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94. Damon Salvatore | I can't stare at you with everyone around

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Can you make a story about Damon knowing reader likes him so he walks around shirtless to get a rise out of her.

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Damon Salvatore, the hottest man in Mystic Falls.

I was his neighbour, also Elena's oldest sister so after Aunt Jenna's death her and Jer moved in with me in my townhouse which was nothing compared to the Salvatores.

To be fair, Elena and I practically lived with Stefan and Damon whilst Jeremy had the house to himself given the whole vampire hunter status and although Damon was a vampire that liked to get on everyones nerves, he did respect me and Elena enough not to kill our youngest sibling.

I've had a crush on Damon for as long as I can remember, I think thats a bad thing. Damon is a bad guy so no body should be able to care for him the way that I do.

"Alright, do you think Caroline would notice if there was 89 red balloons." Bonnie said over the speaker phone, Elena looks to me laughing and I chuckle "It's Caroline we are talking about, Of course she would notice." Elena responded.

Elena and I had been baking for the dance later on tonight, "So I suppose, Red Velvet cupcakes would go with the red balloons, pretty ballsy." I say "Yeah I guess so." Elena laughs.

"What are you guys doing?" Damon stumbles in with a bottle of bourbon "Y/n and I are baking, for the dance, you know the dance you were suppose to help with?" Elena questions Damon.

"Right, Well I didn't exactly feel like helping." Damon nods to us, he had been walking around shirtless for a couple of days while me, Elena and Bonnie were planning stuff at their house.

"Just like you didn't feel like putting on a shirt today?" I ask him "Or yesterday." I state "And the day before" Elena chimes in "Right and the day before that" I nod agreeing with her.

"So what? I don't feel like wearing a shirt around my house, whose gonna stop me. It's my house?" Damon throws his arms up.

Although I did just finish complaining about the half naked vampire in front of me and my little sister, I didn't mind the sight. The sight being his sculpted torso, each ab being placed perfectly not to mention the way he doesn't even have to mention it for somebody to look at his abs.

"y/n" a muffled voice said behind me, the voice continued to say my name, slowly pulling me back to reality "yes, yes what." I spin around slightly agitated. "try it" Elena says stuffing the cupcake into my mouth.

I bite it, swallowing it turning back to Damon "it's tasty" I say still staring at him whilst he stared at my sister "i don't uh like cakes though. you know that, give damon one." I smile to her and she nods giving one to Damon and he starts eating it.

"oh these are great, are you sure caroline needs them?" he asks and I nod "she needs them like you need that shirt I mentioned earlier." I mumbled taking the rubbish out of his hand and putting it in a bin.

"I don't get why I need to wear a shirt, is there something you haven't seen before?" he asks walking up next to me "Oh Matt just called I'll be right back." Elena says answering her phone and walking out of the kitchen.

"It's just children in the house, Damon, a shirt should be a rule when there is children." I say rinsing off the baking tray and bowl, placing them into the dishwasher.

"I think there is another reason." he says closing the dishwasher with his leg "well n- hey" I look at him annoyed punching his chest. My fist touching his bare skin sending shivers down my spine.

"tell me, before I compel it out of you." he says, his tone getting lower than usual "luckily vervain exists and you used to have a basement full of it." I sigh.

"So then what's the problem?" he asks, the heat basically radiating off of my head as he asks me once more 'what's the problem with no shirt.'

"god its because I find you hot, and I can't stare at you with everyone around including my sister who is dating your brother. It's just weird." I say smacking him out of the way of the dishwasher continuing to place the rinsed dishes in there.

"you find me hot?" he says "well thats not the only thing, but yes you're good looking." I say "and if that whole no shirt thing was to get a rise out of my, I will torture you till deaths end." glaring at him as he steps back kind of frightened by what I just said "jesus christ y/n, no it wasn't" he chuckles.

"I know it was, you little liar." narrowing my eyes at him, closing the dishwasher. "now can you start this thing, im young but dishwashers are confusing." I say rubbing the sweat off my forehead point to the dishwasher and he scoffs "you find me hot" he says under his breath, starting the dishwasher cycle.

"are you going to put that shirt on now?" I ask him and he nods "pft no. I like to know your eyes are on me and not any other man. Makes me special." he winks walking out of the room.

God I just can't shake him, shirt or not.