Drabble request - None. Simply popped into my head.
"Are you trying to push me away? Cause it feels like you are." Bonnie spoke as she stood in front of Damon. It had taken almost a week and a half for her to even get a hold of him. He would not answer her calls, texts, and every single time she went to the boarding house suddenly he was not there.
"Maybe I am." Damon replied, standing with his arms folded across his chest, and that fimiliar stoic look on his face. That tension in his shoulders.
She stepped closer to him, and waved her hands around for a second shaking her head. "Well, it's not going to work." Bonnie looked at him with those emerald eyes of hers as she spoke, "What you did hurt me; but you're still my friend, my best friend, Damon. I care about you. I care about you in a multitude of ways, and that will never change. You saved my life, I forgave you for leaving."
Damon swallowed hard, looking at her with glimmering blue eyes. He was honestly at a loss for words, he simply unfolded her arms, and the look he gave her was that of a mix of genuine care, sadness, and happiness, thankfulness.
"But I swear to God, if you go on another trip of self hatred and run away, or lock yourself in a tomb, I'm going to come and kick your ass my self." Bonnie said seriously, but smiled at him, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear, which fell back out second later.
He chuckled, some of the tension in the room being broken by their slight laughter, and the loving looks in their eyes as they stood before each other.
Bonnie's loving gaze grew even more gentle, and Damon's did too as she spoke. "If you ever feel that way again, come talk to me. We've both been through a lot; but, improptu vampire suicide isn't the answer."
Damon stepped closer to her, lifting his hand, and he brushed the loose hair behind her ear. "Thank you."