Guys, seriously, Listen to this song called "I Found" by Amber Run. I can guarantee that you will love it and its SO Bamon. I cannot stress enough how relevant to Bamon that song is. GO! Go listen! Right now! Actually, read and review this chapter first lol, then have an eargasm to Amber Run
19th Bite
"Come on, tell me," Bonnie nudged Damon's leg with her socked foot. It was well past midnight. They were sitting on the living room couch covered in darkness with the fireplace providing a dim light. Damon hadn't bothered to say out loud that the nights didn't seem so bad now that Bonnie was back. She occasionally liked to stay up late and torture him with questions.
Damon sucked his teeth. "Do that one more time and I'll…"
"You'll what?" Bonnie said cutting Damon off mid-sentence. "Bite me?"
Damon growled before pouncing on her. Bonnie could only let out a shriek before Damon's fingers got to her. There was no escaping it and Bonnie knew it instantly. She could hardly beg for mercy as Damon's hands traveled up her sides, sending her into a fit of laughter.
"Ok!" She laughed and Damon realized it was the first time he'd heard it. He'd never seen that expression on her face either. "Stop it! No more!" She raised her hands up at him to block his attack. Damon had to fight the urge to smile at her. He could hear her heart beat wildly in her chest and it wasn't out of fear. Damon blinked; still hovering over her, surprised at suddenly wishing the moment wouldn't end.
"Tell me," Bonnie insisted again.
"I'd go see Elena obviously," Damon answered as he got back to his side of the couch. "We're never getting out of here anyway so there's no point in talking about it."
"We haven't done all we could yet."
"I disagree."
Bonnie frowned but moved to sit closer to Damon anyway. Then she put her hands behind her ears and batted her eyes at the vampire.
"What are you doing?" Damon rolled his eyes.
"I'm giving you my eyes and ears."
"Well cut it out," He pulled her hands from her ears.
There was a moment of silence between them. Bonnie stared intently in Damon's eyes until he finally caved in.
"She was my first real love," Damon started fondly. Bonnie settled in next to him and said nothing; surely, she'd interrupt Damon's confession if she made a sound. "Katherine didn't really love me but Elena? Elena did when she had no reason to. She was always willing to see more in me—more than I could show."
Bonnie nodded.
"She picked me and stayed with me even though we both knew she was making the wrong choice. Stefan is the hero. He's the good guy. What kind of world do we live in where him of all people end up alone? But I was in love too so I couldn't just let her go because it made sense to. She made me the happiest I'd ever been in over a century. How is that possible? Why did I get lucky? If we made it back I'd tell her I loved her and that I'm sorry I was gone for so long."
He turned to her; her gaze was soft and steady. I'm giving you my eyes and ears. What a stupid girl. Leave it to Bonnie to get herself in this mess and still be able to look like that.
"What?" She said.
"Nothing. I'm done talking now."
"Thank you… for sharing."
"Whatever, it was either that or listen to the sound of your voice for several hours. I mean, is there an off switch with you? Day in and day out, blah, blah, blah."
"What! I don't talk too much!" Bonnie grabbed the couch pillow and hit Damon's over the head with it. "And you can always not listen to me you pompous jerk."
"Yeah and then you'd complain for hours bout how much I don't listen."
Bonnie sneered at him. "I would complain about that. A conversation is what happens when one speaks and the other listens."
"All you do is nag." Damon said with a shrug as if it was nothing.
Bonnie gasped and hit Damon again with the pillow. "I do not nag. And for your information, you're not a summer breeze either."
"Well I'm tall, handsome, charming," Damon counted on his fingers. "I've got these smoldering blue eyes and a brooding past. I'm one-half of every storybook romance, Bon-bon."
Bonnie shook her head, "You're ridiculous and I'm going to bed."
She got to her feet but Damon caught her hand before she got far.
"What?"
Damon groaned, "Uggh, the hunger pains… Bonnie…"
She raised her eye brow "Hunger pain?" Bonnie repeated, disbelieving. "You fed like a week ago and you had two plates of my famous chili."
Damon suppressed a chuckle. "I sleep better when I feed." Damon stood. He knew by now Bonnie wouldn't say no to him wanting to feed. He was always careful of taking too much. It'd be a pain if she fainted for tolerating Damon's eating habits.
Bonnie tilted her head to the side and Damon once again invaded her personal space. He knew a thousand ways this could have been done without getting so close, without touching her, feeling the warmth of her skin on his lips, but that would mean not touching or feeling her at all. That would mean not having this and whatever this was mattered to him even if he couldn't place it or put it in words.
Bonnie took a deep breath and put her arms around the much taller vampire. Holding on made it bearable, it made this ok. She closed her eyes. It would only take a minute.
Im already imagining when Im going to end this story. Its far off from now though but Ive got some pretty neat ideas. Until next time! Listen to Amber Run!