bellamy blake (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} defying) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} the_nowhere,@ 2013-06-18 00:10:00 |
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| Entry tags: | damon salvatore, elena gilbert |
who elena & damon
what going out dancing!
where a club
when after her talk with stefan, 8pm sharp!
warnings uhh, tba since they are vampires, etc, etc!
After having a much needed talk with Stefan, Elena was ready to move on with her day. It had been nice to see him and get the sort of closure they sorely lacked with the way the sire bond had interrupted... one too many things. Not to mention the whole lacking humanity bit. She would never stop apologizing for that. Elena saw absolutely no reason for anyone to forgive her, but she was glad that they all seemed to have. Eternally grateful for as much, she intended to put those concerns to rest while enjoying a date with her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend. Damon Salvatore.
Stopping in front of a dress shop, Elena nearly flushed at the thought. She was with Damon now. Decisive as her feelings for him were now, she hadn't taken a total step back to acknowledge the situation with a clearer head. After all the misery and strife, they had found their way to each other. This wasn't the outcome she had expected when walking into the boarding house for the very first time and being witlessly charmed by Damon's greeting. Damon had certainly worked hard to find a place as her friend, then before she knew it--he had become one of the very best when she'd needed one the most.
It wasn't Stefan's fault that things had changed between them. While her feelings for him remained, the romance of them had faded. Elena would still do anything for him, but the spark that had existed--well, she couldn't retrace the very point where it had faded, only that it had and she hadn't altogether wanted to face that. With the way he had acted after she became a vampire, she knew that was just a catalyst for pursuing what she had resisted wanting before dying at all.
Elena couldn't help but to smile in spite of all the hardships now, if only because she had bravely followed her heart this time.
Just for that, she intended to procure a saucy little number to surprise Damon at the boarding house with that evening. Hopefully he let them get out of the house with it on, not that she was complaining. Elena just wanted to have something of an actual date with him. He was always up for dancing with her, too, which may have been one of her favorite things about him. Not that she had a list or anything.
After finding the right outfit, Elena returned to the boarding house after dark to change in one of the spare rooms so she could surprise him. New shoes and all, she sped her way to his room--their room, and opened the door. Standing in the doorway, shoulder against the frame and right hand resting on her hip, she called out for him. "Attention Damon Salvatore, your girlfriend is primped and pretty. Come out and show her a good time, hmmm?"
Her boyfriend. Damon Salvatore.
Stopping in front of a dress shop, Elena nearly flushed at the thought. She was with Damon now. Decisive as her feelings for him were now, she hadn't taken a total step back to acknowledge the situation with a clearer head. After all the misery and strife, they had found their way to each other. This wasn't the outcome she had expected when walking into the boarding house for the very first time and being witlessly charmed by Damon's greeting. Damon had certainly worked hard to find a place as her friend, then before she knew it--he had become one of the very best when she'd needed one the most.
It wasn't Stefan's fault that things had changed between them. While her feelings for him remained, the romance of them had faded. Elena would still do anything for him, but the spark that had existed--well, she couldn't retrace the very point where it had faded, only that it had and she hadn't altogether wanted to face that. With the way he had acted after she became a vampire, she knew that was just a catalyst for pursuing what she had resisted wanting before dying at all.
Elena couldn't help but to smile in spite of all the hardships now, if only because she had bravely followed her heart this time.
Just for that, she intended to procure a saucy little number to surprise Damon at the boarding house with that evening. Hopefully he let them get out of the house with it on, not that she was complaining. Elena just wanted to have something of an actual date with him. He was always up for dancing with her, too, which may have been one of her favorite things about him. Not that she had a list or anything.
After finding the right outfit, Elena returned to the boarding house after dark to change in one of the spare rooms so she could surprise him. New shoes and all, she sped her way to his room--their room, and opened the door. Standing in the doorway, shoulder against the frame and right hand resting on her hip, she called out for him. "Attention Damon Salvatore, your girlfriend is primped and pretty. Come out and show her a good time, hmmm?"
