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єℓєηa ❤ Salvatore (elenathegilbert) wrote in ridgewayresort,
@ 2011-03-21 17:16:00

Entry tags:

elena gilbert, stefan salvatore

WHO: Elena and Stefan
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: Cabin 20
WHAT: Elena and Stefan have snuggle bonding time
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete

Elena was sitting on the couch which-thankfully was back to being inanimate and not throwing her off anymore. She didn't think she should handle being abused by furniture anymore. Hershey and Marshmallow were sound asleep in her lap. Brownie was asleep in her cage and her otter, Peanut Butter was swimming around in the giant aquarium that Elena had bought for him. Yes, Elena ad all her babies near her while the most important baby was was growing inside of her.

She couldn't believe how perfectly things fell into place. The second week of May she and Stefan would be married. By Christmas she'd have her baby. She wasn't in any danger of being killed by an Original here. The only minor inconvenience in her life was that Isobel had shown up. She was pretty sure she could deal with that. Stefan, Damon and Katherine would never let anything happen to her.

She rolled her eyes when suddenly the heads of Hershey and Marshmallow shut up and they made a mad dash towards the front door. Stefa was home. It was really rather endearing to see how much those two loved him.

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-22 02:19 am UTC (link)

Stefan heard the flurry of paws across the cabin floor before he'd even put his key in the lock. He smiled. Opening the door, he put the grocery bags down and bent over to give the two little furballs a quick pet. Hershey was beginning to loose his hair ready for the warmer months, and Stefan had to brush his hand on his jeans to get rid of the black fur. Picking up the bags, he made sure the two animals were safely out of the way of the door before nudging it shut. He walked into the kitchen first to put the bags down before heading through to see were Elena was. He smiled as he saw her sitting on the couch. He swore she was the most beautiful thing in the world. She didn't even have to try. "Hey," he said, crossing to sit down next to her, slipping one arm around her to pull her back against his chest. He kissed her hair before resting his chin on her shoulder.

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-22 02:53 am UTC (link)

Elena turned her face to gently kiss his cheek as he held her from behind. These happy, quiet moments. This is what it was all about. She smiled and snuggled against him for a few months before pushing herself out of the chair and walking towards the kitchen where the grocery bags sat. She helped him unload the parcels and smiled at him. "So what did we want to make for dinner tonight? It doesn't have to be anything fancy. I'm happy with anything so long as I'm spending time with you."

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-22 03:37 am UTC (link)

Stefan followed her into the kitchen and began helping to put away the groceries. He would have liked to tell her to sit back and let him do it, but he was going to try his best not to coddle her from now on. At least, not over the little things.

"Whatever you feel like," he said, putting some dried pasta away in one of the cupboards as he looked back over at her. He smiled. Spending time with Elena was also the only thing that really mattered to him. He was already enjoying this evening, and it had hardly yet begun. "I got a few essentials, so we have the basis for most meals."

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-22 04:35 am UTC (link)

Elena was grateful that he didn't tell her to sit back down. She would have felt awful if he didn't think she could manage unloading groceries. A lot of this had to do with the fact that Elena's pride was wounded. She wanted him to believe in her. To believe she was just as capable of taking care of herself as he was.

"Hmmm lets make something that isn't pasta or steak tonight. What about some grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup?" She smiled at him. "It's quick, it's tasty and it's a perfect 'snuggling up on the couch with my fiancee' food."

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-22 04:42 am UTC (link)

"Is that all?" Stefan asked, almost laughing. He'd been willing to cook her a whole dinner spread, not just some soup and sandwiches. Still, he had to admit, it did sound good. He just hope the soup wouldn't make him think about blood too much. He hadn't fed in a couple of days. He'd been distracted by Isobel's arrival, and he was beginning to feel the hunger pangs coming on. He'd been staving them off with coffee and the odd glass of whiskey from Damon's stash, but he knew he'd have to feed soon. He'd been intending to call Katherine tonight and ask if she was free for some supervision, but spending time with Elena was more important to him right now, and besides, he needed to learn to control himself. Katherine wouldn't always be able to be there to check he didn't give in to the bloodlust. This was something he needed to do himself, and soon.

He smiled as he walked across to Elena, taking a moment to run his hand through her soft, long hair as he looked down at her. He hoped she couldn't see what was going on inside his head. He didn't want to worry her with another thing. Besides, it was nothing. He wasn't going to let it ruin this evening.

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-23 01:17 am UTC (link)

She smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders. "You know I'm not high maintenance. The most expensive thing I want to own is an iPhone. I'm happy with the simple things in life." She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his back. "You don't have to make me fancy dinners, Stefan. A soup and sandwich will be fine. You work on making the sandwiches and I'll get the soup started for us."

She had no idea he was suffering from cravings. If she had, she'd be concerned. It was her job to worry about him. He was the most important thing in the world to her.

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-23 03:32 am UTC (link)

Stefan smile, covering her hands with his own larger ones. She wasn't high maintenance, not at all. If he did anything for her, it was because he wanted to, not because she demanded it.

Letting her go, he headed to the fridge to grab the cheese he'd need for the sandwiches. "I have to admit, I do like the sound of the 'snuggling up on the couch with my fiancee' bit," he said, glancing at her over his shoulder with a smile. They didn't seem to get enough snuggling time. They worked hours that were at odds with each other, but Stefan tried his best to be around as much as possible. Time alone with Elena was priceless.

"How's Caroline?" he asked, his thoughts wandering as he began preparing the pan and bread. He hadn't seen Caroline around in quite a while. He knew she had a lot of emotions to deal with, but he knew from experience that keeping away from people wasn't the best way to go about it all. He liked Caroline. He wanted to help her, but he'd been neglecting that recently, what with everything that had been happening with Elena and the baby.

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-24 07:24 am UTC (link)

"It's my favorite thing to do in the entire world, other than make love to him and fall asleep in his arms at night," she smiled with a wink as worked on fixing up the soup for them. She placed the two bowls in the microwave and pressed start. She went over to the cabinet to get out the crackers, the salt and the pepper before she leaned against the counter to watch her lover make the sandwiches for them.

"I don't know. I think she's avoiding us. The drama with Matt is really hard for her and seeing us happy and about to have a baby doesn't help. I don't think she likes that I'm friends with Katherine either, but I'm not going to stop being Katherine's friend just because a few people have a problem with it. They haven't been here that long, so they can't judge me for the decisions I've made since being here. I love Care Bear, more than anything I do, but...well, I love Kat too. She's my family."

She smiled as she took the two bowls of tomato soup out of the microwave and put them on the tray. "Should we have the customary glass of milk to drink with this lunch, or would you prefer something else?"

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-24 11:44 pm UTC (link)

Stefan smiled to himself as he began making the sandwiches, the bread sizzling as the buttered side hit the hot frying pan. He liked all that too. He liked every moment he got to spend with her. When he was done, he scooped the sandwiches, dripping melted cheese, onto a waiting plate.

Sighing, Stefan turned to face her, crossing his arms over his chest. He knew Caroline wasn't happy about everything going on here, but he couldn't do much to help. He had to worry about Elena right now, especially now that Isobel was around. "I'll see if I can find her and talk to her," he said softly, crossing to Elena to place his hands on her arms. "But I don't know how effective it'll be."

Stefan crossed to put the plate with the sandwiches on the tray with the soup, ready for them to take into the lounge. He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath when she mentioned drinking. God, he really didn't want to think about what he wanted to be drinking right now. "You have what you want, sweetheart," he said, pulling a smile onto his lips as he looked at her. "I'm probably going to have some whiskey."

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-27 05:24 am UTC (link)

Elena groaned and glared at him when he mentioned that he was having whiskey. That was so not fair! That was like...eating food in front of a starving person! Still. She had to do what was best for the baby. She loved Alexia more than her own life. That was more important than having booze any day of the week.

She poured a glass of milk and took out a soda for herself and placed it on the tray before she walked over to him and looked at him with concern. She could tell something was wrong. He was hungry. And probably not for human food.

"Stefan. Be honest with me. Do you need to eat? As in something that isn't human food?"

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-27 05:33 am UTC (link)

While Elena was busy with the milk, Stefan poured himself some of Damon's whiskey, filling the glass more than half way. He could make it last. He took a gulp before placing it down on the tray, ready to look back at Elena as she spoke.

He gulped, looking down at her. There was no point lying about it. Slowly he nodded, just a minute motion, but enough. "I will do. Soon," he confirmed. "But I'm fine." He gave her a reassuring smile, ignoring the aching in his gut. He was strong. He wasn't going to let this ruin the evening for them, but she'd have to put up with him drinking.

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elenathegilbert
2011-03-27 06:54 am UTC (link)

"Do you need some? Damon has a few bags in the fridge that you can use for now. I know Katherine has been helping you with your impulse control. Will you be able to handle having some bagged blood? I'd help you myself, but with the baby we obviously cant and wont risk that." She bit her lips, fretting over him for a minute. "I don't like that I'm not able to do anything to help you, Stefan. I don't like feeling completely helpless..." she sighed and captured his face in her hands and brought him down for a tender kiss, pressing their foreheads against each other as she looked up at him. "I love you, Stefan. Please if there is anything I can do...tell me."

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inyourgreeneyes
2011-03-28 03:26 am UTC (link)

Stefan shook his head, slipping her arms around her. "I'm fine, Elena. Promise." He couldn't just give into cravings whenever the mood took him. That had been his mistake before. If he was going to make this work, he needed to excersise some control.

He kissed her gently, smiling as she let her forehead rest against his. "Now let's eat, before the soup goes cold." He lifted his chin to press a kiss to her forehead before letting go of her and picking up the tray. "Lead the way, honey."

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