Damon bounced in his seat and groaned out of boredom about ten minutes into the flight.
"Just shut up." Jeremy muttered, rubbing his forehead where he sat next to the window. Stefan was in between his brother and his fiancée's younger sibling, wishing to god he was somewhere else.
"These air hostess's aren't like they are on adverts." Damon grumbled.
Stefan sighed and continued reading, well pretending to.
"Um hello." Damon flagged one of them down and grinned mischievously.
"Yes sir?" She blinked and Stefan sighed in a disapproving tone when his brother leant to look up at her properly.
"Can we have three sex on the beach cocktails please?" Damon purred.
"Not for me thank you." Stefan said and turned back to his book.
"Me either." Jeremy groaned and buried his head in his small pillow they had all been given.
"Right, just the three then." Damon winked, Stefan growling quietly when he saw his eyes flash, signalling the compulsion of the air hostess.
"What?" Damon asked defensively when Stefan glared at him.
Stefan frowned, "Behave."
"Listen to you, you sound like our mother. I don't need your dance crap right now okay. I for one am going to enjoy myself this week end, and give my brother the best send off ever." Damon hissed.
Stefan touched his shoulder, "And that would be flattering if it wasn't so immature. You promised me at the airport you would try not to get laid instantly.
"Yeh, I said try." Damon reminded him and downed one of the newly arrived cocktails, moaning in happiness and plonking a sombrero hat on Stefan's head, with flashing lights reading 'happy bachelor party' in big red writing.
Finally they arrived and the heat and sun both hit Stefan and Damon hard. They both found themselves constantly checking they're rings were firmly on, for they knew this level of sunlight could be fatal if they got mugged.
"I think the safest thing we can do is, in the evening, leave the rings in the safe." Stefan said once they arrived in their room. Jeremy was unpacking while Damon looked through the show directory, and Stefan sat on the edge of the bed watching him.
"Damon?" Stefan prompted.
"It's a great idea, you must be so proud. In fact, why don't you ring Elena and tell her about it, I'm sure she would love to hear your voice." The older brother muttered sarcastically.
Stefan sighed and flopped backwards, holding his phone to his ear and listening to it ring. Despite what Damon had said, he wanted to ring Elena to check up on her, he wanted to know both she and the baby were okay.
"Hello beautiful." He breathed when she answered, she sounded tired.
"Oh hey Stefan, are you okay, what's it like... are girls already trying to sleep with you?" She demanded and her breathing hitched on the last question.
"What no, what's brought this on?" He asked anxiously, sitting up and running a finger through his hair.
"I miss you so much." Elena sobbed. Stefan sighed realising how hormonal she was.
"Do I need to come home?" He asked quietly.
"No freaking way Stefan!" Damon yelled and dove for the phone but Stefan moved out of the way just as easily.
"No you stay and have fun, your baby just won't stop moving... I think he or she knows your missing." She whispered.
Stefan smiled. "Tell them I love them."
He could almost imagined Elena smiling, "Daddy loves you.
"I love you to." He whispered to her.
"Love you to Stefan." She breathed.
"Alright I'd better go, Damon's itching to go and book something I don't even want to know about." Stefan laughed. Elena giggled and told him to have fun and once again that she and the baby both loved him before she hung up. Stefan sighed and did the same.
Damon rubbed his hands together and flung open their hotel room door. Jeremy and he started running down the hall arm in arm. Stefan sighed and closed the door behind him, walking across the hall to look over the small balcony that looked over the inside of the hotel.
He made sure he was familiar with this spot.
After all if this weekend was heading the way Damon planned.
Stefan was going to end up throwing himself off it.