Pairing: Damon Salvatore x Male! Reader
Warnings: None
Fandom: TVD
A man, around his mid-twenties, stood in the Salvatore Manor's living room, looking annoyed at the older Salvatore brother. Stefan Salvatore sat on the sofa, drink in hand, looking at the exchange between his brother and the stranger standing in their living room. Damon Salvatore stood against the fireplace. He downed the bourbon, savoring the sweet burn on his throat, one of the only things that still made him feel human. "So, (Y/N), this is Stefan. Stefan, this is (Y/N). How have you been?"
"Cut the bullshit, Damon. What do you want?" Damon gulped, his hands fidgeting. Stefan stared, appalled as his brother's odd behavior. "You're the only witch I know that would be willing to help me. Help us." Damon said as he pointed to his brother. "A girl, Elena Gilbert, is in danger. This family of vampires wants to use her for a spell."
"You're being vague, Damon." (Y/N) said threateningly. "Who's this vampire family? Why this girl, specifically? And most important. Why do you care so much about happens to her?" (Y/N) eyes narrowed, as he examined Damon. "All you care about is yourself. So, what do you gain by saving her.?" Stefan got up, expecting his brother to attack (Y/N). However, Damon stayed in the same place, looking at (Y/N). They seemed to be having a silent conversation. Damon seemed to have lost, as he huffed and said; "Both Stefan and I have romantic feelings for her. She is a doppelganger, and the mother used a doppelganger's blood in a spell, on one of the vampires."
Stefan sat back down, after making sure, they weren't going to attack each other. (Y/N) eyes had widened, and he seemed paler. "Damon, tell me you aren't talking about the Original family. Tell me you weren't stupid enough to go against them. Please, tell me Elijah is in this town right now, Damon!" (Y/N) was the one fidgeting now, his hands shaking. "Yes, it's the Original family. Nevertheless, we can defeat them; we just need to find their weakness. And we can do that with your help."
(Y/N)'s eyes were wider than ever now, his right hand over his mouth. "You're not the only boyfriend I had, who decided to use me for my magic, Damon. Elijah cannot know I was here. I have to leave, I'm sorry but you'll have to find someone else to help you" With a flourish of his hand, (Y/N) was gone. "Dammit" Damon threw his glass at the fireplace, the fire roaring as it consumed the alcohol. They heard him driving off, Damon feeling dejected that (Y/N) wasn't going to help them.
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The next day, Damon was still trying to come up with ideas on how to defeat the Originals when Stefan walking in. "So, when were you going to tell me that you were bisexual and that you dated a witch?" Damon looked taken aback, his brows furrowing and his head tilted to the side. "I'm not gay!" he said simply; "I only dated (Y/N) because I heard he was a powerful witch and thought he would be able to free Katherine from the tomb. When it didn't work, I left him. Our relationship was a complete lie, from my side."
Stefan's lips were pressed together, he sighed exasperatedly. "Yet he still came when you asked him for help. He owned you nothing, you betrayed him. And he still came. He must have really loved you." Stefan shook his head, as he turned around and walked away.
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"What's this?" Asked Klaus Mikaelson, to his younger brother. "I found him, driving away from the Salvatore's house. Thought he might have info about what they're planning." The younger brother walked across the room, to the man tied up to the chair and slapped him across the face. Laughing when he heard the pained groan. (Y/N) opened his eyes, looking up at the two men, his eyes widening once he realized who they were. "It seems he know of our reputation, brother." Said Klaus, grinning smugly at the man. "What's your name, boy?"
"(Y/N) (L/N)". Klaus' eyes widened slightly at that, his nostrils flaring as he grabbed (Y/N) by the neck, tightly holding him in place. "Are you a witch, (Y/N)?" (Y/N) gasped for air, as Klaus eased his grip, he nodded. Klaus let go of (Y/N), looking at Kol he barked an order, the younger brother disappearing. "Don't bring him in, please. I don't want to talk to him," pleaded (Y/N).
Klaus didn't listen to him. Elijah and Kol appearing a few seconds later. As soon as Elijah saw (Y/N) his posture stiffened, muscled rigid. "What is he doing here, Klaus? And why is he tied up?"
"Kol found him coming from Salvatore's manor. He could know something about their plans." Elijah looked at (Y/N), he then turned to Klaus. "Could you leave us, please? I'd like to speak with (Y/N) alone." Klaus grabbed Kol's arm and led him away, closing the door to the room. "Finally" (Y/N) undid the ropes that were tying him up, standing and rubbing his wrists. "It's good to see you (Y/N). You haven't aged a year."
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