Delena

Damon opened the door of the bathroom and collided to Elena, who was staring at him with crossed arms.
“What?” Damon asked. Elena was giving him this reproachful look.
“Are wewe going to tell me what happened last night?” Elena said.
“No” Damon refused. “What’s there to tell? I had a bad dream. It’s not uncommon, wewe can look it up”
“But I thought they were over? Is this why wewe want us to sleep in separate rooms? So I wouldn’t know? Damon, wewe can’t keep those kind of things from me. If someone’s trying to hurt wewe wewe have to tell me” Elena alisema caring.
Damon walked...

Katherine was in the kitchen, making dinner. au at least she attempted to. She hadn’t been cooking since…well, this was the first time. She tried to open a bin, but the thing to open it was so stupid.
“Goddamn it!” she cursed and she smashed the bin against the wall. “Why can’t we have blood like normal vampires?” she yelled.
“Because I feel like eating American food” Stefan alisema being annoying. “So better get it ready, already”
He was sitting on the kitanda with Rebekah who kept giving him secret stares. One time she didn’t look away fast enough. “What’s your deal?...

The late September sun warmed Elena’s face and she opened her eyes. She saw Damon sitting in what looked like a very uncomfortable chair.
Perhaps Damon felt Elena’s eyes on him because he opened his. When he saw Elena was awake he quickly sat up.
“How are wewe feeling?” he asked hoarse. “Can’t believe I actually fell asleep”
“Can’t believe wewe actually fell asleep in that chair” Elena alisema with raised eyebrows. “Why didn’t wewe jiunge me? There’s plenty of room”
“I wasn’t supposed to fall asleep” Damon alisema obvious. Elena wanted to maoni on that when someone knocked...