Lets get to the knowing session, or better known as 20 questions. Hopefully I won't take much time to write it. Who am I kidding?
"Okay so how does it work?" Damon asked almost timidly.
They were sitting opposite to each other, face to face. It was as if they were about to have a deep conversation. But Elena's laugh made the whole atmosphere light.
"You seriously never played this game before?" She asked honestly surprised.
"Well I only play drinking games." He flashed his signature smirk earning him a playful glare from her.
"In that case too bad. There's no alcohol involved." She said as she rolled her eyes.
"Oh come on. Not even a little bit?" He pouted like a little girl.
"Nope. Now the rules are simple. You ask me 10 questions about myself and I'll ask you 10 questions about yourself."
"Okay you start first." He definitely didn't want to give away too much information about his past that can sway her away or get judged by her. But he also was 100% certain that if he refused to play, she'll be swayed away further.
"Okay. Do you prefer Mystic Falls or New York?" She obviously had a secret agenda behind the question, which Damon failed to catch.
"Mystic Falls is definitely home." He said and that made Elena delirious. "Okay what's your… favourite color?" He asked, clearly not taking advantage of the game straight away.
"Seriously that's baby question." She giggled, although she was also curious to know it.
"You won't be saying that by the end of the game." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
"Okay whatever, it's maroon. Now tell me yours."
"Isn't it a baby question?" he smirked and Elena rolled her eyes.
"I was just curious."
"Well it's blue and I was also curious of what made you attracted to me?" He shot the question straight away looking at her straight into the eyes. This game was about to get way interesting.
Elena thought looking at his face while he was doing the eye thing. It was actually a loaded question. Then she looked into his eyes and was taken right back to the day they met at the bar. In that moment she knew the answer.
"Your eyes…" she breathed out. Damon looked up to meet her brown orbs. When he didn't say anything she continued. "I remember the day we first met. I knew that there'd be something special between us the moment I saw your eyes. It gave away the pain and sorrow that I was so familiar with. I knew that I needed to know you in that moment." She finished.
Damon was left speechless. He only asked this question to unleash his cocky sense of humor. But after this he just wanted to kiss her endlessly. So he leaned forward and placed a slow, gentle and lingering kiss. Elena pulled back and smiled at the tender moment.
"My turn." She said. "Tell me the first thing you saw in me?"
"Your face." Damon said bringing the humor back into the game.
Elena glared at him. "Let me rephrase the question and please answer seriously." She gave him a pointed look.
"Yes ma'am." He straightened up and saluted her. She flashed her angry eyes at him. "Okay fine I won't do it anymore." He surrendered.
"What is the first impression of me?" she said softly.
"I noticed that you were just such an innocent soul that went through so many undeserving shits. And I remember how much I wanted to hug you." He said taking her hands in his. Elena smiled at his answer and thought back about the long way they came from that moment, where both of them were lost.
After a few moments he asked his question, "So what is your least favourite thing about me?"
"You can be very thick headed when you want to be." She said smirking.
"Ouch. I guess I deserved it." He clutched his chest in mock.
Soon after this question Damon found Elena in an awkward state of mind. It was as if she was hesitant about asking the question. "Damon how many relationships have you been in?" This is the part of the game that Damon was afraid of. The awkward ex talk.
"3…" he dragged out. Elena raised an eyebrow questioningly. "I don't think one night stands or short term friends with benefit counts." he shrugged.
Elena shook her head in disbelief and muttered. "That explains." "Okay now that you brought up the awkward ex topic I also want to know the amount of people you dated." He crosses his arms across his chest.
"5. Including all types of possible non-biological relationships with a male." She said displaying out her inexperience compared to him. "How many people did you sleep with?" She asked rapidly crossing her arms this time and looking challengingly like a typical girlfriend.
"I don't know probably hundreds." He didn't hide or hesitate before giving the answer. He knew he should feel petrified, but something about this side of Elena made him want to somewhat rile her up and also ask sexual questions, which told him what an amateur she is compared to him. "How many of your non-biological relationships stuffed the turkey? He asked bluntly.
Elena's mouths formed in a big 'o' and blush started to come across his cheeks. "You did not just call me a turkey." Elena exclaimed.
"That's not the answer to the question I asked." He said playfully shaking his head in mock disapproval.
Elena let out an angry breath before playing his game. "4 bananas got inside my tight warm ring donut." She said seductively making him hard for her. He was also insanely jealous of the other 3. She could clearly sense the heat rise in the room. "So tell me did you enjoy the company of more than one turkey at the same time?" She asked her question.
"Yes. I also had wild experiences." He said simply. "Who was the best in bed out of the people you slept with?" he smirked.
As if he doesn't know the answer. Elena thought. But she decided to rile him up a little. "I don't know. Let me think about the past experiences." She closed her eyes and acted like she was in deep concentration.
Damon knew she was playing. "Perhaps a repeat of last night will make your judgment easier." He said and Elena smirked this time.
"Fine you. But I'm not complaining about repeating last night." she said licking her lips. With that she yawned showing off her sleepiness. It was already 9 o'clock. They've spent the whole day doing nothing. Yet it was very comforting.
"Or we could cuddle and fall asleep." Elena flashed him one of her cute smile before going closer to him and laying her head down on his chest as he lay across the carpet leaning against the sofa.
"We still need to finish the game." She mumbled.
"Okay it was your turn. Ask away."
"What is the wildest thing you've ever done?" It was purely asked because she couldn't think of any other question at that moment. It would be no surprise to her if he revealed it was jumping off of a cliff.
"I think it was when I stole drugs from the dealer and almost got shot." He said it too low because it was a part of the past he didn't want to remember. He was trying to impress Katherine by putting himself in danger and also to get the shit that he at that age thought was piece of heaven.
Elena knew that it was way out of his comfort zone to elaborate it. So she remained quiet. However a question did linger on the back of her head. She knew about Damon and Katherine's history and what they used to do, but she never knew how he got into this mess. It was a big part of who he was today and she knew she needed to know it.
"So how did you meet mister 'We-broke-up-but-I-need-a-dance-partner-because-I'm-lonely'?" he asked suddenly after a pregnant pause.
"What?" she looked at him confused.
"I believe it was my turn. So how did you meet that…what's his name again?"
"Liam." She finished for him and glared playfully. "He was my colleague, teaching biology. Therefore we met." She said in short letting out a sigh.
"It's a shame that he's a biology teacher. It was one of my favourite subject back in high school." He said shaking his head.
Elena chuckled and remained silent once again. She couldn't get rid of the question in her head. She decided to pull off the bandage. "Damon how did you get into the mess with her?" She felt him go stiff underneath her as soon as the words left her mouth.
Damon didn't need any more explanation about who her was. Elena pulled back to see his face and saw that he was thinking. "I would've loved to say that it's okay if you don't want to spill it, but I can't. I need to know this. It's a part of who you are and who you were." She said stroking his cheeks softly. He finally met her gaze and let out a sigh. "I always had a crush on her in high school. I wanted her to notice me and she knew that. She deliberately played with me to see how far I can go to get her attention. But she noticed me one day at a college party." He didn't mention the part where they got drunk and had sex. "Then we started dating. She had a lot of secrets she wouldn't tell me. But one day I beat a guy to defend her. In that day she said I had a lot of potentials. Then she revealed her secrets and I got lost in them. That day changed everything." After saying it out loud he felt a weight go off of his chest. He felt so much better. He looked down at Elena who was still stroking his cheeks. He wasn't expecting her to smile before placing the softest kiss on his lips.
"Thank you for sharing it." She said and then claimed her place back against his chest. "Now do the honors of finishing the game."
Damon thought hard about the last question. He ended up with a question that was neither too scandalous nor playful but it felt like it was the right question. "Did you give Sarah my last name before or after I showed up?"
Elena wasn't expecting this to be his last question but it was a relevant question. "Before. I think Sarah Salvatore has a nicer ring to it than Sarah Gilbert. And moreover she reminded me of you. It was like I was carrying a piece of you all the time. I felt comfort whenever I touched my belly just like the time I was with you. Even though at the time I was uncertain about everything else, I was certain about the result of our love." She finished her speech. Damon was awestruck by all of it. He fell even harder for this angel in his lap. She was right. Even if the whole world remains uncertain their love would never be.
"I love you so much." He whispered.
"I love you too." They sealed those words with a kiss, although it turned into a make out session.
This fucking chapter was a huge pain in the ass to write. I don't know why but I had the worst writers block for those questions. I was honestly trying to run away from writing it. But thank the heaven for allowing me to finish it.
Btw Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. I'm sorry that I couldn't write any Christmas or New Year one-shot but I'm pretty sure ¾th of the people reading this story didn't even check them out yet. In that case DO IT. And please review as it really makes me happy.
Also I have uploaded five poems on my soon to be new story Brightness and Warmth Met Darkness and Cold. Those poems are really gripping. It gives away what to look forward to. Lastly I mean I don't think it'll take more than 10 minutes of your day to go see it.
The song used is Crying in the Club by Camilla Cabello. (I'm not sure this particular phrase is a part of the song or just another short song for the music video's intro.) The entire songs lyric don't quite go with it but these particular phrase emphases on questions, which is what this entire chapter id about.