Long time no see! … Or read, I guess :P

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, if you write you know how sometimes it is just not happening? Well that's the way that it was.

So sorry it has been so long, and I hope you enjoy the chapter!

They held each other afterwards, their sweat an adhesive to the other. Her head resting on his chest, with two of her limbs swung over his front. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, pressing her naked body closer to his side, the other stroking her hair. Eyes closed. Enveloping the moment.

"If this is my last day to live-" she started.

"No."

"Would you please let me fin-"

"No." He stated sharply.

"I'm not saying when, I'm just saying if." He didn't respond, but remained tense. She pressed her lips to his strong heart and murmured another plea muffled by his chest. He relaxed at this, so she seized the opportunity and started again.

"If this is my last day to live-"

"Elena please" he whispered. She lifted herself from her laying position and sat up. She could not stand seeing him pained, his eyes closed, his thick brow furrowed, his lips pressed into a fine line, his sculpted jaw subtly quivering.

"Hey." she said. After a moment or two his eyes opened, but remained slits. She reached out and traced his face with her fingertips. He released a staggered breath, and closed his eyes again. She straddled him to get his attention, she wanted him to hear what she had to say, no avoiding.

"Then I'm glad I'm spending it with you" she smiled. He sat up and kissed her so hard she felt completely dizzy. Such fervor, she could not comprehend. When they separated, he pulled back and reached up to tuck her fallen hair behind her ear. Her eyes closed, lost in his touch.

"There's nowhere else I would rather be" he whispered, and kissed her forehead. His lips lingered there for a moment; he dropped his head but didn't pull back, his cheek pressed to hers. Caught up in her scent.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his ear before she said, "I love you so much." In a barely coherent hum, and she began to kiss her way to his lips. Though not in a seductive way, just lovingly. Nonetheless, chills emanated down his spine, and he tightened his grip on her waist. Before she could reach his mouth he pulled back, and whispered,

"You have no idea," his breathe against her lips. And he kissed her

"8 hours." He said looking up from his watch, and across the table at Elena who had requested his marvelous pancakes for lunch. Just 8 hours? He thought. That wasn't nearly long enough time to give Elena everything that she deserved.

"Just like five seconds ago." She smirked. "Seriously I am gonna take that watch away from you." She said sternly. He just shuffled his feet under the table. They ate in silence for minutes when Elena noticed he was staring at her.

"What?" she said with a mouth full of pancakes.

"You're cute, and I love you. That's all." Elena stared at him. After a minute or two she finished her pancakes and got up to wash the dishes. She started the water and nearly knocked over the soap bottle, surprised to feel a hand on her hip.

"God, you scared me." She said reaching back for the sponge.

"Sorry." He whispered against her ear. He brushed her chocolate hair out of the way to get a better angle at kissing her neck.

"No, you're not." Elena said attempting to scrub the dishes.

"No, I'm really not." He mumbled against her jaw. "But" he started kissing her neck again, "You" he slid his hands into her front pockets, "Love me anyways" using the tip of his tongue along the column of her neck and stopping at her ear, "don't you?" he hummed.

Elena finally turned around and wiped her wet hands on his clean grey shirt. She looked up at him with a furrowed brow and placed her hands on her hips.

"Maybe" she said and wormed her way out of his arms, to clear the table.

"You take that back…" he started tickling her sides. She squirmed but he wouldn't let up. She was writhing with laughter.

"Okay, okay okay… I take it back." She said straightening up wearily. She closed the distance between them and kissed him, short and sweet. "You know I love you." She pulled back and started to walk up the stairs

"Where are you going?" he asked.

" I'm going to take a shower." She called back. Mua ha ha ha, he thought as he watched her skip up the stairs.

Elena slowly took off her clothes and started the water; she took very little effort in finding the perfect temperature. She closed the sliding glass door, and reached for the shampoo. Forgetting that she wasn't alone, she began singing the Christina Perri song, a thousand years. When it came to the chorus she started belting, completely unaware that a naked man had just entered the room. He was staring at her for what must have been a while not wanting to disrupt this ongoing parade of cute. But at one point or another he became far too turned on to do much but get in there with her. When he tapped on the glass, momentarily before entering she could've sworn she had a heart attack. She knocked the shampoo on the rack and some how managed to get her hair caught in the showerhead. At this point Stefan stepped in and proceeded to untangle her hair.

"You are so cute." He said, once her hair had fallen back down to her shoulders where it belonged. She let herself giggle and her own embarrassment,

"Thank you," She gave, as she turned around and bent down to get the shampoo. She set it back up and reached for the conditioner, but Stefan intercepted her.

"Please allow me." He said as he squirted some into his palm. Elena looked wary, but nonetheless turned so he could better have at her hair. He gently lathered it onto her hair and began massaging it into her scalp. He was totally seducing her, she knew, but she was totally going to let him.