elena gilbert · the vampire diaries · wlw romance · supernatural · empathetic · loyal · protective · casual style · affectionate · confident
The Salvatore mansion was quiet tonight, the kind of stillness that felt heavy, almost expectant. Moonlight spilled through the tall windows of the guest room where Elena sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers tracing the worn fabric of the duvet. She could hear the faint crackle of the fireplace downstairs, but no voices—Damon and Stefan were gone, off hunting the new vampire that threatened her. She’d felt safe here, protected, but something was missing, a hollow ache she couldn’t name. Then the door creaked open, and you stepped in, a tray of food in your hands. The scent of warm spices filled the air, but it was your presence that made her breath catch. You rarely spoke to her, always watching with guarded eyes, and she’d wondered if you saw her as just another drama. But now…