.
People died. Good friends. Bonnie. Alaric. It was not pretty. It was bloody.
After that, some stupid love triangle, some power struggle between him and his brother barely seemed important anymore. After the horrors they - he - witnessed, Elena barely seemed important anymore.
He could never go back to the way he was before he became Klaus' ripper. He could never fully go back to the animal diet. He was damaged, beyond recovery, broken from all he's seen, and so he withdrawn from Elena, all the while unconsciously pushing her towards Damon. They started a secret affair - but it was never actually a secret - and although it had taken her a while, when Damon proposed to her she finally admitted the truth to Stefan and broke it off with him. By that time, he was long over her.
So here he is now, on May 22nd, on Damon and Elena's wedding day when he sees Katherine again.
(She wasn't invited, but that doesn't really bother her. All the guest are close friends and family, people who know about the doppelganger situation, and that allows her to move around freely, without anyone wondering why she looks like the bride. She couldn't pass that opportunity up, could she?)
The last time he saw her she was helping them kill Klaus, but when he was finally dead, and when Stefan decided to stay with Elena, she left town and nobody heard of her again. Until now.
(Lately, he often wondered where she was and what was she doing or who she was with. It annoyed him to no end because he didn't want to think about her anymore. She belonged to the past.)
She makes a dramatic entrance, of course. She's good at that. She saunters in just when Jeremy, who was asked to lead the ceremony, gets to the part where he asks if anyone has any objections. Every head turns towards her as she makes her way across the field where the wedding was held, smiling pleasantly, like she isn't just interrupting the ceremony, and sits down in the front row.
She catches sight of Stefan, standing next to Damon as his best man, staring at her incredulously and she winks at him playfully, flirtatiously. He gulps, suddenly remembering every moment they shared together: every touch, every kiss, every fight, every kind and rough words. Every reason why he should hate her and every reason why he doesn't.
Yes, even after all these years she can still make him feel this way. She's too alluring for her own good.
He turns back towards the bride and groom, determined to not look at her again, not think of her again, at least not until the ceremony is over.
Damon growls under his breath, furious at her for interrupting his big day, but Elena just rolls her eyes, squeezes his hands tightly and motions for Jeremy to continue.
(Don't tell this to anyone, but actually she invited her ancestor to their wedding. The purpose of her action was still lost on her, but she thinks it might had something to do with the fact that she's tired of seeing Stefan so lonely, so alone.)
She's laughing with Elena and Caroline like good old friends after the ceremony while he's watching her intently.
(He still can't figure out why the girls are so comfortable around her. It's weird.)
It's been hours now since Elena and Damon said 'I do' and she still hasn't said a word to him, didn't even glance at his way. It's driving him crazy. It really shouldn't bother him, he knows that, but it does. He got used to having her attention whenever she was around, however unwanted it was. (Or was it really? Was it unwanted?) Now that she doesn't seem to care about him anymore, he's having trouble digesting that. Selfishly enough, he wants her to want him. He wants her all to himself.
He takes a gulp from his scotch, still watching her when Damon approaches him.
"Hey, brother," he smirks, patting his shoulders. "You look a little gloomy over here."
Stefan smiles. "And you look very proud of yourself, Damon."
He shrugs, looking at his wife, a soft smile coming to rest on his lips. "Who wouldn't be?"
"I'm happy for you, you know." He needs to make sure his brother knows he's okay with this and doesn't hold a grudge against them. "You two deserve each other."
"Thank you, Stef," Damon nods gratefully, then decides to stop beating around the bush. "Now, about you and Katherine..."
"Damon," he warns him, giving him the evil eye, but Damon ignores him. Naturally.
"Just hear me out. Look, I don't like the bitch and I never will, you know that. But I know love doesn't work that way. Sometimes you just fall for people you really shouldn't fall for. Take me and Elena for instance. She was never supposed to love me, but she did anyway. And I know I don't deserve it, but God knows I'm grateful for it. Maybe... just maybe Katherine feels the same way."
Stefan inspects his brother closely for a few moments, eyeing him curiously. "Did Elena set you up for this?"
Damon snorts and rolls his eyes at him in annoyance. "Would it matter if she did? I still meant what I said."
He stays quiet for a long time, lost in his thoughts. What Damon said might have been true, but there's one huge problem. "It's just not that simple, Damon. I don't know if I can trust her in anything she says or does. And trust is important."
"Look, Stefan, all I'm saying is that you never know if you don't try and give it a chance," he shrugs. "It's just an advice." He looks towards the girls. "I gotta go now, Stef. I have a wife to please," he smirks, clapping his brother on the shoulder again before he leaves him on his own. He heads towards Elena and the girls, kissing his new wife on the lips passionately, an action which causes Caroline to roll her eyes disgustedly, quickly leaving the scene.
Katherine smirks, muttering "lovebirds" under her breath and steals a quick glance at Stefan. Taking a deep breath, she strolls towards him determinedly and self-confidently, her usual smug smile perfectly in place.
"Stefan. It's so good to see you again." That's not a lie.
Stefan hides his own smile in his glass, taking a sip of it. "You too, Katherine."
"You know what Damon said... He was right. It was nice of him to say that." She looks at him pointedly. He smiles at her with a knowing look.
"You shouldn't eavesdrop."
"Can't help it," she shrugs. "I have good ears."
He busies himself with drinking again so he doesn't have to answer her. He doesn't know what to say. Frustrated with him, she forcefully removes the glass from his hand, drinking the remaining scotch in one long gulp and hands back the now empty glass to him. He takes the hint. Okay, fine, if she wants to talk, let's talk.
"Where were you in the last three years?" He tries to sound like he doesn't really care, like he's just asking her because he's being polite, but her pleased smile tells him he's failed.
"Here and there. Nowhere specifically," she shrugs.
"But you left. And you're gonna leave again." His tone is strangely reprimanding. It takes her by surprise.
"But I came back. I'll always come back."
"And then you'll always leave," he snaps angrily, accusatorily. She hisses at him, starting to became mad herself.
"I left," she growls," because you chose Elena. You chose someone who wanted your brother, instead of choosing someone who only wanted you. I had nothing left here anymore," she shakes her head bitterly. She knows Elena was the safer choice for him, she knows he was afraid of the love they shared for each other, afraid of being hurt again, but she'll never forget the way she felt every time he chose her doppelganger over her. She'll never forget the pain, the kind of pain only he could cause to her.
"And what would have happened if I hadn't chosen Elena, huh? You would've become bored eventually and leave anyway." She rolls his eyes at him, shaking her head in disbelief. He still doesn't get it, does he?
"You could have come with me." Her voice is softer now, quiet. They share a silent moment, both of them just starting at each other affectionately, unable to look away, like they were hypnotized, but then he snaps out of it and reluctantly turns away from her in order to keep from kissing her. The magic of the moment wears away. She takes a deep breath to compose herself.
"Look, how about we just... take things slow?" He looks back at her with a questioning look. "Let's start with a dance," she elaborates. "And then we'll go from there."
He thinks about it for a second. Her request seems reasonable enough. Yes, a dance. He can handle that. "Okay," he nods and waits for her to move towards the dance floor, but she just keeps staring at him with an awaiting expression, eyebrows raised in anticipation. He laughs out loud when he realizes what she wants. She's such a woman. "Miss Pierce, would you please honor me with this dance?" he asks her like a gentleman and he even holds out his arm for her. She rolls her eyes again, but smiles, pleased with him, and takes his offered arm.
"Just don't overplay it. We're not in the 1860's anymore."
Elena laughs as her new husband bites and nibbles on her neck playfully while she's struggling with the door knob, intent on getting inside the Salvatore boarding house before the real fun began.
"Damon, come on, can't you wait a little?" She slaps his hand away when he tries to grope her breast, finally succeeding in opening the door, and ushers him inside. They can't even fully process the sounds they immediately hear before they see them.
Stefan and Katherine, on the living room floor, fucking each other's brains out.
"Oh! Oh God," Elena gasps, covering her eyes with her hands quickly. Damon just snorts and turns away.
"Guys, come on! Really? On the living room floor?"
Stefan and Katherine make no move to cover themselves, but he does stop moving inside of her, however reluctantly. Katherine smirks a little at her doppelganger's obvious embarrassment - she acts as if it's something she hasn't already seen before - but she isn't really bothered at being caught while doing the deed, and Stefan just grunts angrily, more frustrated because they were interrupted than anything.
"I thought you two were taking it slow," Elena exclaims, fingers still covering her eyes.
"I thought you didn't eavesdrop," Katherine shots back cheekily and Elena doesn't have an answer for that.
"But on the living room floor? Didn't know you had it in you, brother," Damon shakes his head in disbelief. "I'm gonna have to wash the carpet," he adds as an afterthought.
"Guys, can you just leave?" Stefan speaks for the first time since the two unwanted guests arrived. It seems like he's having trouble getting the words out, his voice is considerably deeper, and his muscles are also tensed in self-control. "Katherine and I... would like to continue," he tells them bluntly. At his words Katherine smiles smugly, agreeing, Damon chuckles under his breath and Elena feels even more awkward than before.
The older Salvatore turns to his new wife. "Shall we rent out a hotel room?"
She peers at him through her fingers. "Sure."
The next moment they're walking out of the house, arm in arm, but not before Stefan and Katherine hear them talking to each other: "You know, if Stefan marries Katherine, and that's a big 'if', we're all gonna be Salvatores. And that's just gonna be weird."
"Well, maybe Katherine will keep her name," Elena suggest. "Pierce does suit her."
Katherine looks back at Stefan, hearing the front door closing, and she smiles at him softly. "I will keep my name," she tells him seriously but he just laughs, picking up right where they left off.
Forget about taking it slow. 150 years of being in denial and apart from each other were taking it slow.
Now it's time to live.
Well, guys... let's talk.
First of all, I have a poll on my profile, asking you which SK oneshot should I upload next, so why don't you go and check it out, hmmm? Okay, thanks :)
Second of all, I think I'm gonna make a habit out of updating after TVD episodes. What do you think? That sounds good, doesn't it?
Third of all, 3x04. SK SCENES! FUCKING FINALLY. I loved them, I really did. Jesus, how I missed their usual funny little banters and flirting... "Happy to know you still care." This sentence killed me. I know it doesn't sound much and it's not over the top, but I think it speaks a lot about them, really. Because they both said to each other, it was so sweet. And it's true, of course they still care!
Btw, I don't think I'm gonna like Rebekah. She sold out Stefan, the fucking bitch. No, thank you.
And the promos for 3x05? Yeah, uhh... The episode looks good, and everything, but I'm so depressed because of DK. I don't know if you've seen the canadian promo (here it is: watch?v=DCKyrNQEel4) but we can see Damon and Katherine making out again! And it's just... good dear, why? Like really? Seriously, Damon, you should know better by now. So it looks like it's gonna be a Stelena & Kathamon episode, and I'm just not okay with that. *sigh*
Anyway, tell me what you think!
