Let's just put it this way. Stiles stilinski has been alive for a long time. He's probably one of the the farthest things from human, not that the pack knows that. He is the husband of the one and only klaus. Though klaus does think he's dead. What...
After we all eat breakfast, Damon and I head upstairs. we enter his room. I glance around the spacious room.
" what do you need all this space for," I ask as I continue to observe my surroundings.
" I don't fucking know it's just big," Damon replies as he sits on his king-size bed.
" Okay, now let's get down to business," I exclaimed as I plopped onto the soft bed.
" so how do we make Derek jealous," Damon asks as his eyes light up with mischief.
" We are going to all go out. you know like dancing, at the club" Damon raises his eye at my statement. "why the club" he asks with a genuine curiosity shining in his eyes.
" Because you know what's at the club hot guys that want to F-U-C-K" I sit up to face Damon fully. " nothing gets wolves more jealous than other people flirting with their mate", I can see the realization on his features.
" now let's go to Klaus' I left all my clothes there and we need to look as hot as possible if we are going to get these men jealous," I said with an exaggerated wink in Damon's direction.
Damon and I vamp speed to The Mikaelson residence to get ready.
{Time Skip}
We walk into the walk-in closet that I set up this morning.
"so I am sure that you have a good sense of style so, have at it," I said as a gestured to the large room-like closet behind me.
Damon squealed and ran into the closet. I sit on Klaus' bed and text the others asking if they would like to go to the cloud with us.
Of course, everyone said yes except...
You guessed it Sourwolf and Klausy-poo. Oh my gods they are such party poopers.
But I know that they will go when they see me and Damon because we got those bitches wrapped around our pinky fingers.
I hear a shuffling in front of me so I look up, only to be met Damon covered in different cloths in his arm.
" I think we should match so I picked out our outfits," Damon says with the brightest smile adorning his face.
" All right let me see them," I say with a matching smile.
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" They're perfect" I jump up and snatch the clothes out of Damon's hand.
" Wow rude" Damon mutters
" I heard that," I said shifting my attention from the clothes to him. " That was the point," he said with a smirk.
"Anyway You are going to wear the one with the leather jacket," I said as I throw the clothes at him. " why," Damon says as he dodges one of the platforms healing at his face.
" Because Derek would love you in a leather jacket" I start to get dressed. "trust me I know my oldest pup," I said as I stand in front of the mirror fixing my skirt.
" If you say so" Damon then proceeds to get dressed.
After we both are dressed I turn to Damon with an Idea in my head "Have you ever gotten any piercings done"
"Uhh, no" I walk closer to him and smile " well today is your lucky day because we are getting matching piercings" "something simple though right" " yeah of course" I replied.
After about 30 minutes we both had nose, ear, bellybutton, and tongue piercings and fuck did we look hot.
I told Damon to text everyone and tell them that we are on our way.
We get back to the Salvatore house quickly. As we are about to go into the door I felt a hand on my arm. I turn to see Damon with eyes brimming with tears.
" Awww sweetie what's wrong," I said as I pulled him closer to me resting my hand on the side of his face making him look at me.
"I just ,shit, I'm just scared that he won't love me or even like me. I've never been anybody's first choice. I was convinced I was going to end up alone and sad for the rest of my life. then Derek walked through the door and I got a little hope. I'm just worried that he won't love me just like everyone else. They all see me as the villain or the asshole but I just act how they expect for me to act" By the end of his rant Damon is clutching onto me for dear life and it's heartbreaking.
"Ok number one your too pretty to be crying, you'll ruin your makeup" I wipe away his tears carefully. "Number two Derek would love you no matter what" " and number three If someone hurts you again I'll beat their ass," I said in a serious tone.
Damon smiles and grabs my hand. I send him a reassuring smile and squeezed his hand before we walk into the door.
