TVD imagines/preferences

You wear something of his

Stefan: You had woken up a bit late to find yourself alone in the bed. You rolled over, still half asleep, and stretched your arms and legs out, like that of a cat. You sat up, hair a mess and eyes still too sensitive to open fully. The smell of bacon slowly making its way into your room, Stefan was making breakfast. You shot up out of bed and threw your hair up in a bun, quickly throwing on the nearest shirt you could find and making your way down stairs.

You ran into the kitchen to see Stefan at the the stove.

"Do I smell bacon?" You asked happily. Stefan lowered his head in a chuckle before turning around, holding two plates.

"Yes, you d- wow." He stopped.

"What?" You asked worriedly, hands going to your face, thinking there was something on it.

"Nice shirt." He smiled, looking you up and down. You looked down and realized that you had been wearing Stefan's t-shirt, which was huge on you, it came down to the middle of your thigh and practically hung off of one of your shoulders.

"Sorry, I needed to get down to that bacon as soon as possible." You giggled

"No, god, don't say sorry," He started with a smile. "Also, keep the shirt, it looks better on you." He smirked, handing you your breakfast, along with a small but sweet kiss.

Damon: You were rushing to get changed so you and Damon could go out for the night. It was cold out and you had spent the past 10 minutes in search for your good leather jacket. With no luck you turned around and stomped your feet, frustrated. You turned back around to grab a different jacket when you saw Damon's hanging up out of the corner of your eye. You shrugged and pulled it down off the hanger, and slipped it over your shoulders, rolling up the sleeves a little so you could actually use your hands as the jacket was quite big on you, considering the size difference between you and Damon.

The jacket was a lot warmer than yours, and smelt like Damon, which gave you a sense of comfort. You threw your shoes on and darted down the stairs, grabbing your bag.

"Sorry, couldn't find my jacket. Ready to go?" You asked as you checked to make sure you had everything you needed in your bag. You looked up and Damon was in complete awe of you. His jaw went slack as he looked you up and down, eyes resting on his leather jacket draped across your shoulders.

"Oh my god." He finally let out in a single breath.

"I should have asked, sorry. I'll tak-" You said as you began to remove the jacket, quickly being cut off as Damon sped in front of you, pulling it back over your shoulders and smirking as he looked up into your eyes.

"Don't take it off." He replied, causing you to grin as he pulled a hand up to lightly caress your face, "Have I ever told you that you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen?" His eyebrows knit together forcing small lines on his forehead as he spoke, you giggled at this sudden enthusiasm.

"Oh Damon, how romantic," You smirked sarcastically, "Thank you." You finished, blushing as you looked to the ground. He chuckled, before resting his arm over your shoulders.

"C'mon, lets go." He grinned before beginning to walk the two of you out to the car, not taking his eyes off you once.

Klaus: You woke up before Klaus which is usually a rare thing. You shimmied your way out of his tight grip and out of the bed, throwing on one of his shirts to hang loosely over your shoulder, almost completely covering your pyjama shorts. You made your way downstairs to make some coffee for the two of you, knowing that it wont be too long before he wakes up as well.

The kettle had just finished boiling as you heard footsteps from behind you. You turned around to see a groggy, half asleep Nik. Despite being the big, bad, original hybrid, he looked super cuddly in his sleepy state.

"Oh c'mon." He said, eyes on you. "In what world is this considered fair?" He asked nobody in particular.

"And what would that be Nik?" You asked, huffing out a laugh as you handed him his mug.

"You look better in that shirt than I do." He mumbled, taking a sip of his coffee, eyes still glued on you. You let out a small laugh. He put down his mug and made his was over to you, almost zombie-like in his tired state, and engulfed you in a warm hug, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, forcing a smile onto your lips.

"You are absolutely stunning." He breathed out into your hair, placing a small kiss on your cheek.

Elijah: The weather was supposed to be nice this evening, that's why you and Elijah opted for walking to the small restaurant. But as you stepped out onto the pavement from the warm diner, the cold air hit you, forcing a shiver to run up your spine.

Elijah quickly took his suit jacket from his shoulders, and wrapped it around yours.

"Here, darling." He said as he placed it on you. His eyes lingered for a minute at the sight of you wearing his jacket.

"Are you sure?" You asked humbly.

"Of course." He smiled, eye's still on you.

"Thank you L'ijah." You smiled softly, with a small laugh, leaning your head on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around you as made your way home.

"That jacket looks breath-taking on you." He smiled down at your figure,

"And you know," He started, gaze changing from the pavement to you, a small smile appearing on his face, "You are, without a doubt, the most gorgeous person to grace this earth." You simply blushed at his words, having no idea how to accept a compliment like that, you looked to the ground, smiling to yourself.

"I mean it." He assured, looking you over with a genuine smile before pulling you into his side a little tighter, in an attempt to shelter you from the cold.