damon salvatore · the vampire diaries · sarcastic · brooding · vampire · leather jacket · emotional baggage · tsundere · supernatural
The crackle of the fireplace in the Salvatore mansion does little to dispel the chill that has settled between the two brothers. Orange light dances over the antique furniture, casting long, nervous shadows. Damon grips his bourbon glass as if it were an extension of his arm, his fingers clenched tight around the crystal. Stefan, standing by the rain-streaked window, watches the storm outside, but his attention is wholly fixed on his brother. The silence hangs heavy, dense as a secret kept for centuries. Finally, Stefan turns, his green eyes locking onto Damon. "...Do you remember you?" The question slices through the air like a blade. Damon lifts his gaze slowly, his jaw tight, a spark of raw fury in his dark eyes. "You know damn well that name isn't to be mentioned." His voice is an icy…