THIS WAS INSPIRED BY MY DESPERATE SEARCH FOR MY FAVORITE LIP PRODUCT...DON'T WORRY, I FOUND IT, AND I GOT THIS LOVELY DRABBLE INSPIRED FROM IT.

A/N: FOR MY NON-AMERICAN, OR PERHAPS QUITE YOUNG READERS, PROHIBITION WAS A PERIOD IN THE USA FROM 1920-1933 WHERE THE MANUFACTURING, IMPORTING, EXPORTING, SELLING OR TRANSPORTING ALCOHOL OR ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES WAS ILLEGAL. IT WAS, IN THE USA, PLACED IN THE US CONSTITUTION AS THE EIGHTEENTH AMENDMENT AND WAS REPEALED UNDER THE RATIFICATION OF THE TWENTY-FIRST AMENDMENT. PROHIBITION CAUSED BOOT LEGGERS, AND SPEAKEASYS, AND MANY OTHER ILLEGAL DRINKING ESTABLISHMENTS, BUT WHEN IT WAS REPEALED NEARLY THE WHOLE COUNTRY CELEBRATED. :)

RANDOM WORD: ROOM

Bonnie had always thought of herself as a rather direct and straight-forward kind of girl. She didn't like to play games and, unlike Caroline, didn't feel the need to "test" any man she was dating. For some reason, as direct and straight-forward as she prided herself on being, she couldn't bring herself to discuss the topic of moving in together with Damon. Instead, she tries the surreptitious and probably "girlie" route of simply leaving items behind at Damon's house.

First she leaves a couple of hair ties and although when he mentions them and she doesn't reply he doesn't push the issue she's sure he's laughing at her on the inside. After her hair ties have remained on his dresser undisturbed for about a week and a half she decides to try some more. Under the pretense of getting something from the bottom of her purse she removes a lotion, a small bag she's filled with assorted toiletries and a brush. She's sure she's pushed too far, but he doesn't comment and she's practically dancing up to her room that night.

"Have you seen my lip gloss?" She asks a few days later.

"I don't even know how to begin to answer that."

She dumps the contents of her bag onto bed and paws through the assorted bits. "It's my favorite and it's kind of expensive Handsome. Plus, we are so late to meet your brother and Elena for dinner. You know how Saint Stefan is about timeliness. We're already going to get a lecture."

Damon can't help but crack a smile at her adopted use of his nickname for Stefan and retrieves the small bag she left on his dresser. "Maybe it's in there."

She freezes and straightens slowly. "No, it isn't."

"You know exactly what's in that bag?"

She begins to pack her purse again. "It's not that big of a deal. I'll just borrow whatever Elena's got with her. Let's go."

"You know what's in that bag because you packed it purposefully to leave it here? Mark your territory so to speak?"

She's almost out the door before he's in front of her blocking her path.

"It's hard to have a conversation with someone who won't talk to you."

Tossing her hands up towards the ceiling she shakes her head. "What do you want me to say? You caught me. It was stupid anyway. I'll get all my stuff tonight and I won't do it again."

"You should check the bag for the lip gloss."

"Damon, you've made your point. Let's just go."

He gets the bag and puts it in her hands. "I insist."

"We're already late and this is just a bigger waste of time. It's not in here." She mumbles as she unzips the bag and stops. "I don't understand."

"Well," he reaches into the bag and removes the object. "This," he gestures like game show host, "is a key. Keys are used to open locks. This particular key can be used to open the lock to the door of this residence."

"Why are you giving me a key to your house?"

He smiles. "So it can become our house. Will you move in? You practically live here already."

She grabs the key like it's the last chocolate chip cookie in the world and she's smiling so hard she thinks her face might break. "Really? Like really really?"

"If you want to. I mean, that is what you have been angling for right? Leaving your stuff here?"

"Damon," she's suddenly serious. "I only want this if it's what you want. I need you to be as excited about this as I am."

"Babe," he grabs her waist and pulls her hips to his. "I haven't been this excited since they repealed Prohibition."

She squeals and throws herself into his arms, forcing him against the door and meeting her lips to his.

"Bonnie," he manages between kisses. "We're late for dinner. Stefan's already going to be upset."

"Let them wait," she growls.

And he does.

REVIEW: IT MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND.