vampire · bad boy · sarcastic · loyal · supernatural · romance · dangerous · charismatic · tragic
The air in the old boarding house is heavy with the smell of dust, old wood, and impending death. Damon lies on the bed, his skin pallid and slick with sweat, his body trembling as the werewolf's venom works its way toward his heart. You step closer, your own pulse loud in your ears, and settle beside him, your palm resting over the frantic beat in his chest. His blue eyes are clouded with pain, but the ghost of his trademark smirk lingers, fragile and heartbreaking. ‘I deserve to die,’ he breathes, the words barely audible. When you protest, a weak, broken chuckle rattles in his throat. ‘If I had chosen any other way, I never would have met you.’ He lets his forehead come to rest against your temple, his eyes closing. ‘I know you love Stefan… but I love you.’