𝓟𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 || fiction story

𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵?

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮

𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰:

Damon's pov :

I look over and see my phone on, I didn't care, I didn't care about that call, all I cared about was y/n and her feelings, thats all that mattered to me at this very moment. I wiped her tears, the warm tears continued to fall, "y/n tell me.. Tell me how I can help you, how can i make it better" I say as I beg her. For the first time in my life I've felt love and concern for someone, I didn't know why I felt this way.

Y/ns pov: I didn't want to talk I just wanted to cry, his warm hands wiped my tears off my face as he begged me to talk, but I couldn't,I didn't know what to say, I was scared I would hurt his feelings, I didn't want to hurt him.

We stayed in the room, in the bed together for a while until I stopped crying.

Damon's pov:
I wiped y/ns last fallen tear as I licked my lips "why did you cry?" I spoke in a concerned tone, I was afraid it was because of me, "it's because..you didn't come the night before when i got hired for my job I thought you would come, but you never did, I was so worried I couldn't sleep at all" she says as she looks down. My heart dropped as I heard her words, it was because of me.. It was my fault. "I'm sorry.. I was so busy I should of at least texted you back" she shakes her head "no I'm just being sensitive that's all" she says as she brings a fake smile across her lips "no never, I hurt you I should fix this" I say in a serious tone.

Y/ns pov: I look up at him wondering what he meant by that. "No you don't have to I'm-" he Inturupts me "I need to, or else I won't forgive myself" he says as he keeps his gaze at me. "No, I already forgave you so please forgive yourself" he continues to stare at me "I don't care what you say. I need to do this" he says is like he's proud of what he's going to do, it was kinda cute to be honest..

(Night)
Author's pov :

As they both started to get sleepy Damon got up from the bed and was about to walk to the couch but y/n stop him but grabbing his hand.

Y/ns pov: I looked up at him as he turn to face me, I saw his dark eyes perfectly, we locked eyes. The eyes contact made me shiver so slightly as it continued for what felt like years. I wanted him to stay with me, for some odd reason I wanted to feel his embrace, his warm hands around me, I wanted to feel safe and alright.. As I stared into his eyes, my hand still wrapped around his, he smile slightly like he knew what I wanted. He cuped my face and stared deep into my eyes, his face was so close to mine I felt hot like I was going become a fire, as I was about to speak he presses his thumb on my lips and shakes his head as he rubs my cheek with his palm, he then wraps his arms around me, his warm hands rub my back, his body against mine, I felt warm this man made me feel things I've never ever felt. I started to tear up as I wrapped my arms around his tightly, I didn't want to let go of him.

Damon's pov: I didn't expect myself to do this, I hugged her, my whole life I've refused love, after my mother's death I didn't want to feel loved because I only wanted my mother's love but this woman, this woman is so different, she makes me crave the love.. I didn't really know what to do now, do I pull away? Do I continue to hug her? Do I push her away? All the thoughts ran around my mind, I didn't even notice that she hugged me back, I could feel her wet warm tears against my shoulder. All I know is that she was alright now, that she was now letting everything go that's all that I cared about.

I decided to pull away and wipe her tears, i wanted to laugh as I saw her red puffy eyes, but she looked beautiful either way, she looked like a tomato to be honest.

Y/ns pov: I was so embarrassed that he saw me cry, I never really cry in front of anyone, so it was a little embarrassing.. He wiped my dried up tears and look at me and pat my head as he layed me down on the bed, I knew I couldn't sleep so I just stared at him, I didn't want him to leave me, he grabbed his phone and grabbed my earphones and layed next to me, facing me our eyes looked into each other, the words never coming out of our mouths, the night was dark and the only light was the lamp, our breathes sounded loud. He plugged the earphones to the phone as he gave me an earbud, I put it on as he put his on and Played the song, the song was calming and the melody was slow, as we continued to look at each other I payed attention to the lyrics. I spoke up and asked "what song is this?" he smiled slightly as he answered "it's called touch" I nod as I speak again "from who?" he spoke once again "from cigarettes after sex" I nod as I smile at him "I like it" he continued to stare at me not giving me a comment.

Damon's pov: my eyes glowed as I saw her smile, the smile that never failed to melt me, I was so tired of work and I didn't even notice how much i missed that smile. "I love it when you smile" I say out of the blur she widen her eyes "huh?" "I love your smile, I love.. The way you smile" I say as I stare at her eyes, every time I looked at her my eyes would just melt, the way she makes me feel is incredible, I would have never imagined myself falling for a woman like her, I never really had relationships, but I did have some, they all bored me and just wanted one two things from me.. But she's different, she's clean and warm hearted. The thing I crave, I sigh as I hug her warm body, I nuzzle into her neck like a sleeping child "let's stay like this for a while.. Please" I say in a low tone.

Y/ns pov: I nod as I accept his embrace and hug him back, I run my hand though his soft curly hair, I stayed like this until I fell asleep
I slowly heard his snores fade away.

(Morning)
Damon's pov: I woke up to see y/n hugging me, I could hear her snores clearly. She always had this habit of snoring and spreading her legs around the bed. I smile slightly and slowly got off the bed, I quickly get up and change into my clothes. Today I have an important meeting with Mr. Turner. He's a famous writer, he wants to make a book together but I don't know if I should,  I like writing by myself. I looked at myself in the mirror. I decided to wear a black long sleeved shirt with black dressing pants and a black belt with a simple dressing jacket. I wore my sliver thick ring with my silver necklace that has a c/o/y/bs gem in.

(What he wore)
C/o/y/bs=color of your birth stone

I tired my best not to wake y/n up. I walked downstairs to see frank cooking "good morning! Would you like eggs?" he say smiling happily "no just coffee please" I say as I sit down. He quickly grabs a mug and pours coffee in a mug and adds slight milk and gives it to me "thank you" I say in a grateful tone. He nods in surprise "wow, you're so.. Different today" I scoff as I roll my eyes "maybe not" he says as he goes back to cooking "make y/n eggs with avocado toast" I say he nods. I grab my phone to see a missing call from the FBI "I'll be back" I say as I walk out to the backyard

(The call)

Damon: hello?

Fbi agent: yes is this Damon?

Damon :yes this is him.

Fbi agent: ah hello good morning.

Damon: yes good morning.

Fbi agent : we just wanted to let you know that she needs to come today in the afternoon. We need more information about this guy, we haven't really found anything we need her to at least describe what he did.

Damon: yes of course.. We will be there at 2:30.

Fbi agent: okay thank you that means a lot, have a good morning goodbye.

(Hangs up)

This is going to be hard on y/n.

I turn around to see y/n in the entrance of the door. She's staring at me..