Damon groaned, wincing at the bright light streaming through the window as Elena shook him awake. He stretched contentedly, his muscles moving underneath his girlfriends hand, as he blearily opened her eyes to look at her.
"Go back to sleep, Elena." Damon moaned, as a lopsided grin stretched across his face. But, then he noticed what she was doing, and sat up to drape his arms around her. He was about to pull her back down onto the bed, when he noticed what she was looking at.
"Oh!" Damon exclaimed, as the sparkling cheesy ring reminded him about what happened. His grin widened, and he turned his head to press his lips into Elena's cheek. He'd been thinking about it for a while. Asking her to marry him. He wanted to be with her forever. And drunkenly winnning that ring in the claw machine had seemed to be fate.
Then, as Damon woke up more, he noticed the look of shock on Elena's face, and tilted it towards him as he eyes narrowed in concern.
"Elena?" Damon questioned, pushing her hair back from her face, and cupping her face in his hands.