"Can you at least knock?" Stefan wiped his lips.
"Last time I checked the living room isn't built with a door," Damon smirked while pouring blood in his glass. I sat up, covering myself up.
Stefan whispered below to me to wear his shirt as I sat up slowly. I picked it up from the coffee table and pulled it on top of me.
I grabbed my torn off blouse and jeans.
I jogged upstairs.
I can feel Damon's eyes checking out on me.
Downstairs, I heard Stefan scoffed. "Are you really going to do that all the time?"
"Do what?" Damon's lips were pressed on the glass he was drinking.
"Don't change the subject, Damon. You know what I'm talking about."
Damon shifted his weight beside Stefan. "Okay, I admit it. I was looking at Elena. But there's a word called share, is it?"
Stefan shook his head. "You're kidding me, right?"
"Oh come on Stefan, you know I do not do kids. Elena's got this spunk." Damon smirked and got to his feet. "Her jugs looked-"
Stefan went mad, took a broken wood from the fireplace and raised it to Damon. He was pointing it to his heart. "If you touch, Elena, I swear Damon," My body tells me that I should go run downstairs to stop them. But my feet were glue-stuck on the floor.
Damon gave a short laugh. "You'll what?"
Stefan looked at the wood he was holding. "I'll drive this to your heart."
Damon pushed Stefan lightly on the chest. "Whatever you say baby bro,"
Stefan knocked on his bedroom door. "Sorry for earlier," I stuffed my clothes to my small bag. "Bad timing," I asked without looking at him. I wish I brought a bigger bag, I thought.
"Leaving, so soon?" He asked.
"Yep," I looked at him. "I don't want Damon ruining it again," I half smiled.
He crossed his arms, changing the subject. "Yeah, it was uh, bad timing. I was talking about when I pushed you out of the sofa."
I chuckled. "Doesn't matter, Stefan." I took a big step and pulled him down to me; my lips pressed to his. "You can push me out of the sofa all you want," I whispered to his ear, smiling.
Stefan wrapped my legs around his waist then carried me to the bed.
"Okay, 5 minutes." I laughed and landed on the bed.
Stefan stared below me. "I promise the D word won't ruin the moment again."
"I believe you," I smiled and kissed him passionately.
I hope u guys liked the idea of Stefan pushing Elena out of the couch. Lol. Just for Damon not to see Elena naked.
Sorry that was short. I had to cut it because the next chapter, well. Check it out. :)
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