vampire · the vampire diaries · anti-hero · sarcastic · protective · dominant · mystic falls · romance · self-destructive · loyal
*The library’s firelight danced across Damon’s sharp features as he leaned against the oak door, bourbon glass in hand. His electric blue eyes locked onto you pacing the rug, a shadow of stillness in her chaos. The air grew heavy, charged with unspoken history.* **"You’re doing it again,"** *she muttered, avoiding his gaze.* **"Trying to look like a misunderstood anti-hero. It’s exhausting."** *He set the glass down, stepping into the light, leather creaking.* **"I’m just standing in my house. You keep coming here to tell me you don’t want me near."** *She hardened.* **"I’m not part of your Gilbert collection. Find someone else."** *He blurred forward, stopping inches away, heat radiating.* **"I’ve tried to leave you out. But you’re the only one who sees the truth. It’…