She may be the youngest, but she'd be damned if she's the weakest.
Brynn Mikaelson doesn't want much out of life. She spends her days in New Orleans with her best friends and stays out of the way of her older siblings.
But when she gets called to...
✨ "everybody has a chapter they don't read out loud" ✨
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"Can you guys take a break from making out for a sec come help me?"
Damon huffs, leaning away from Brynn so he could address the young Gilbert. "Go do a some push ups."
"Teach me something useful. We've been here for days, and so far, all you've done is bark orders." Jeremy answers while Matt finally picks himself up from the ground where the little Gilbert body slammed him.
The past few days have been hectic. Although Elena finally came to terms with the fact that Damon didn't love her and was in a relationship with Brynn, she still didn't go back to Stefan.
The last Brynn heard, the tension between the three of them was thick, even though Damon reassured his brother that he didn't want Elena as anything more than a friend.
Nonetheless, it was still difficult for Damon to sire Elena away. Even though it left a small punch to her gut, Brynn had to accept that before she came back into the picture two months ago, Damon and Elena had something going on.
Damon claimed he was just settling and that as soon as he saw Brynn, all bets with Elena were off.
She was choosing to believe him, and so far he's been showering her with hugs and kisses anytime he can get his hands on her.
And Brynn had no objections.
Damon gives Brynn one last kiss on the top of her head before walking over to the wannabe hunter.
The two exchange a few words as a pizza delivery truck drives up.
Good, she was starving.
Before any of the boys could walk over, Brynn practically sprints over to the car. "Pepperoni?"
The pizza girl nods, looking at Brynn from head to toe in awe. It wasn't everyday you saw a goodness like Brynn, even if she was in a pair of sweats. "Great!" She smiles, taking the pizza from the girls hands.
The girl opens her mouth to ask for the money, but Brynn beats her to it. "Damon?"
All she had to do was batt her pretty eyelashes and he was putty in her perfectly manicured hands.
Without a word he reaches into the pocket of his jeans and hands his girlfriend a twenty.
"Thanks." She smiles, taking it from him and handing it to the pizza girl. "Here you go. And oh, don't come back." She compels the girl, shoving the money in her hand before sending her on her way.
The boys may not have noticed what Brynn did, but Damon did. He was never one for caring much about random peoples feelings, but his heart warmed when he realized she didn't compel the girl to give her the pizza for free; although Brynn did compel her, she gave the girl the money before she did it.
