[text] Mary! Hello, any reason for the exclamation points
[text] Mary! Hello, any reason for the exclamation points
I think SE fans need to get over and stop with their little tantrum they have had SE for over three and a half seasons, as Damon said “it’s our time” now granted DE fans have been just as cruel to SE so I say both fandoms needs to be the bigger person.
The 1 million fans, hardly I don’t believe that at all, I think people also need to remember how SE was highly promoted for the prom episode and it had awful ratings, it’s time for a new couple to have the spot light…
Your positive attitude is heart warming….
The obvious answer that everyone most likely is thinking is always Stefan but I’m going to shock you and say that isn’t it. I’m afraid that I’m going to screw up, screw up something that can be really beautiful. Though I have a lot of years behind me I’ve never been in an actual and true relationship and I’m terrified, what if I’m not good boyfriend material?
Katherine liked to think back to memories of 1864, those first moments when she’d started to realized how she felt. At the time it’d caused her to distance herself. Her plan had come to a head sooner then she’d thought because of the towns people and their becoming too aware. So Katherine Pierce did what she’d always done best, she ran. Escaping the town by way of her deal with George Lockwood and trying hard not to look back. Something that’d worked for a while until reasons prevented her from not returning. And the moment she was around Damon those things she’d hid sparked like a forest fire. It’d taken quite the effort to quell them, to act like she had never cared.
There was no acting with him anymore.
It’d gotten to the point where she just couldn’t lie to him anymore. Lie to herself. The feeling was so frustrating. But now look at them… happy and smiling. Banter exchanged for playful reasons, not glaring daggers at each other. As much as it may be difficult for him to believe he’d finally caught her, it was that much harder to believe she’d let herself be. To know that finally, she’d gotten her happiness. With the most frustrating man she’d ever met— but someone she just couldn’t help loving.
“Hey, don’t insult my cooking you ass.” She scoffed as she gave him a light shove. Before the same hand that’d done so grasped his chin, pressing a firm but brief kiss to his lips. Simply because she could and would exploit every chance she got to kiss him. “What’s life without a little risk, hmm?” The vampire teased before reaching for the basket to pull out one of the dishes. And the silverware to eat it with. “S’perfectly safe.” A chuckle falling off her lips with a light shake of her head. “I’m a woman of many talents, Mr. Salvatore.”
“Ouch” feigning injury at her small shove before a smile graces his face feeling her lips pressing against his only to have her pull back shortly after “you should punish me then Miss Pierce for insulting you” he saying suggestively wiggling his brows. “Touche” wagging a finger in her direction “luckily risk for us is slim to none so death by whatever is in there” his gaze casting towards the basket “won’t kill us” he taunts knowing how easily it is to annoy her.
Flicking his attention back over to her he takes one of the dishes setting it in front of him “you have many talents Katherine including that little thing you do with your tongue” sending her a devilish wink “so” clapping his hands together “what’s on the menu?”
She gave a small eye roll as Damon swatted her hand away, instead she pressed herself back into the lockers hoping it would take some pressure away from his grip around her slender throat. “You’re not exactly an angel yourself Damon.” She said with her lips pressed together in a hard line. “I improvised, did whatever I could to get what I wanted.” Her eyes stared him down. “I get things done Damon, whether or not. You used to be like that until you let a bunch of teenagers make their way into whatever is left of that heart of yours.” She tilted her head to the side. “But haven’t you killed him once before? So don’t lecture me.”
Her defense mechanism began to fade as Damon shot words harder than bullets her way, Katherine’s eyes grew soft as she listened making the odd whimpering noise as her throat was still restricted, shuffling from side to side. Damon was loving this sudden power over her, how he could hold her against her will in such a way and fire words at her knowing that she couldn’t run or fire any ammo back of her own. She looked away as he told her she was nothing, that no one liked her, that she was just a shadow. A smile formed on her lips, one that was sad but came through strength and it was there all on show just for him. “Well in that case you’re not welcome.” She flashed him a little smile before being cut short by producing another cough followed by a short groan from her current discomfort. She gulped or at least tried before looking straight up at Damon with innocent eyes. “As I seem to remember people didn’t like you either but you warmed their way into their little hearts. You don’t know the real me, you’ve never had the privilege to know.” She shifted back and lowered her eyes staring down at her left leg and started to lift it. “Call Klaus all you want Damon but he has bigger problems than turning me into his sacrificial lamb. Ive got pretty good at running and if I have to do it again then so be it.” Just because she wasn’t a vampire anymore didn’t mean that she didnt know how to defend herself against a guy. She lifted her leg and kicked Damon straight in the shin and attempted to push him away rather pathetically so that she could have some of her own personal space once more. “I thought you had passed that stage of harming defenseless young women.” She said with a roll of her eyes.
“Oh I’m far from being an angel if anyone gets that Saintly role it would be my brother” he quips giving a slight roll of his eyes as she once again gives her usual speech “yeah I get it Katherine better you die than I….I have that motto literally written on the back of my hand” he sarcastically states. Falling silent for a moment remembering the man he had first been when entering Mystic Falls “I played the part of heartless dick quite well….but at the end of the day even I felt empty and you can deny it all you want but you’ve felt and still do feel the same.” At the mention of Jeremy he inwardly flinches “he came back” he gruffly states thanks to that damn ring ignoring the thought of what would have happened if he hadn’t.
Though it had been for a fraction of a second Damon had caught unknown looks appear in her dark orbs that had made him actually question if she was feeling at least something. Having the upper-hand he figured he’d end up reveling in, but he was far from satisfied, his older self would have come out to play and scare the living day lights out of her, but the man standing before he now saw through her sarcasm knowing how afraid she actually was. You don’t know me the statement had stung not his present self, but his past self had felt the fresh wounds opened up once again, his brilliant baby blues mirroring sadness before present Damon pushed it away “eh” making a buzzer sound of a noise “try again….deny it all you want Katherine but you yourself told me that behind closed doors when it was just us that I wasn’t with Katherine, but Katerina” his tone light before shaking his head “but who am I kidding it was just another one of your well constructed lies” brushing it off as if it was nothing. The threat he had given had been cold and meant to send her into a feared frenzy but even after everything Katherine had done never would Damon throw her to the wolves, correction wolf because the only reason Klaus wanted revenge on Katherine was because she had fled refusing to be his sacrificial lamb, and Damon couldn’t fault her for that. “Oh contraire Klaus came rushing back to town the moment Blondie called and said she needed him….I think they’ve become text buddies one word from her and he’ll happily return….not to mention you did Caroline so I’m sure she’d happily enjoy watching you suffer” he dryly states his brow raising as he feels a slight pressure on his shin, a rich chuckle escaping his lips “touché” he quips rubbing his leg “must be a bitch not having power because that pretty much felt like a gerbil trying to assault me” he teasingly taunts “oh honey you’re far from a woman….but it’s slightly comforting to know vampire or not you’re still a raging bitch” shaking his head “come on let’s get out of here.”
“Mmm, but did shake something fierce waiting for my answer.” Katherine teased in return. Her dark eyes momentarily drawn up to his hair as she pictured him sporting that 1864 hair all over again. He’d looked dashing in the right attire, the hair worked for him. Then again she very much enjoyed the length it was now so neither way had her complaining. It was still the perfect style to run her fingers through, to grasp when she felt like it. So whether they played through this classic them ideal- no need to go as far as that hair on him. “I’m glad.” She replied with soft words as she leaned into his hand a little. The feeling caused a warmth to spread through her, despite the reality of their cool temperatures. And she’d never get tired of hear those words from him. “I love you too.” As always she watched for that little spark that’d play across him when she said it back. Another of her favorite things.
With his arms around her waist, she leaned her body into his own. Both hands brushing against his cheeks as a small chuckle was emitted. “Oh, it’s very cliche.” Playful reply given as her nose brushed against his cheek before lips kissed his jaw. “But I missed you too, very much so.” Deciding to let slim fingers slip through Damon’s hair, unable to keep from smiling even as next words turned it a little more sly. “If not for my planing this picnic, I’d have kept you in bed all day.”
Damon could tell from the way her brown orbs were observing him that she was picturing him in his 1864 do causing him to slightly frown recalling how unbecoming he had looked, at least in his opinion I literally always looked as if I had just rolled out of bed not bothering to even run a comb through he thinks to himself. Deciding not to bring it up any longer he waits for her to speak next and he finds himself grinning at her words, even with their love for each other out in the open Damon still found it at times hard to believe that he was in an actual committed and faithful relationship with the Katherine Pierce.
“Keep me in bed all day sounds very promising but I must say I think I like this turn of events much better” his hand tracing her delicate features, his baby blues clear and shining with adoration and love. “I’m still having trouble processing that there is a chance that you Katherine Pierce actually might have prepared a meal” he teases giving a boyish grin “am I going to be safe” he asks raising his brow and casting his gaze towards the direction of the basket.
If you’re trying to tell me something I’m not aware of, try again darling, I know