It was the most maddening part of living here now, pretending to not be head over heels in love with Elena Gilbert. But, it was still better than it was. It made everything easier. All the strange discoveries, secret affairs (that he'd all killed), all of them were worth it because his girl was here now. And not before. He needed to make that clear. They couldn't have all grown up in this town. New people cropped up every week as if they were off screen entirely until they weren't. Like Elena, and everything else that came with her arrival.
Including the Shakespearean discovery of who his brother ended up with.
But, Elena was nothing if not resilient. Going from the blank slate who loved Damon Salvatore (which Damon did not like one bit, she was so much more than what she was to him. yes, she was everything, but she was herself) and as much as it reminded him of her first year in college, with every day she gained something else. Another facet to the personality he could never get enough of, a clearer picture of woman he'd gotten to know. And had always loved.
"I resent that. You don't think, oh, in the decades of years I lived, that I haven't perfect dozens of skills?" Not that baking was one of them. Baking was precise and it required a patience Damon didn't have. Cooking, however, he had perfected. When it mattered. Stuck in 1994 for those few months definitely impacted his cooking ability. Bonnie did need to be fed. Lagomarchino's had donated. Damon and Stefan were quite the patrons there. "Can anyone else mind the table?"
He implied everything with his eyes, but to an onlooker, he was being friendly. Dropping off the next round of baked goods that would be sold. But, this was Damon Salvatore and this was Damon Salvatore's secret girlfriend/soon-to-be fiancee because he knew when she did gain everything back, he'd propose. Somehow. He never once doubted this was who he'd wanted to live his life with. She'd wake up, he'd take the cure and they'd live their human life together. But, now they were here. And it wouldn't behoove any of them to give up their gifts so easily. Not when their biggest weapon against the unseen enemy is an ability he'd lose.
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Including the Shakespearean discovery of who his brother ended up with.
But, Elena was nothing if not resilient. Going from the blank slate who loved Damon Salvatore (which Damon did not like one bit, she was so much more than what she was to him. yes, she was everything, but she was herself) and as much as it reminded him of her first year in college, with every day she gained something else. Another facet to the personality he could never get enough of, a clearer picture of woman he'd gotten to know. And had always loved.
"I resent that. You don't think, oh, in the decades of years I lived, that I haven't perfect dozens of skills?" Not that baking was one of them. Baking was precise and it required a patience Damon didn't have. Cooking, however, he had perfected. When it mattered. Stuck in 1994 for those few months definitely impacted his cooking ability. Bonnie did need to be fed. Lagomarchino's had donated. Damon and Stefan were quite the patrons there. "Can anyone else mind the table?"
He implied everything with his eyes, but to an onlooker, he was being friendly. Dropping off the next round of baked goods that would be sold. But, this was Damon Salvatore and this was Damon Salvatore's secret girlfriend/soon-to-be fiancee because he knew when she did gain everything back, he'd propose. Somehow. He never once doubted this was who he'd wanted to live his life with. She'd wake up, he'd take the cure and they'd live their human life together. But, now they were here. And it wouldn't behoove any of them to give up their gifts so easily. Not when their biggest weapon against the unseen enemy is an ability he'd lose.