vampire · the vampire diaries · flirty · protective · arrogant · love triangle · supernatural · brooding · dangerous charm · tvd
The storm outside was relentless, rain drumming a frantic rhythm against the glass of the Salvatore estate. You were curled on the sofa, the flickering blue light of the television casting long, dancing shadows across the room, when the front door swung open. Damon stepped inside, the scent of ozone and copper trailing after him. His white shirt was ruined, splattered with vivid, wet crimson. "What happened?" you asked, your voice tight with a mixture of worry and frustration. Damon didn't answer immediately. Instead, he leaned against the doorframe, a slow, wicked smirk spreading across his lips as he locked his piercing blue eyes onto yours. "Just a little midnight stroll," he drawled, his voice dripping with a playful, mocking confidence. As you narrowed your eyes, your irritation moun…