The Way He Smirks; The Way He Smiles.

Author's Notes.

The characters do not belong to me the only plot is mine.

Thank you Scarlett 2112, Damonfangirl, Lyddy P, Riley 38, Tia Salvatore and my guest reviewers, thank you for your lovely reviews.

Thanks a lot to Amanda mandzipop for beta this chapter and giving me Jon/ Sansa fandom when you recommend those stories a few months back.

Next morning when Elena woke up, she found herself in bed, instead of the couch, she passed out on as she created an entire schedule for upcoming weeks. "Damon? She called out for her husband but apparently, he had woken up before her.

Tiredly, she pulled herself up and from her bed, and could see her laptop had been shut down, and her files neatly stacked on the same table she was working on. She tried not to feel that same warmth creeping in her heart whenever she realized her husband took care of her comfort again, even though she didn't deserve one bit of his loving gesture.

Sighing she grabbed her work clothes and went to get a quick shower to freshen her up for the day.

As soon she gotten ready, dressed in her grey skirt, light pink shirt and pink Sillito's, she headed downstairs for a quick breakfast.

Apparently, she was last to arrive because her husband and her new guests were already seated on the table, helping themselves to breakfast and to her surprise, stacks of her husband's handmade pancakes.

"Good morning!" Damon greets her as soon as he saw her. "Come, I made pancakes for everyone."

He smirked at her and she gulped because that smirk at the start of the day meant her husband was planning something huge. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw her favourite chocolate decorated on her pancakes along with Damon's signature winking design, which he created with whipped cream.

"What's the occasion?" Elena finally asked as she settles down beside him.

"It's our first day of the project." He reminded her as if she could forget. "I thought we will do great if we begin our day with a healthy breakfast and my special pancakes." Damon then playful narrowed his eyes to our guests as he warned them. "Don't get used to this guys! It's for special occasions only."

Tormund who was enjoying his breakfast sucks his fingers clean as he told him. "Then I hope these special occasions came often because these pancakes are to die for." He moaned loudly taking a large bite of his pancakes.

Elena shakes her head as Damon bowed at his compliment before smirking and winking at her again. She tried her best to not give him any reaction but then she felt his foot bumping into her foot making her jump in surprise.

"Mrs Salvatore? Are you okay?" Sansa asks her, Elena just smiled, wordlessly telling her she is fine before turning to stare pointedly at her husband, who was not looking at her but in deep discussion with Tormund and Podrick about their favourite breakfast.

"I used to eat ten litres of milk when I was young, nowadays I stick with five. Tormund told them. "We used to have cows back in my Dad and Mum farm, I can tell you nothing is better than fresh milk squeeze right out from cows."

All the guys at the table start laughing while the women on the table looked on appalled, as Tormund demonstrated milking cows with his hands.

Damon who was laughing so hard, coughed when he saw his wife's angry expression, instead, he asked for more juice, and didn't interfere when Brienne started to scold her guards. Poor Tormund took everything in silence but Damon could see his face go as red as his beard. "Hmm apparently someone has a crush on his senior." he thought.

As Damon returned to eating his pancakes, Jon and Sam were trying hard not to laugh, although a smile still managed to escape their lips. It was at this moment Damon noticed Sansa's eyes were fixed on Jon's face as if his smile was like seeing her very first sunrise.

Quickly, Damon turned to see if his wife had noticed, but to his relief, she was busy checking her phone. Once again, he looked towards Sansa, but to his surprise, her face had returned to its usual indifference as she turned her face towards the window.

Damon decided to ignore what he saw, the last thing he wants to create any unnecessary issues for his wife to deal with. Instead, he tried to break the silence. "So, what's today's agenda?" he asked.

Elena lifted her eyes from the screen and saw everyone staring at her "Well, first we all will visit Salvatore firm for an official meeting about this whole wedding event. After that, we are going to visit a designer for you and Joffrey's new wardrobe." She said, turning to Sansa, who gave her an understanding nod. Elena continued. "Later we are heading for your welcome brunch that is arranged by Senator's political party members and later at night we are heading for your and Joffrey's homecoming party that is going to held in his uncle's club."

None of them was remotely surprised hearing today's schedule. Instead, they all jumped when Damon slapped his hand on the table with a scowl on his face that he tried to hide with a fake smile. "Great! Fantastic!" He said out loud while internally cursing his luck. "How the hell I am going to get my wife back if we are this busy for upcoming months?!" He thought as he raked his hair in frustration while trying to come up with a solution to find time to be with her.

"I think it's better if we leave first and prepare for the meeting." His wife told him, snapping him out of his existential crises.

"What?" He asked Elena, wanting to know what was going on, but his wife was already on her feet, grabbing her phone and purse while instructing the others on the table.

"Sansa, you go and get ready and Brienne, you make sure that everyone arrived on time for the meeting." She ordered.

Elena watched as Brienne stood up straight along with the rest of her guards and replied to her in her most professional voice. "Will you require us too for this meeting Mrs Salvatore?"

Brienne felt hand patting her shoulder. "It's Elena, while we still at home, and yes we will need you present at the meeting along, with the rest of your security guards so that you can know about the entire wedding schedule."

She gave Elena a swift nod and then stared at her team who followed her along with Sansa.

"Come, Damon, let's go," Elena said, as she turned around and left, already calling Matt to arrange everything for the meeting. For the rest of the ride, Damon watched this girl consumed in her work, who once upon a time was the same girl who was all consumed by her love for him. He watched and feared that if he couldn't bring that love back, then he would lose his wife to her work forever.

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Author 's Notes.

Here you go, another chapter of this story, I hope you like it even if it is slow to build. So please send me your review and motivate me to write more and more.