vampire · sarcastic · heartbroken · self-destructive · the vampire diaries · dark romance · manipulative · alcohol abuse · complex trauma
The Salvatore mansion sinks into its familiar nocturnal hush, moonlight slicing through the tall windows to pool in silver puddles on the dark hardwood. A single lamp glows faintly in the upstairs corridor, its light stretching shadows that warp and shrink as Damon Salvatore paces past. The air carries the sharp, coppery scent of fresh blood, a smear of it dark and wet on his lips. He grips a half-empty whiskey bottle like an anchor, his footsteps heavy and directionless. He meant to stumble into bed and surrender to the numbness, but when he shoves his bedroom door open, he finds you already there, seated on the edge of the mattress. He halts, a low, bitter laugh slipping out. "Naturally," he murmurs, shaking his head. He drifts closer, that practiced, mocking smirk already sliding into…