"You're bad at that game." Lucy laughs as the three of them walk inside.
"Yeah well I'm not tiny like you two." He defends himself and the girls giggle.
"Ready to get pjs on?" I ask the girls as I dry my hands off on a tea towel.
"No." Both the girls frown.
"I don't wanna go bed." Livvy pouts.
"Who said anything about bed? Get your pjs on and we can watch a movie." Damon says and both the girls' frowns turn into grins.
"Let's go. Come on, quick." He hurries them up the stairs in front of him and then turns back to me, mouthing 'Sorry' before turning back round and running up the stairs.
I sigh in defeat.
Even though I didn't even put up a fight.
It's Saturday night. And only 6:30.
One movie can't hurt.
Barely 5 minutes pass before the girls are running back down the stairs in front of Damon, in their pjs.
They have a T-shirt and shorts on.
Livvy has purple ones with white bunny faces on and Lucy has the same but pink.
"Right, what do you girls want to watch?" I ask and they run into the living room.
Damon and I follow them, watching them rummage through a drawer.
They finally pull out a dvd and show it to us.
"Frozen? Again?" Damon groans.
Both the girls giggle and nod.
"Please, for my mental health, choose something else." Damon tells them and I chuckle slightly.
"It's not funny, Elena. I swear it's the only thing I've ever watched with them." I just laugh more.
The girls go back to rummaging through the drawer and quickly pull out a different dvd.
"Tangled? What the f- frick, is that?" Damon asks, nearly slipping up which made me smack his arm.
"It's good." Livvy says and the two of them stand up.
"Fine. Anything's than frozen." Damon takes the dvd and puts it into the tv.
I'm glad he does because I have no idea how to.
The twins jump onto the couch and get comfortable.
Damon and I sit next to them, he pulls me into his chest and I smile.
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"How is this girl pulling her mom up by her hair everyday?" Damon asks and I laugh.
"Because she can, now sh." Livvy says which makes me laugh even more.
I swear, she's not three.
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The movie wasn't too bad.
For a kids movie, it was good.
Damon seemed to enjoy it more than the girls.
He really liked Flynn.
Every time he laughed it was because of something that Flynn said.
When the movie is finished it's twenty past eight.
Which is nearly an hour and a half past the girls' bedtime.
"Now, it's bed time." I tell the girls and they shake their heads.
"Not yet." Livvy says.
"Yes yet, get up." Damon tells her.
She gives in and gets up, so does Lucy.
What I've realised is that Lucy tends to follow whatever Livvy does.
"Do they brush their own teeth?" I ask Damon, I feel so stupid asking him this.
"Livvy does. Lucy needs help." He says and I nod.
"I like this maternal Elena, it's sexy." He smirks and I smack his arm again.
"Ow!" He shrieks and holds his arm like it actually hurt, then I realise it probably did, he's human now.
We follow the girls up the stairs and into the bathroom. They step up onto their stools and Livvy immediately grabs her brush, puts toothpaste on and wets it before starting to brush her teeth.
"I'll help." I smile and grab Lucy's toothbrush.
I repeat what Livvy did and brush Lucy's teeth.
In the corner of my eye I can seen Damon leaning on the door frame and watching me, intently.
It honestly makes me feel better that he loves me seeing this way, seen as he's going to for a long time soon...
When I'm done I rinse the toothbrush and put it back.
We walk over to the girls' room and they get into their beds.
"No story tonight, it's wayyy past your bedtime." Damon reminds them, emphasising the 'wayyy'.
"Okay." Lucy smiles.
She's so sweet and shy.
It reminds me a bit of how I was as a little girl.
"Night." Damon says and kisses Lucy's head.
Doing the same again with Livvy.
"Night girls." I say and turn off the lights.
Damon and I leave the room, closing the door behind us and walk back downstairs.
As soon as we get to the bottom of the stairs Damon grabs hold of my waist and spins me around to him.
I see a smirk on his face but my vision is quickly blocked because of his lips on mine.
I kiss him for a second but then pull away.
"There are children in the house." I remind him.
"Yes, asleep children." He smirks.
"Too bad." I say and he groans.
I smile and walk into the living room, plopping down on the couch and grabbing the remote.
Damon slouches next to me.
When I look at him he looks away, completely avoiding eye contact.
"Really? You're going to hold a grudge?" I ask.
He's so childish, I secretly enjoy it.
But he can't know that.
I take hold of his face in my hands and try to make him face me but it takes a lot of force.
Finally, I get him to face me.
He's pouting like a baby.
"Well I'm sorry you volunteered to baby sit." I say.
"Although, You seem to be the only baby here." I tell him sarcastically and he scoffs.
"Very funny." He rolls his eyes and I laugh at my own joke.
"You want something to laugh at?" He challenges and pushes me back onto the couch.
He starts to tickle me and I laugh even louder.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I shriek in between giggles.
"It's too late for sorry." He says.
"Please! I'm sorry!" I giggle.
"Fine. Only because I don't want your giggling waking the girls up." He sighs and stops tickling me.
We both sit up and I scroll through Netflix.
"Come here." Damon frowns and pats his chest.
I shake my head with a smile on my face and look back to the tv.
I love messing with him.
It makes my day.
He wraps his arm around me and pulls me into his chest, "You're mean." He pouts.
I rest my head on his chest and lay comfortably in his arms.
We finally agree on something to watch but don't get halfway through it before falling asleep.
Babysitting is tiring.
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After - A Delena Story
FanfictionElena finally awakes from her magically induced coma, she is of course confused and worried at first, until, she sees him. Every problem, every worry, every thought, disappears from her brain when she meets eyes with the one who makes her happiest. ...
