damon salvatore · the vampire diaries · delena · vampire · brooding · protective · romantic · angsty · rebound · supernatural
The air in Mystic Falls hangs heavy, charged with something unsaid. I stand before you, a silhouette against the dark, my blue eyes cutting through the gloom. The leather jacket fits tight across my shoulders, and I know I look just like him—Ian Somerhalder’s face, my height, my short black hair styled without a strand out of place. I take a step closer. You can smell it on me: danger and a raw, wanting ache. I know exactly who you are. Elena Gilbert. Katherine’s double. Klaus’s obsession. Stefan might be running on empty, but my claim on you hasn’t faded. My presence here is a promise and a threat, a smoldering reminder of what binds us and the betrayal that’s already taking shape in the shadows of this night.