Damon Salvatore x Reader-Love Forgotten
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Prompt: Don't you dare think there is anything past or present that I would put in front of you!
Genre: Angst & Fluff
“What the hell were you thinking?!” Damon yelled, letting go of the upper part of my harm he’d been tightly gripping onto until we got back to his house.
“I was just trying to help, Damon,” I sighed in frustration. I could tell he was angry, and not because of the tone in his voice but because of the anger that was burning in his eyes. But I was angry too. I was so fed up of being treated like a child when I knew exactly what I was doing and if I hadn't been there Damon would have a stake running straight through his heart.
“By nearly getting yourself killed?” He began, towering over like I was an infant child he was scolding “I’m a vampire, Y/n/n! I don’t need your help, if I get hurt I heal. You don’t! You could’ve died!”
“Like you’d even notice if I did,” I muttered back coldly, watching as Damons blue eyes flickered from anger to confusion, his brows furrowing slightly trying to process the words I’d just said. I was so fed up of our relationship being like this. For months now, I’d been his last priority, whenever I tried to spend quality time with him, something would come up and ruin it. And as harsh as the words may have been, it’s what I felt. I felt like I could die tomorrow and he wouldn’t even realise until a day later, maybe two depending what problem he was trying to sort out. I could feel the tears beginning to form in my eyes, I knew then that I had to leave. So I turned on my heel and began to head towards the door. I’d barely opened the door an inch before Damon slammed it shut. I hated his vampire speed sometimes.
“Don't you dare think there is anything past or present that I would put in front of you!” I heard his voice break slightly as the words left his lips, I felt his hand on my chin, tilting my head up to look at him.
“I love you,” he whispered, his words softer than it had been all night.
“Do you, Damon because lately it hasn’t felt like it,” I muttered, feeling a tear roll out of my eye as my bottom lip began quivering.
“Oh baby..” he sighed, his hand moving from my chin to my cheek to wipe away the tear before wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. We stayed like that for a while, his strong arms wrapped around me as I silently sobbed into his chest, letting all of the pent up emotions I’d been feeling for so long finally spill out. Once my sobs had subsided, Damon pulled away from me briefly, moving one of his hands to wrap tightly around my hand, tugging me up the flight of stairs that led to his bedroom. I couldn’t help but send him a confused look as we reached his room but he just gave me a small smile, placing a delicate kiss on the side of my head before gesturing me over to his bed. I sat there, my confusion only growing as he wandered over to his ebony bookcase before joining me on the bed with a small black notebook in hand.
“If you have ever doubted my love for you read this,” he said softly, handing me the book, he placed another kiss on the side of my head whispering, “I’ll be downstairs,” and with that he left the room completely, leaving me with so many questions. Slowly, I opened the book, the date in the top right corner catching my attention immediately. It was the day we met. Then realisation dawned on me; this was his diary.
I felt my heart swell as I read the last words on the last page of the diary he’d written on. I stayed on the bed for a minute, processing the love and adoration he poured into this book. I knew Damon had a soft side; it just wasn’t a side I’d seen to him in a while though but the words in this book reminded me of how much he truly loved me. I placed the book on the bedside table, walking down the stairs to see Damon with a glass of bourbon in his hand, by the time I reached the bottom step Damon’s eyes were on me, a warm smile dancing in his lips. Within seconds, I’d ran over to him, wrapping my arms around his next, pulling him into the tightest hug I possibly could.
“I love you Damon Salvatore,” I whispered in his ear. A small squeal escaped my lips as Damon wrapped his arms around my waist, picking me up slightly and spinning around in a circle with me in his arms.
“I love you too, Y/n Y/l/n,” he cooed back as he stopped spinning in a circle, allowing me to place my feet firmly back on the ground.
“I’m sorry for the things I said,” I apologised, lightly stroking the back of his neck.
“I’m sorry for making you feel like I didn’t love you,” he breathed, dipping his head slightly to capture my lips in a kiss. As soon as our lips touched, I felt like I was on cloud nine, it was so different from the normal kisses we had lately, it was slow and passionate, like he was trying to convey all the words from his book in a single kiss. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt loved by him and that meant the world to me.
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