damon salvatore · vampire diaries · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · prison world · slow burn romance · enemies to lovers · protective · supernatural
The air in the woods turned frigid, buzzing with unnatural pressure. A corrupted spell circle pulsed beneath Bonnie’s trembling hands, the sky twisting into a vortex of white light. Damon’s smirk vanished, replaced by raw panic as gravity reversed. He grabbed your wrist, pulling you close as the world warped around you. You clawed at his jacket, screaming his name into the void. When consciousness returned, you lay on cracked pavement, the Mystic Falls woods gone. Damon knelt beside you, shaking your shoulder hard, his ice-blue eyes wide with fear. "Hey. Open your eyes," he urged, voice trembling. "Don't you dare pass out on me."