RANDOM WORD: PERMANENT
He was never changing. Never failing. Eternally loyal. Eternally there.
She knew that forever with Damon meant just that. Forever. Some might scoff at his ability to focus or be true to anything other than himself, but not Bonnie. Bonnie knew just how devoted Damon could be with any task he felt was truly worth his time.
It hadn't been easy for him to change her mind about vampires.
"You're all murders. Takers. No regard for the hurt or the damage you cause!" She had raged at him the evening Caroline had almost died from an attack by one of Katherine's minions.
"Bonnie, please." Elena had pleaded.
"No," Damon had interjected from his shadowy seat in the corner. "Let her talk. She's right. There's no point in hiding or denying the facts. Vampires are murders.
Takers. Very rarely do we have regard for the hurt or the damage we cause." He had risen from his seat and left the room abruptly.
When he had showed up on her doorstep that night she wished she could say she had been surprised, but somehow, she knew he'd come.
"She's gone. The vampire that hurt Caroline won't ever hurt anyone else ever again. I know that doesn't mean a lot coming from me and that you would rid the world of us entirely if you could, but I thought you should know. It's the least I could do."
Her warm, soft, dry lips press to his for the first time and she knows that this moment is sealing a fate that's never going to change. The way his fingertips grip her hips she sure leaves marks that won't ever entirely fade.