"Tell me Damon, when I walked away from you, and you chose not to come after me, and you laid in that box for three years, how did it feel? Because from outside, from here, it fucking sucked." Bonnie exhaled heavily, her green eyes glistening with a light layer of tears she was forcing herself to keep hidden along her lashline.
Damon stared at her from the several foot distance between them. His head was spinning, yet, seemed missing all in the same moment. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. Though, in reality, it had actually been so long, so agonisingly long.
"Is that what this is about?" he asked her, his wide blue eyes transfixed on her, "You think it was easy for me?"
He stepped closer to her, watching her lips purse a little as she continued to fight her tears. His heart aching in his chest, in ways he didn't know were possible until Bonnie Bennett.
"Watching you cry, standing there while you walked away from me, knowing I had broken your heart, it was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, Bon." Damon told her, closing the distance more, until just a foot was between them, and he stared down at her, waves for eyes, "I thought of you every second, and when it hurt too much to think about you, when I couldn't hold on to a conscious thought, I dreamt of you. All I want is for you to be happy, alive. That's why I left, so you could be safe, and happy."
Bonnie shook her head, her tears dripping down her cheeks, and she took a deep breath, laughing weakly.
"You're an idiot…" she sniffled, looking back at him, "You're an idiot because you can't see how much I love you. I love you Damon, and I wasn't safe, or happy without you." she raised a hand to wave it around, "I was miserable, and I almost died."
Damon stayed silent, just watching her with pained eyes as she spoke.
"I'm alive right now, because of you. I wasn't safe without you. I don't want to be safe." Bonnie took a very small step closer, her voice louder, yet somehow passionately gentle, "I want to be happy. You make me happy. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. If I could go back, I would beg you to stay."
He swallowed hard, his cold undead heart beating harder in his chest, and he lifted his hands to cup her face with both of them.
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Bonnie's words echoed in his head.
"If I could go back, I would stay." Damon whispered, running his thumbs along her cheeks, "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you, Bonnie. I'm so sorry."
In a second, their lips were against each others. Whether Bonnie had leaned up, or Damon had leaned down to seal the deal, did not matter. All that mattered, was their lips had connected at the same moment, warm, melting into each other's like they were meant to be there. It wasn't a passionately furious kiss - no, it was one of desperate, and completely love. One between two people who had been through so much together, that while their lips searched each other's, tears dripped down their faces, and their hands held onto each other with the utmost softness.
Bonnie leaned back from the kiss to take a breath, but then leaned back up to kiss his lips several times, in quick, suctioning kisses.
"I love you so much, so much. God, I love you." Damon whispered shakily, pulling her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her, and listening to her repeat his words into his shoulder, her tears dripping onto him, his grey shirt absorbing the moisture.
"I love you, I love you…"