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22.

the couple were woken up the next morning by the phone blaring in their ears. groaning, juno got up, grabbing damon's shirt from off the floor and putting it on. juno stumbled over to the phone, legs aching from last nights activities, and tried to put on her best 'i've been awake for several hours' voice.

"hello, you've reached juniper". she said, rubbing her eyes.

"oh hello juniper, my name is margot adams, and i'm a shoot manager at vogue magazine. we'd love to do a shoot with you for our magazine, if you'd be interested". the woman spoke. she had a clear american accent.

"oh my goodness.. um, i'm honoured, but i'm not a model. i've never really done proper shoots before. i don't know if i'd be a good candidate". juno replied, starstruck. she had never been offered such a role before.

"that's more than alright. my team is more than happy to assist you with any questions you may have, and will guide you through the whole thing". margot said.

"we'll in that case, i'd be honoured. what are the details"? juno asked, wedging the phone between her ear and shoulder, grabbing a pen and paper to write down the details.

"well, we were hoping to get you down here sometime in november, around a month from now. we'd fly you out to new york city, and we'd accommodate a hotel for you while you stay for a couple days". margot replied, juno writing down what she said.

"that should be great actually, thank you so much for this opportunity". juno exclaimed, trying not to sound overly excited. at this point, damon had walked over to juno, wearing his joggers with no shirt on.

"absolutely, juniper. i'll call with the exact dates as soon as i can. have a great day"! margot replied.

"thank you so much, bye"! juno said, placing the phone back onto its stand.

"what was that all about then"? damon asked.

"holy shit damon! i'm modelling for vogue"! juno shouted, beaming at him.

"no fucking way! that's insane"! damon replied, picking juno up. she wrapped her legs around his waist and engulfing him in a hug.

"fucking vogue. my god.. I've never even modelled before". juno was in awe.

"i'm not surprised. you're beautiful". damon said, kissing her nose.

"shut up". juno grinned, jumping down from his grasp, heading upstairs, damon following her up.

"how long are you staying down here"? juno asked, sitting down at her desk and brushing out her hair, which was messy from the previous night.

"mmm i'm not sure yet. i did have one thing i wanted to talk to you about though". damon replied, turning juno's chair around so she was facing him.

"okay.. what's up"? juno asked, setting her brush down in her lap.

"blur is doing a world tour.. we leave in two weeks". damon said bluntly, trying not to sugarcoat it.

"oh.. that's amazing damon, how long will you be gone"? juno replied, trying not to show the disappointment she was feeling. she was really hoping she could get to spend more time with damon, but was also so happy for him.

"that's the part that sucks. i'm gonna be gone for 9 months. before you worry, we get breaks every month or so, and you bet your sweet ass i'll be on the first flight back to you as soon as i get those breaks, okay"? damon said, leaning over juno who was still sat in her chair, joking her face with his hand.

"shit damon... how long are these breaks gonna be"? juno asked, her heart dropping to her stomach after hearing how long she'd have to go without seeing him.

"about a week, sometimes two. i'd happily spend every minute of those weeks with you, i promise". damon replied, kissing her forehead.

"okay.. that's amazing damon, i'm so happy for you guys". juno forced a smile, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"i'm sorry juno". damon said, seeing right through her fake smile.

"it's nothing, don't worry". juno brushed off, leaning in and encapsulating damon's lips with hers, damon pulling back almost instantly.

"you can be upset about it juno, i am too". he said, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"i know, i just don't wanna think about it too much". juno replied, trying to go back in for a kiss.

"as much as i'd love it, i don't think sex is gonna help with that very much juno". damon chuckled.

"hmm i'd have to disagree with you there, dam-o". juno grinned cheekily.

"god you're such a horndog". damon rolled his eyes playfully, plopping down onto juno's bed.

"i can't help it, the sluttiness runs in the family". juno replied, referring to her brother, who was known to be quite the swinger, as well as unfaithful to his girlfriends in the early 1980's.

"i can see that". damon smirked as juno joined him in the bed, getting under the covers and wrapping her arms around damon's waist, spooning him.

"i just wanna stay here all day, watching tv". damon groaned as juno scratched his back softly.

"why not"? juno asked, reaching for the tv remote.

"good question. i'm not getting up". damon replied.

"me neither". juno said, kissing damon's bare shoulder.

the two laid there for hours, watching the random films that were playing on cable. with a quick intermission in between two films, when damon decided that he wanted a blowjob, the two laid in juno's queen sized bed, wrapped up in her army green duvet, the warmth of eachothers body heat radiating off of eachother.

"should i leave tonight or tomorrow morning"? damon asked, rolling over so he was now facing juno.

"tomorrow morning. what a silly question". juno replied, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"mm if you insist. fuck i don't wanna leave for this tour". damon groaned, pulling juno into his chest.

"it'll be great damon, we'll be fine. you'll come visit during breaks". juno reassured him, gently rubbing his jaw with her thumb, the day old stubble on his chin scratching her thumb.

"i know, i just cant keep my hands off of you". damon replied, kidding her forehead.

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damon is little spoon trust me he told me