TVD imagines/preferences

You have a nightmare

Stefan: You loved him. You loved him and he was trying to kill you. So you ran, as fast as you could through the woods. Twigs catching on the hem of your dress, causing you to trip and fall to the ground. You struggled to rip it free but it was too late. More tears began to trickle down your already stained cheeks as you looked up to meet his eyes. Stefan's eyes. Although it wasn't exactly him. His humanity had been switched off and he was back in 'ripper mode.' He smiled at you, what was once a gesture that made your heart flutter, now had you completely petrified. He picked you up by the throat and held you tightly against the trunk of a tree, your toes only just touching the ground as you fought for breath. He gave you one final smirk before vain's started to protrude from underneath his eyes and he tilted his head back to reveal his fangs before roughly sinking them into your neck as you screamed bloody-murder.

You sat up. Almost instantly. The final shriek still ringing in your ears as you took in your surroundings. You had been tucked into bed. Although the sheets on your side were now disheveled and your pillow was soaked with tears. You pulled your knees up to your chest and sobbed quietly.

"y/n?" Stefan's voice pulled you out of your crying fit. You looked up, into his eyes and once he saw your tears, he pulled you into his comforting arms without hesitation.

"Nightmare?" He asked. You were too shaken up to speak, so you nodded your head into his shoulder.

"Tell me about it. It will help." He said pulling you back to look into your fear filled eyes.

"I- I can't." You sobbed out, not wanting him to know the reasoning behind your tears was his dark past.

"y/n, please." He whispered, wiping away a tear from under your eye with his thumb, and pulling your hair back behind your ear.

Knowing he wouldnt give up until he knew away to help you, you told him.

"It was about you," You started, Stefan's brows immediately furrowed in worry as he continued to pat your back.

"You went back to being a ripper, and you didn't love me anymore. Y- You killed me Stefan, Im so sorry." You stuttered out between sobs. At this point, Stefan was in tears as well, his eyebrows were tightly knit together as he pulled you impossibly tight into his chest.

"No, no, no" He mumbled through small cries.

"Stefan I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of you I promise. It was just a nightmare, I-" you started as tears continued to roll down your cheeks and onto his shirt but he cut you off.

"shh, don't apologize." was all he could manage through his tears.

"I love you y/n. And I can promise you right now that I will never let anyone hurt you, especially me." He mumbled, pulling you even tighter into his chest as he laid his head on top of yours.

"I know you wouldn't," you said reassuringly.

"I love you too."

Damon: You walked into the Salvatore boarding house after not receiving an answer at your constant knocks at the door. Odd. You sauntered up the stairs and headed toward Damon's room.

"Damon?" You called, slightly worried by the lack of communication.

"Damon?" You called again, slowly pushing his bedroom door open to find an utterly broken Damon slumped into an armchair, bottle of bourbon in his hand as tears cascaded down his face.

"Damon!" You shouted in worry, running toward his solemn figure, He hadn't even acknowledged you.

"Oh my god, what happened?" You asked, kneeling down in front of him and placing a gentle hand on his cheek. But something was wrong. You couldn't feel his skin under your touch. The light tickle of his stubble underneath your fingers. Nothing.