Chapter 12: Wait a Minute

The birds were chirping, the sun was shining in the sky, the heat just right. The city was in havoc as normal, people trying to get from and to work. A normal day in New York, no matter what day it was. Whether it be a weekday or the weekend. Everyone was awake, rise and shine was their phrase. The earlier they were up, the better for them.

That was for everyone but two who still lay still inside of bed, under the silk sheets, asleep to the world. He lay with his head buried into the pillow and his arm wrapped around the brunette's waist as she was stirring from sleep, her hair splayed across the pillows. Blinking, she moaned slightly, still feeling tired as it was trying to drag her back into a sleep. Looking over at the time, she seen it was 10:00am and looked over to Damon who was in a deep sleep. They hadn't got to sleep til about 3 or 4. They were up all night, just talking. Unfortunately, still no mention of the man in question. Licking her lips, she slowly sat up, holding the covers to her chest, trying to be quiet. Letting out a breath, she slipped from the bed and ran into the bathroom quickly, closing the door over. She needed to clear head, she needed to think before he woke up.

Walking out of the bathroom, she seen Damon still in a sleep slumber and smiled, brushing her wet hair into a ponytail as she looked in his cupboard finding one of his button up shirts to slip on. Lifting her bra, she clipped it on and then slipped the shirt onto her shoulder, buttoning up the first few buttons, leaving her breasts revealed. Searching through his draws, she pulled out a pair of boxers, smiling shyly and slipped them on up her legs. Looking over to him, she smiled softly and walked into the living room, taking it in.

It was wide, a big open space. The kitchen was only separated by an island, which was a beautiful black marble. The curtains were a black silk with white flowers, that contrasted well with the white wallpaper. There was no way he had designed this. Chewing her lip, she looked around, smiling big. The place was just breathtaking, so beautiful. It was definitely Damon alright. Seeing her bag, she moved over, still being quiet and rummaged around in it, grabbing her phone as she moved into the kitchen, dialing Caroline's number.

"Ellllo?" The blonde called down the phone loudly.
"Jeez, would you hush it, some of us just woke up, ya know?" The brunette moaned, searching the fridge as she got out strawberries, milk and maple syrup.
"Ooooh, did someone just wake up from the land of sex?" Smirking down the phone she laughed.
"Hardy ha. So funny Caroline." Placing the ingredients down on the side, she looked in the cupboard for flour and took it out, grabbing the sugar too.
"What are you both up to then?" She questioned, turning the shower on.
"Damon is still in the land of sleep and I am making some breakfast." Licking her lips, she grabbed a carton of orange, pouring two glasses.

"YOUR making breakfast? What are you making exactly?"
"Pancakes, with strawberries and cream, some maple syrup. I wanted it to be a...thank you for not bolting out the door and hunting down my abusive ex-boyfriend."
"Oh my god," She gasped loudly, "You told him!? What did he say!?"
"Calm your horses, I told him, but unfortunately, I didn't get the name in." She bit her lip timidly.
"Elena! That was the whole point!" Caroline groaned.

"He jumped, he was going mental. I didn't have time to get the name in. He heard ex-boyfriend and abuse, that's all. Then it was like dun dun, end of conversation."
"You need to tell him, before STEFAN does, alright? It will be worse."
"Yeah yeah, I got it. I'll tell him when he wakes up, I promise or...I'll try to."
"DO IT!"

The brunette stared at the phone as the line went dead rolled her eyes, putting her phone on the table as she got to making the pancakes. She loved cooking, she just hadn't done it for a long time, it hadn't been at the top of her list. Licking her lips, she let out a breath and made the pancake mix, pouring it into the pan as she watched it sizzle. Feeling arms wrap around her waist, she screamed in surprise, turning around as she placed her hands over her chest, feeling her heart pounding against her rib cage.

"Damon, jeez! A heads up would be lovely!" Elena told him, wide-eyed as she looked him over, seeing that he was shirtless and only wearing sweats.
"Oh Lena," Damon grinned, laughing and placed his hands on her waist, pulling her against him, "My head is always up."
"You are gross." She laughed, leaning into him when he placed kisses down her neck.
"Oh, you love it." Kissing the top of her head, he looked around, "Whatcha making? Pancakes, hmm?"
"Yeah, with strawberries, maple syrup, maybe some cream. Still deciding."
"Oh, your deciding?" Shaking his head, he laughed.
"Yes, your orange juice is there, drink and shush."

Laughing, he moved around her, lifting his glass as he took a sip, watching Elena continue to make the pancakes. Sitting on the stool, he watched her with a smile and tilted his head to the side. How did he get someone so beautiful, so stunning and gorgeous. Was luck finally on his side? He knew he'd been screwed over in the past, then he screwed people over in return. That was the game for Elena at first, but...she's just...her. Licking his lips, he inhaled, catching the scent of her jasmine as he grinned happily.

"It's getting creepy now mister, quit the staring." The brunette commented with a grin.
"Oh, is it?" He smirked, slipping off the stool as he moved towards her quickly and she laughed, moving around the island as he grabbed her, pulling her back against him.
"Oi! Get off me!" Laughing, she held onto him as he dragged her back, lifting her onto the counter as he stepped between her legs.
"Oh beauty." Kissing her softly, he cupped her face in his hands as she moved her arms around his waist, dragging her nails along his lower back.

Running her hands up into his hair, she pulled at it lightly, getting him closer to her as she bit his lip, causing him to groan. Placing his hands on her thighs, he pulled her closer against him, running his hands up her thighs and under her shirt, exploring the skin hidden under the material. Giggling, she pulled away, grinning at him.

"Have I told you how...fucking sexy you look in my shirt?" Tilting his head, he looked her over.
"Nope, but have I told you how sexy YOU look without a shirt?" Grinning, she kissed him again, looking into his eyes.
"Hmm, guess were too good for each other." He murmured under his breath.
"Maybe." Laughing, she kissed him again, "Breakfast is probably ready."

Jumping down, she went back over to the stove, flipping the pancake as Damon got a couple of plates out and placed them on the side next to her as she smiled, putting the pancakes onto the plates and began decorating them with the strawberries, cream and maple syrup. Laughing, he left her too it and went out to the hall to lift his newspaper from the door and began reading the front. Nodding, he walked back into the kitchen, seeing Elena sitting at the island waiting for him with a shy smile.

"Bon appetite."
"Thank you madam, it looks delicious, like a little something else does." He answered, grinning when she blushed.
"Anything for the man of the house." She answered, beginning to eat as he watched her.
"Lena?"
"Yeah?" Looking up, she gave him a soft smile and raised an eyebrow.
"About last night...you never told me who it was."
"Damon." The brunette sighed, putting her knife and fork down.
"Look, I just want to know okay? I know you don't like talking about it, but I still feel...so angry that it happened to you Elena, you didn't deserve it."
"I told you because I...just needed to get it off my chest and-"
"And what? You needed to get it off your chest? Who was it Elena?"

Swallowing hard, she looked at him, not knowing what to say and looked up, hearing the front door open. Damon looked away from her, moving out of the kitchen as he grinned at whoever had entered. Letting out a shaky breath, she pushed the plate away. Yup, she wasn't so hungry anymore. She couldn't keep doing this, she needed to tell him. Walking out into the living room, she froze and went wide-eyed, seeing Stefan there. Damon moved past her and into the kitchen, going to get a drink for Stefan.

"Well hello again Elena." He smirked, looking her over and licked his lips.
"Stefan." Clearing her throat, she crossed her arms over her chest, wishing the ground would suck her up. Only dressed in Damon's shirt. NICE.
"How have you been? I haven't seen you in a while, actually didn't expect to see you again." He gave her what seemed to be a friendly smile, causing her to shiver.

"Looks like some things are meant to happen sooner or later, huh?" She shrugged weakly, not having the energy to do this, especially with Damon here.
"Sooner than later I hope." Stefan grinned as she glared at him, tears building behind her eyes as she stared at the person she once knew in front of her.
"What chit chat are you two up to?" Damon asked, passing Stefan a bottle of water.
"Nothing, just the normal." Elena answered, her voice hoarse as she blinked back the tears, but not before Damon seen them, making him frown.
"We were talking about what a nice day it is, isn't that right Elena?" Raising an eyebrow, he looked over at her.
"Y...yeah. Beautiful day." She whispered, feeling pain behind her chest, getting heavier second by second.

The brunette rubbed at her chest, swallowing back the fountain of tears that were begging to spill over as Stefan smiled, drinking his water. Damon looked between the two of them, his eyebrows furrowing as he watched the tears glazing in Elena's eyes again as she looked around the whole room as if she were trying to distract herself. Looking back at Stefan, he went wide-eyed.

"Wait a minute." Damon spoke slowly, his voice full of question and anger as he looked at Elena. Looking at him, she swallowed, seeing the look in his eyes as she closed her eyes, hiding the tears. That was it. He'd clicked.

A/N: Hey everyone, hope you enjoyed :D

Shauna
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