Disclaimer: Not mine.
Bonnie sighed as she listened to the phone ring. When it went to voicemail for the third time that evening the witch sighed. Caroline was ignoring her calls. She guessed the blonde was trying to teach her a lesson. Bonnie could understand where she was coming from, but she still wanted to go out tonight. Bonnie marched to her bedroom, showered, and donned her favorite outfit. Caroline didn't want to hang out? Cool. She would go get a drink at the Grill.
The place was packed as Bonnie expected. Bonnie slipped through the crowd and pushed her way to the bar. Matt waved to her from the other end of the restaurant, as one of his staff took her drink order. When the young men delivered her drink, Bonnie tried to pull out her credit card, but the bartender stopped her. "Donovan says it's on the house." He said nodding to his boss.
Bonnie looked over to Matt again. She mouthed thank you. He winked back at her filling two beer mugs. She smiled wishing they could talk, but he was clearly busy. She should find her own entertainment.
She surveyed the room for options, and spotted a few former classmates at the pool tables. She headed over. She was about to jump in a game when Matt came up behind her.
"Hey stranger, I thought you were hanging with Caroline tonight." Matt said dapping up a few of his former football teammates.
"We couldn't agree on how we wanted to spend the night so we decided to do our own things." Bonnie said taking in the coat slung over his arm, the paper sack in his hands.
"Are you about to go? I thought you were covering someone's shift." Bonnie said narrowing her eyes. Matt laughed.
"Her shift ended at 8:00. It's 9:05." Matt said smiling slyly.
"So you could have hung out with us if you wanted. You totally blew us off." Bonnie said punching Matt in the arm. Matt face scrunched in guilt.
"Maybe a little. Come on Bon, Tennison? Caroline and her new Whitmore friends isn't my crowd. And as much as being the date of two hot girls sounds. Prom taught me it could actually suck pretty badly." Matt said apologetically.
"Yeah, I definitely get were your coming from." Bonnie conceded. She pretty much felt the same way. "So you're headed home?" Bonnie asked.
"Yeah. What are you doing tonight?" Matt replied.
"This is it. I came here to hang to get out of the house." Bonnie said bummed about the way the night was shaping up.
"It's pretty lame, but do you want come watch Netflix with me? I'm probably going to watch some B horror movie. Alex is making a burger and fries for me in the kitchen. I can get them to make a chicken sandwich for you. Plus I have cookies" Matt said dangling a paper sack with hearts and Matt's name all over it.
"Actually, sounds like the perfect night to me." Bonnie said honestly.
-o0o-
"If I die because your stalker poisoned these cookies I'm going to haunt you in our afterlife." Bonnie said biting into her third chocolate chip cookie. Matt chuckled. Bonnie moaned as the cookie melted in her mouth. Matt's lady friend may have been too aggressive for the man's liking but her baking skills were extraordinary. According to Matt she was pretty hot too.
"If you don't want her Donovan, I do. These cookies are amazing." Bonnie said reaching for another.
"Now there's a nice thought. You and Shelby." Bonnie pinched the blond man.
"Ow. I'm joking." Matt said laughing. Bonnie scowled at him. "Not really." The quarterback added quickly. Bonnie shook her head and pulled her legs up on the couch. Matt pressed play, and the both settled into to watch television.
It had been a warm day but the night was significantly cooler, despite the throw blanket in her lap. Bonnie cuddled closer to Matt trying to steal his body warmth. Matt noticed her shivering and wrapped his arm around her.
"This movie sucks." Bonnie said thirty minutes into the film. The witch was half asleep. Her head had landed on Matt's chest.
"Ssh. That's the fun of it. And don't think I don't know what your doing. I'm not watching Scandal, Empire, How to Get Away with Murder, Being Mary Jane or the Have and Have Nots tonight."
"What about…" Bonnie suggested.
"Grey's Anatomy, Gilmore Girls, Charmed or The Practice either. Nothing associated with Shonda Rhimes or girlie stuff." Matt shot down quickly.
"Elementary is…" Bonnie tried.
"Full of emotion and relationship crap. Too much rhetoric, not enough blood. Same goes for Sleepy Hollow." Matt replied covering all of his bases.
"So basically anything I like. It's Valentine's Day. The day of love and emotions." Bonnie argued.
"Which is why we are watching Death Alley 6." Matt retorted.
"You're a pretty crabby date, QB." Bonnie said snuggling into Matt's chest.
"This isn't a date." Matt said glumly. Bonnie was struck by his tone.
Bonnie tried to pay attention to the screen but Bonnie was too worried about her friend. It was ironic really. Her concern for Matt had to do with the fact that his whole life revolved around the Grill, and he was blowing off his old friends. He had some hot girl baking for him, and he was running away from her.
"Matt?" Bonnie started tentatively.
"Hmm." He said his arm tightening around her.
"Why are you spending Valentine's Day alone?" Bonnie mumbled into the hard planes of his chest.
"I'm not alone. Unless you're a figment of my imagination." Matt said squeezing her arm.
"No, I mean. Why are you not with Shelby? You admitted you were attracted to her. She's clearly into you. You have dealt with strong willed women before. Hello, Caroline. Rebekah. From what you told me. She's right up your ally." Bonnie continued.
"Bon, I don't want to talk about this." Matt grumbled.
Bonnie stayed silent for a few more minutes. Watching some masked freak hang mutilated corpses on a hook on the flat screen TV. She should have let it go. It was none of her business but Matt was her friend. He was a good friend, and a good man. And he deserved so much more.
"Is that the problem? She reminds you of Caroline or Rebekah?" Bonnie tried again. Matt just stared at the screen in silence.
"Okay, If not Shelby. There has to be some girl at school." Bonnie suggested.
"I'm not at Whitmore anymore." Matt said matter-of-factly.
"What?" Bonnie said alarmed, rising to look at Matt. The blond turned to the witch pausing the movie.
"School isn't for everyone. It's not for me." Matt said about to start the movie again. Bonnie grabbed the remote.
"Matt? What are you going to do stay in Mystic Falls forever? Working at the Grill?" Bonnie said shocked.
"You say that like it's a bad thing. That being normal, having a job is a bad thing. I know you're a witch, and your world is filled with all theses supernatural creatures, all these wonders, but it also filled with nightmares and death." Matt said pulling back from the witch.
"I love you guys, would do anything for you, but I hate the life you lead. Of course I'm going to help out if need be, but the rest of the time I'm actively trying to avoid it. I don't wish this on anyone." Matt continued, running his hands through his hair. Bonnie sat silently letting Matt's truth wash over her.
"I can't date Shelby because my best friend is a hybrid. My ex is an original, and some asswhole might kill me one day to get back at my monster friends. I like being human, Bonnie. I cherish what it means. And for the record I don't just work at the Grill, I manage it with my feeble high school education. In five years, I'm going to own it." Matt proclaimed anger slipping into his voice. He got so tired of the condescension, everyone's assumption that he was less than because he wasn't a raving lunatic murdering innocent people.
"This is my home. I'm not ashamed of where I come from or my life choices. I'm actually pretty damned proud of it. So chill out with my friend is wasting his life speech. I know exactly who I am and what I'm doing. Do you? After three years of pretending Mystic Falls doesn't exist I have my doubts." Matt finished. Bonnie sat a number of emotions swirling inside of her: shame, guilt, surprise, pride, and lust. Matt's speech was moving, and sexy as fuck. Bonnie couldn't say much without giving herself away.
"I guess you told me." Bonnie said handing Matt back the remote. Matt smirked.
"I guess I did. Do you want to talk about why you're here stuck with me tonight or why you have been avoiding everyone for three years?" Matt said eyeing the witch. Bonnie shook her head. Matt's brow rose but he pressed play on the television anyway. The two of them settled back in to continue watching the film.
When the credits started to roll, Matt started flipping through the catalog to find another film. Despite his earlier declaration he knew he was going to give in and let Bonnie choose. He and Bonnie had spent many a night in front of the television. He knew the rest of his night was going to be filled with love scenes and crying.
"You do know that I'm not stuck here with you tonight, that I would actually choose hanging with you over some smarmy date at a French restaurant." Bonnie said sitting up.
"What?" Matt said confused.
"Earlier, you made it seem like this is my last choice of how I would want to spend my Valentine's Day. I just wanted you to know that's it's not. I call this night a win." Bonnie said swallowing. Matt looked at her strangely.
"I mean, you may think it sucks. I mean most people would call it lame…"
"I'm not most people. And I don't think it sucks. You know I love chilling with you. I wouldn't have asked you over if I didn't." Matt said getting up from the couch. He walked into the kitchen. "You want some more juice?" He asked from the other room.
"Yeah" Bonnie returned, her face in her hands. Why did she feel the need to say that? It's Matt. Yeah, the Matt you had a crush on from 5th to 9th grade, until it was clear that he liked Elena, and Tyler liked you. The Matt who has always been here for you. Bonnie thought about the man in the other was right everyone counted him out because he didn't have superpowers, but Bonnie had grown up a lot over the last five years. What he had was infinitely more powerful and alluring. Bonnie you live three hours away and this man is one of your oldest friends. I'm pretty sure he thinks of you as a sister.
Matt walked back into the room with juice for Bonnie and water for himself. "Since I picked the first movie. I guess we can watch what you want now. Be warned, if it's too mushy, I might fall asleep or throw up." Matt said sitting back down on the couch. He handed Bonnie the remote. Bonnie smiled at him as he pulled some of her throw blanket unto himself.
"You're hogging all the blanket." Matt said leaning his head against the sofa, closing his eyes.
"Are you about to go to sleep?" Bonnie asked.
"No."
"I didn't sleep through that crapfest you called a movie. If you're going to sleep, I'm going home."
"I'm not going to sleep. I will, if you don't pick something."
"You spent thirty minutes flipping through Netflix, and I get two seconds."
"Come on, Bon. You know what you wanted to watch the minute I said Netflix at the Grill." Matt said opening one eye to stare at her. Bonnie smirked at him.
"Tell me I'm wrong." Matt dared. He knew her so well.
"You're wrong." Bonnie teased. Matt opened both his eyes observing the witch.
"Okay. Okay. Let's watch Suits. You still have Amazon Prime right?"
"Yeah." Matt groaned.
"Don't act like you don't like Suits. You know you want to be Harvey Spector." Bonnie joked. She laid back down starting up the Amazon Prime App on Matt's TV.
"I don't want to be Harvey Spector." Matt denied, his voice rumbling against Bonnie's ear.
"Everyone wants to be Harvey Spector." Bonnie stated, typing in the show.
"You don't want to be Harvey Spector." The man pointed out. He knew Bonnie idolized Jessica Pearson. She was up there with Olivia Pope, Analise Keating, and Cookie Lyons.
"You know what I mean. It's okay to admit you want to be Harvey Spector." Bonnie told him. She couldn't decide if she wanted to start at season one or just watch her favorite episodes. Matt snuggled into the couch and closer to Bonnie.
"I can admit I like Harvey but the guy is pretty dumb if you ask me." Matt said yawning.
He's definitely going to sleep. The witch thought. She knew all the signs. To be fair he did just get off from work, Bonnie. Matt's words registered in her brain.
"What?" Bonnie said not believing her ears.
"He's got all these beautiful women surrounding him, in love with him, and his head is up his ass. If I was Harvey, either Jessica or Donna would be having my third baby by now." Matt boasted. Bonnie smacked him lightly on the stomach.
"I have nothing to say to that incredibly sexist statement." Bonnie said offended. Matt smiled to himself.
Yeah right, Bon. Matt thought. I give it five…four…three…two and one…
"And for the record Jessica Pearson is a boss. She choose to focus on her career and she's not apologizing for it, nor should she have to." Bonnie informed him sitting up, all thoughts about choosing an episode out the window.
"I agree, but that doesn't mean Harvey can't put in the work. Maybe he can offer her something she can't find in legal briefs and financial reports." Matt reasoned.
"Like what? His penis?" Bonnie quipped.
"That too, or love and support." Matt retorted.
"He's offering that to her now, as her friend. They do have a long history together." Bonnie reminded.
"Exactly, a great foundation for something deeper and more rewarding. Plus he would be banging Jessica Pearson every night-that beautiful golden skin, those flowing waves, those perfect lips. She's smokin'." Matt said looking over to the witch. They stared at each other for a moment. Bonnie saw the playfulness in Matt's blue eyes, the daring. She looked away.
"It's complicated though. Like you said Donna's totally into him too. I think Jessica counts her as a friend. Girl code." Bonnie chimed.
"Donna would take Harvey in a second, no matter how Jessica feels about him. Look, It's great that she's independent and doing her own thing. I just wonder if it gets lonely. Jessica is a beautiful, talented, and smart woman. She's spectacular. If I were Harvey, as her friend, it would bother me if she were spending her nights alone, her life alone. She deserves so much more." Matt said removing a strand of hair from Bonnie's arm.
"Alone doesn't mean lonely, Matt. Some people choose to live alone." Bonnie defended.
"And some people don't. Some people have been hurt tremendously, and shelter themselves away. Which is understandable. The world is full of people who use and abuse you, but there are some people who care. They notice when you have bags under your eyes. They notice that you smile less often, and always seem anxious every time they see you." Matt said pointedly. Bonnie laughed nervously.
"Jessica is always flawless." She said wanting to avoid this conversation.
"I'm not talking about Jessica anymore. And you know it." Matt responded softly.
"I'm not lonely." Bonnie returned looking up at the man in front of her. Matt's brow rose.
"I'm not." Bonnie said trying to convince herself more then Matt.
"Okay." Matt surrendered. His head lolled back on the couch his eyes closing. Bonnie laid back down as his arms went around her again. She pressed play starting at the first episode. Their conversation was running through her mind. The witch shot up, pausing the movie.
"Wait...Do you think I'm in love with you?" Bonnie asked horrified. Matt laughed at her face.
"No. I was talking about the show then. You don't have to seem so disgusted." Matt said smiling.
"I'm not disgusted. Embarrassed." Bonnie admitted. Matt's brows knotted in confusion.
"Embarrassed?" He asked.
"I don't know, your little I am proud of who I am speech was a little sexy." Bonnie volunteered.
"Really?" Matt flirted.
"Yeah, you should totally use that on Shelby." Bonnie retreated. Matt sighed regarding the witch. He was tired of this.
"Nah. I think I used it on the person it was intended for, you." Matt declared.
"Wh-What?" Bonnie stammered.
"How long have we known each other Bonnie?" Matt said sitting up and turning to the witch.
"Eighteen years." Bonnie answered not sure she was ready for where this was going, sexy speech or not.
"Exactly, we've been friends all our lives. I've shared things with you that know one knows. We've always been there for each other. You helped me with Vic. We were prom King and Queen for god sakes. I've been into you for a while, but kept my mouth shut out of respect for Jeremy. And I'm sure your going to bring up Caroline and Elena, but none of those people are here now. I'm willing to put in the work if you are." Matt said laying it all out there.
"Matt. We can't be together just because we're the last two left over." Bonnie said voicing her fears.
"Don't do that. This has nothing to do with convenience. We always come together, or fate pushes us towards each other. Our relationship is easy. It always has been. Every time I see you we pick up right were we left off. Have you ever asked yourself why we are so comfortable around each other? I have, many times before." Matt contended.
"I'm not Fitz. I'm not Derek. I'm not Luscious. I'm Matt Donovan. I live in Mystic Falls. I work at the Grill. I want three kids, a dog, and a brand new pickup truck. I won't intentionally hurt you or break your heart. I won't leave you or make you feel inadequate or less than, because I see you. I see you Bonnie, and that big heart. I see you struggling, and it breaks my heart. I'm offering what I always have, friendship, love and support but on a deeper more intimate level." Matt said sincerely. "And my penis." He added wiggling his eyebrows. Bonnie laughed through her tears.
"For a guy who's not into romance, you sure do have a lot of pretty speeches lined up." Bonnie deflected.
"For a girl who is into romance you sure don't know when to shut up, give in, and let me kiss you." Matt said cutting through the bullshit.
He had spent the last few years tip toeing around what he wanted for the sake of his friendship with Jeremy. He had been feeling some sort of way about Bonnie since prom. When Jeremy left, and Bonnie came back, for Matt all bets were off, but then she transferred to George Mason. Now she was here on his couch in his arms. He was definitely about to put in that work.
Bonnie didn't know what to do with herself or her hands. Eventually she folded her arms looking up at their prom picture on a shelf. It was then that Matt gently turned her face towards his. His thumb stroked her cheek. He stared into her eyes, and then his jaw tightened. Bonnie knew that face. Matt was serious, and she was so in trouble. She exhaled and waited for his advancing lips touch hers.
-o0o-
Bonnie's legs were wrapped around his waist. Matt shirt was missing, his pants fighting to stay up as he carried her to the master bedroom. He placed her on the bed and was about to climb on top when she stopped him.
"Wait." She said sitting up. Matt stood in front of her unsure. Bonnie's hands yanked down his jeans. His erection was eye level. She slowly pulled down his boxers. His penis was hard and pointing upward. Bonnie took him in her hands. Sliding her fist up and down his shaft slowly.
"Bonnie. What?" Matt warned his eyes closing.
"Ssh." She said. Matt groaned when he felt her tongue lick the tip of his penis, tracing the underside of it. A little pre-come leaked out at the witch sucked it up. She licked the length of him as one of her hands delicately massaged his balls.
When she took him into his mouth, Matt cursed. Bonnie's mouth was hot and wet and it seemed like the witch was trying to suck him dry. Her head bobbed up and down on his dick. He looked down at her and she was looking up at him mischievously it was too much. He was coming before he knew it.
Matt watched her crawl to the top of the bed, getting under the covers happily. He had managed to free her from her dress on the couch but she still was wearing her bra and panties. He moved around the side of the bed climbing in with the witch.
He immediately reached for her pulling her on top of him. His hand hands slid down her back to her ass, his hands sliding inside her panties. He squeezed relishing the softness of her skin. Bonnie had a magnificent ass. He lifted his head kissing her on the lips. Bonnie moaned into his mouth when Matt grinded upward into center. He kissed her neck and rolled into her again.
He may have not been hard but he was getting there. The friction was still enough to graze the witch's swollen clit. Matt eased the lace down to the witch knees and pressed into her wetness again. This time with no barrier just skin against skin and the witch quivered. Matt's dick started to stir when Bonnie started to move against him. He obliged her by meeting her hips. The feeling was electric. Bonnie moved furiously as Matt started to grow between her legs. She fell apart when his now fully erect cock kept sliding over her clit.
Matt unhooked Bonnie's bra and rolled them over. After removing the garment, he bit at her nipples, licking and sucking at them just as she had done him. The thought made his cock stiffen. Bonnie played in his hair too spent to do anything but lie there and be devoured.
Her lust was renewed when Matt abandoned sucking on her breast in favor of sucking on her clit. He licked the witch just enough to get her invested. The blond turned her over quickly, entering the warm goodness that was Bonnie from behind. He lay flat on top of her. Every inch of him was covering the woman as he was fucking into her. He moved slowly sucking on her neck and jaw as he slid in and out of her.
Bonnie could feel Matt everywhere. She had sex before but it had never felt so intimate. The way he filled her, the slide of his cock. His taste, his smell, every thing just seemed right. She wanted more of him. She needed him to be inside of her.
"Deeper," She urged, wanting this man to touch the very center of his existence. It felt like Matt was pushing into her further with every delightful stroke. He was stoking a fire deep inside of her. The witch cried out when it spread to all of her limbs.
Matt was lost inside Bonnie until she tightened around him, her juices coating him. He moved quickly now, slamming into her as the pressure built. Bonnie's pussy was contracting, and the quarterback quickly landed in the end zone. He emptied himself inside of her, kissing the nape of her neck. He rolled to his side, and feel asleep with Bonnie in his bed in his arms.
-o0o-
When Bonnie got back to her dorm the next afternoon she had a text from Matt. They hadn't had much time to talk the next morning because he had to be at work for brunch service, and well, they didn't go to bed until late.
Donovan 1:58pm
I'm still at work. Will call later. FYI, Someone stole Caroline's phone. I owe that person a big ass thank you. He gave me the perfect Valentine.
Bonnie smiled at her phone, sitting on her bed. The witch melted into a puddle of feelings. She composed herself and texted back.
Bon 2:41pm
There goes one of those pretty speeches again, and it's about Valentine's Day.
The witch put down her phone, and unzipped her duffel bag. When her phone chirped she practically dove unto her bed to get it. How pathetic.
Donovan 2:43pm
What can I say? I spent the day with a hopeless romantic. I think it's contagious. Plus, I had a very Happy Valentine's Day.
Does Monnie work for you? Mmm, it certainly works for me. It's only human to want Bonnie to find a love with a bit more of a wild side. You could always go back and help her.