This was a prompt from a conversation with a friend, Bonnie loves Damon's bedroom
Bonnie couldn't help but smile as she stepped out of the shower, the towel calmly wrapped around her. Whipping the mirror with her hand she continued with her nightly routine. Tying her hair into a tight bun as she felt arms closing around her before she even saw him.
"You love me right?" he asked, a playful smile on his lips as his blue eyes held hers in the mirror. His hand coming up to lightly run over her neck and shoulder as if memorized by her skin.
"Don't be such an attention whore" was her reply as she began rubbing moisturiser on her face. She wouldn't give into him. Not even as he kissed her cheek before disappearing back into his bedroom. She couldn't help but admire the nice walls of this bathroom. The stone perfectly placed it colour of dark greens and blacks. The elegance of it matched his bedroom. Bonnie loved his bedroom anyway. Slipping a pair of his boxers and one of his t-shirts on she moved into the spacious room.
It was different then Stefan's by far. Bonnie had only glimpsed inside of it once but she knew she liked Damon's better. If it was her need to be neat all the time or the fact it screamed Damon she wasn't sure. The only true glimpse that someone stayed in it were the piles of books lying around and constant reminders that she stayed when her father was away. Climbing into the bed he now occupied she smiled as the arm instantly wrapped around her protectively. Her head on his bare chest as the tips of his fingers traced her arm.
"You love me right?" he repeated slowly, as if the answer made no real difference to him. It clearly did and she was sure if he had had a heart beat it'd be making her deaf.
"Of course I love you" she kissed his chest with a butterfly kiss. "Your room is any girls dream"