The Vampire Diaries imagine

Charm bear

“Where are you going?” – You heard Stefan call out as you rushed down the stairs. – “Out!” – you replied, snatching your leather jacket from the coat rack. – “At this hour?” – Stefan came from out of the kitchen, following you into the hallway. – “Yes, Stefan at this hour!” – you replied, snarky as you pulled your hair from underneath your collar. – “I’m just getting a drink!” – you said as you saw your brother’s typical worried look. – “I can handle myself!” – You turned around as you head towards the front door. – “I know that Y/n but …” – Stefan started as he followed you on foot. – “Don’t be such a baby Stefan, I’m not Damon!” – you paused for a moment before reaching for the door handle, facing him for a moment. – “No, your worse Y/n!” – Stefan sighed out as he wished you weren’t so reckless. Damon was already terrible, but you were slightly worse. – “Bye Big softie!” – you teased him as you gave him a kiss on his cheek.

You opened the front door as Damon came just hurling up the steps. – “Bye Damon!” – You spoke quickly as you kissed him goodbye on his cheek as he past you in the door opening. – “Where is she going?” – Damon asked Stefan confused as you made your way over to the car. – “Out!” – Stefan replied, turning around as he didn’t know how he still managed to handle the both of you. Damon shrugged his shoulders brief before closing the door behind him. Grabbed a bottle of scotch from the living room and dropped himself in the sofa. He could still hear Stefan complain to himself about the two of you as a grin appeared on his face. – “Oh, cheer up brother!” – Damon called out loud as he knew Stefan could hear him.

You parked your car in front of the mystic grill as you were in the mood for a desperate drink. The bar was a still crowded as you greeted Matt from afar. He raised hand to greet you as he had a towel over his shoulder. You looked around, looking for a great spot to sit as you seated yourself on a solitude table. Two men laughing at the bar caught your attention for a moment as one patted his friend on the back. Matt came from behind the bar over to you. – “The usual!” – you said with a wink as he smiled brief at you before going back to the bar. Matt returned moments later with your drink. The music in the background disturbed the silence as you stared in front of you, taking a sip of your drink. Three girls entered all giggling and laughing as they were ready to drink and party. They seated themselves down on the left side of the bar. A waitress went over to them as she took their order.

You searched eye contact with Matt, raising your empty glass at him. He nodded as he turned himself around, grabbing the bottle of alcohol from the shelf behind him. Just as he placed the new glass on your table, the doors of the Mystic Grill opened again. A man pushed the doors open, looking wildered as you peeked brief at him. – “I need a drink!” – he called out in a rough tone as the waitress squealed soft before hurdling over to the bar. He slowly walked over to the bar as he let himself fall into one of the seats, as if he had a rough day. The girl quickly handed him his drink. She watched as the man drank it in one breath. The drink seemed to do him good as he asked for another one, showing her the empty glass. As he was waiting for his next drink, his eyes went to the side. Suddenly he spotted you at an empty table as a silly grin appeared on his face.

He tapped the bar counter for a moment before turning his seat around towards you. With his drink in his hand, he stumbled towards you. You saw him approach you as you already sighed soft. – “Tell me…” – he started as he placed his drink down, letting his hands lean on the table. – “What is a pretty lady as you doing all alone so late?” – He leaned in closer to you as you still didn’t give him any attention. You casually took a sip from your drink, seeing that he waited for you to reply. It made you smirk for a moment as you could see the dominance on his face. – “Where are your friends?” – he asked you, hoping to get an answer out of you. You peeked brief at him as you took a closer look at him. He looked as if he went through hell and just returned. His eyes burning with trickery as if he was waiting to use you as a toy.