Title: He Should Have Seen It Coming.
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
charcters: Damon, Bonnie, Elena, Stefan.
Rating: PG14
Genre: Future fic, romance, angst, friendship.
Note: I do not follow TVD, but my inspiration is gone for a while so I thought that changing my air vrebbe helped. This story is the pairing D / E, D / B, S / E, B / J.
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When you live for centuries, certain things you see them coming.
events are parts of a chess game where you were four moves ahead.
know that certain things will happen. As the outbreak of World War I who found the final push into the death of Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria. As the French Revolution originated from the dissatisfaction of the middle class that had absorbed the British liberal model. As the fashion for trousers elephant's leg after the release of disco music. You know that certain things will happen, and if you do not fear for your life - why not have one in the classical sense, boring and very overrated, by the word - so you can sit and enjoy the show - taking advantage of the general confusin make a snack more than usual.
Moreover, it is not your fault if you do not have weight problems and are a charming Italian-American stallion fitted with the charm and fisique du role that was so sadly denied to your brother.
However, the point is that if you are a vampire and live for centuries, certain things you see them coming. So, theoretically, Damon should not have been so pleasantly surprised to see Elena's hazel eyes open and smile at him, wishing him good morning as he looked - as it did in the last hour - as usually happens in more traditional - and so pathetic, disgusting, silly - teen movie that respects.
Having to identify the moment when things began to get very good for him, and definitely bad for Stefan perhaps it would show the day that his dear brother had ceased to be a pitiful imitation of a fascinating creature of the night to drink the lovely neck of a non-virgin girl little complacent (Damon was not picky, and during the twenty-first century. you may die of hunger before you meet a virgin, unless you are on the hunting easy and you dedicate yourself to the assault of the cradles), leaving him to open the dance with Elena.
Oh, and the dances were now open really thought with a grin while he answered "Good morning to you, beauty
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He could feel her smell hovering over each of his room, and it was a good company while waiting for Helen to come home. Pleasant long as it is the only company available for the next eighty seconds, because he had to admit, was one who was bored pretty quickly.
huffed mouth bending espressine with a conspiratorial eyebrow when he heard laughter coming from the end of the corridor. The house was empty and this meant that there was someone to talk to, and possibly to be given on the nerves, while they fell by his beautiful no matter what keep him from devoting the same attention he was entitled.
Maybe Jenna would offer him a drink and he would let out a sincere and gentle opinion about what his nephew had been lucky in fact engaged by counting the bad taste he had shown until then. From this vampire class that he would not have enjoyed had the misfortune of his brother. Not silently, at least.
When he reached the door, leaning elegantly against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, he found himself looking in the mirror the reflection of a smiling that Bonnie had her back to listening to the voice Jeremy in the next room - probably intent to do something masculine and erotic as floss or incite to grow facial hair. What kind of taste.
"Without a toga and a hammer does not recognize you," she said making her turn to shoot. Eyes wide open, hand on his chest - was going to kneel and confess undying love?
"My God!" He exclaimed, turning irritated eyes.
"There have to be so formal," he said with a shrug, "You can call Damon"
"What are you doing here?" Said Bonnie , ignoring his reply.
"For now, no" clear breaking away from the jamb, "Helen, will soon"
The witch showed him a disgusted expression "My contempt for you is reaching levels not thought were even humans that are addressed"
"I love being your inspiration," he said smiling ironically, "When you want to write poems about my extraordinary beauty does not let you stop my shyness"
"In fact, I feel inspired," she said with a tone of false light, that forced to smile - of tension, even if not admitted even under torture. A few seconds after Damon found himself leaning forward to press his hands against his temples in the vain hope of stopping its dall'esplodergli cerebral arteries.
Damon looked up at her, while the pain was slowly absorbed from his immortal body.
"As you see, your shyness did not stop me"
"at least not before the fourth aneurysm" he said, straightening his back.
"I was overwhelmed by a burning passion for art," she admitted with an innocent smile.
"Here's the only thing that burned my brain was" clenching his teeth Damon objected to the irritation.
was really an insult to be at the mercy of a witch, little more than an adolescent after crossing free world wars and a disturbing predilection for the grease.
For its part, Bonnie was deeply pleased with himself and not at all reluctant to show it.
"And I thought my day could not improve ..." she said almost dreamily swaying.
"Oh Treasury, underestimate your potential, "he said sarcastically," If everything you have to spend your time is your pedantic, pedantic person, and maybe a kid who has to run with a chart in my wallet that says' insert & rsquo ; object A into slot B 'then I would say that your day can only improve "and with that he disappeared into the corridor, leaving it to pull a Bears through the door.
He needed some work 'on reflection, that girl.
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He had waited so long for it-arming a melancholy strength that reminded him doing Stefan doubt their dignity fiendish creature - who indulge in the moments when Helen let go of him looking at him with love is above all a duty. He had a name to keep, after all.
But beyond this, the fact was that no one was looking so much of that time that the realization of what Elena felt for him made him elated, exhausted, and mad. A little more than usual.
He had spent the best years of his non-death chasing a vampire and selfish bastard - older than him, cost him to admit it - that took him around , and rejected. Not necessarily in that order. So stay with Elena became his prize, his revenge.
And finally someone chose him instead of Stefan.
Yes, maybe 170 years were just to have an inferiority complex - especially to one who had self-flogging an art form and roam the world as the parody of a tragic greek hero - but there were so many stand to qualify for the second ever.
His father had always preferred to Stefan, he was diligent, serious and honorable.
Katherine had the illusion that his efforts were served something that was able for once to be favored in comparison to his brother and then tell him in the face - at the beginning of what was expected to be an exceptional night of sex & ndash , which had always been Stefan, and that he had never loved.
Elena had said exactly the same thing less than a year earlier. And perhaps he himself made the choice - as she swore to the contrary - would have preferred his brother to himself. So when she had given him a chance, had changed his mind, looked at him as you watch the person you love, had replaced the natural world on its axis, balancing the fate of humanity, and other various little things which generally could not care less.
He ran his fingers through the hair of the girl who spoke with her voice thin and sweet and smiled with a light in his eyes that he was familiar. It was the light of those who have much to say but you see the right moment slip through our hands, because a wrong word that refers could ruin every thing. Elena was one of those souls who were the force sadness and believed that the expectations have always a meaning. And at times he understood why she and Stefan were both attracted to each other - even if it still did not consider the obvious excuse that she had shown bad taste - but he had no intention of asking if it happened again.
"What are you thinking?" She asked, leaving caress as it were a porcelain doll.
"That you're a creature very lucky having me as a sexual partner, and I love you, "he admitted after an initial loss" what are you thinking? "asked to flee her silence.
"I'm thinking ..." saw her fumbling and awkward smile ".... I'm thinking the same thing, "he said.
'You think you're lucky, "he asked" I've always been wary of the bad buzz on IQ of cheerleader, "he said in a tone forcibly loving" Unfortunately, I was afraid I was smart "he said, and she laughed before you print a kiss on the mouth.
"I love you too," she admitted clinging with his hands around his shoulders.
Elena had just put the natural world on its axis, balancing the fate of humanity, and other various little things which would generally not been able to import less.
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