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Cooking for you

I got inside the Boarding House and the smell of food made my stomach growl. My feet automatically took me towards the kitchen.

"It smells like heaven in here!" I said walking into the room. I immediately noticed Damon in front of the stove, with a wood spoon in his hand.

"Of course it smells good, I'm cooking" he said turning towards me, his usual smirk appearing on his face.

I brushed my hair behind my ear…a stupid habit I had. I did it every time I was nervous.

"Yeah, I can see you're cooking, but why?" I asked.

"Well, not that I need a reason, but vampire Barbie wanted to go hunting and Mr. Goody-Goody Stefan took her. They will probably take a while, so I decided to cook for you."

"To cook for me?"

"Yes, why is this so hard to believe? Your boyfriend bailed and since he brought all the ingredients I said I'll give it a go. You know, preparing the food is actually a pretty important step in order for you to eat it…"

"Talking about food, did you ever try it his way?"

"His way?"

"Stefan's diet, I mean…"

"Nope, I just accepted who I am. I'm a vampire and I survive on human blood…that's the way it is, end of story."

"Yeah, but why did you killed them? Why not just feed on them and then compel them to forget?"

"Because…well, because I felt like they deserved it. I was envying them…"

"Envied them? You're this big bad vampire with special abilities and eternal life, why would you envy a human?" I asked surprised.

"I…" he placed the spoon back in the pot, "…I envied them because they had something that I wanted more than anything, something that I couldn't possibly have…they had their humanity…"

I took a few steps closer, looking in his eyes…they held regret, fear, hate, love, confusion, and most of all…pain…pain was the most visible emotion in his eyes.

"You miss it, don't you?" I asked in a soft voice, careful not to scare him away. I was afraid that I might say something and make him put up those walls again.

"More than anything in the world... I miss being in a room full of people and not hear the heartbeat of each and every one of them. I miss kissing a girl without the urge to rip off her throat. I miss enjoying her perfume without wanting to eat her for lunch. I miss dreaming about the future…and I miss caring about people without knowing that one day, sooner or later they'll end up dying on me" he took a deep breath he didn't really need before he continued, "You know, you're human and you think that life is way too short and there are just so many things you want to do, places you want to explore, new things you want to experiment…but you don't have enough time to do it. Then one day, you become a vampire and all you have is time…I know it sounds like a cliché, but it's true, eternity means nothing…nothing when you're alone. I'm glad Stefan found you, at least his life will make sense…"

'Now who's the better man?' I asked myself. He loved me too, he wanted me too, he needed me too…and yet, he was happy I was with his brother… His words made my heart twirl.

"Enough about little old me. How are you doing with 'you know who' back on the loose?" he asked in an obvious attempt to change the subject. And I felt like it was a good place to end it.

"As long as she doesn't hurt anyone I love, I don't really care…" I said and honestly, I didn't care.

"That's good; never let her get to you! Now, back to the food, do you like cheese?"

"Are you kidding me…I love cheese!"

"Perfect, I had to ask, since Ka…" he stopped and looked at me with an apologetic look on his face, "…someone I use to know didn't liked cheese" he continued, but it was too late, I already knew he was talking about Katherine.

"It's ok, you can say her name, it doesn't bother me" I said. I lied of course it bothered me, not her name…but the fact that he knew more about her than he knew about me. She didn't deserve his love, his devotion, his passion…and man did he have passion! He loved with passion; hated with passion; killed with passion; protected with passion…I'm sure he makes love with the same passion…my body shivered at this idea…

"Do you mind cutting some parsley?" he asked, his voice bringing me back to reality.

"Not at all" I answered, giving him a big smile.

We both starched our hands towards the fridge in the same time. Our hands met on the handle and his touch sent an electric shock through my body. I immediately retired my hand, like I got burned.

He got the parsley out of the fridge, washed it carefully than he put it on a chopper and handed it to me.

"Please try not to cut yourself, unless you want to be on the menu…" he said and winked at me.

"I'll do my best" I said.

After I was done with the chopping, he took it and put it in the pot. He mixed it for a whole, and then he took out a spoon full of sauce and blew on it.

"Here…" he said, moving the spoon in my direction, "…I want you to taste this and tell me if it needs anything else!" Before I had time to respond, he pushed the spoon in my mouth.

"Hmmm, it's perfect!" I said, and I wasn't exaggerating, it was absolutely perfect.

He liked the rest of the sauce from the spoon and some of it got stuck on his upper lip.

The instinct took over and I found myself raising my hand towards his face. I used my middle finger to take the sauce from his lip. I felt his body lightly shiver in response to my touch… The fact that he had the softest lips I ever touched didn't really make me remove my fingers any faster….Stefan's voice calling me did though…

I took a step back and instead of using a napkin, I just stuck my finger in my mouth and licked it clean.

Stefan raised an eyebrow at me.

"It's not what it looks like…"

N: I recently saw a video on YouTube with that scene with them in the kitchen and this came to my mind. Can't wait to see what do you think about it, please review and tell me!