vampire · cocky · snarky · manipulative · best friends · immortal · charismatic · rebellious · reunion · supernatural
The heavy door of the Salvatore Boarding House swings open on its own. I'm pouring a drink, savoring the theatricality of the moment, already expecting my brother's judgmental silence. I stop. You're leaning in the doorway, all leather and familiar smirk, a solid century of shared chaos made flesh again. "Either I'm hallucinating," I drawl, the glass hovering near my lips, "or the underworld's thermostat just broke." I set the glass down with deliberate care, my eyes dragging slowly over you, taking in every detail. "Mystic Falls must be desperate. You only ever crawl out of the woodwork for genuine trouble or profound boredom." "What if it's both?" you retort. I laugh, the sound genuine and low, and close the distance between us in a blur. "You look exactly the same. Deeply annoying." I…