WARNING! Do not read if you haven't read "the Vampire Diaries The Return Shadow Souls" MAJOR SPOILER ALERT!
After Shadow Souls…
"Damon please don't starve yourself," Elena pleaded. For the past twelve hours, Damon had refused to eat anything. Elena prayed that he wasn't planning on starving himself.
"No." It was hard, and cold.
"Please…? For me?" Elena was begging now. She was desperate. Nobody else could get him to eat, so instinctively, they had asked Elena to try to talk some sense into him. But even she was failing. Damon was so stubborn. "Anything! Just one bite! You'll like it!" Elena promised him. He sighed.
"Fine. But only one bite!" He warned her. "No more."
"You'll want more, once you taste how good it is," Elena guaranteed.
Damon looked down at what was on the plate Elena held. Eggs and bacon. Bacon would probably be less disgusting to a former vampire.
"I'll have some of that," Damon said, pointing to the bacon, then re-crossing his arms. Elena offered the plate to him, but he didn't take it. Damon decided he was going to milk this, the best that he could.
"What?" Elena asked, looking confused. "Take it!" she said, shoving the plate towards him.
"Feed me." Damon said, smirking for the first time since he….changed.
"If you think I'm going to- Fine." Elena sighed. She lay the plate on the bed, and picked up one piece of bacon. She stretched her arm out and looked away, she couldn't watch his little moment of glory. When he didn't take it, she reached her arm out further and further, until her fist smacked Damon right in the nose.
She turned around to see a still smirking Damon. "Ouch," he proclaimed. Then his smirk grew bigger. "Kiss it better," he demanded.
"Fine." Elena cupped his cheeks with both of her hands, and touched her lips to his nose for a moment. She started to pull away, but Damon grabbed her, and pulled them into their usual embrace. They were gazing into each other's eyes. It was blue on blue. Nothing was needed to be said. Their eyes spoke for them.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Did he eat anything yet?" It was Meredith.
"No, but I'm working on it!" Elena called back, pulling away from Damon. This time he didn't object.
"Just eat it," Elena shoved the plate at him. He took it, stared at it for a moment, analyzing it. Finally he threw a piece of bacon into his mouth.
"Mmmmm… That's not half bad," Damon approved. He started to dig in to his very first meal after what… like five hundred years? Elena knew she'd desperately miss eating food after such a long time.
Elena turned to leave when Damon sang out to her, "Elena?"
"Yes?" She said, turning around.
"Thank-you," Damon smiled up at her, then continued to devour his breakfast.
