Vampire Diaries Imagines

Artistic and Overthinking - Damon Salvatore

He was sitting at the desk in the grand living area, working on something for I don't know what. Whatever it was it seemed important since he had been working on it all day. If it was important, I didn't want to bug him in any way that would stall him in any sort. Because of that, I have kept to myself all day. I have stayed in our room trying to keep my mind off everything going on by reading or watching TV.

But I was struggling badly. Everything was getting to me from Katherine coming back into town to trying to get through the fact that my brother was dead. I have been alive for almost as long as Damon has, but I had yet to learn how to throw everything to the back burner like he and Stefan seem to do so easily. Even being with the oldest Salvatore for most of my life, it was still hard for me. To say I just needed him to hold me and tell me everything will be fine would be an understatement and a half.

I just couldn't find it in myself to interrupt Damon from whatever he was working on. He's been so focused on it all day that he barely said anything to me when I took him lunch earlier. It just doesn't seem right of me to do.

Between thinking about everything going on and not wanting to bug my boyfriend, I hadn't realized I was just staring blankly at my book, or that Damon had even walked into the room. Well, that was until he cleared his throat and caught my attention. When I looked over at him, he was giving me a concerned look.

"I'm not interrupting you, am I?" He asked as soon as he walked over to our bed, which I was sitting on.

"No. Not at all. Just reading." I replied as I marked the page I was on and closed the book.

"Oh really? Because it looked to me as if you were in your own little world over here." Damon said as he sat on the bed next to me and took my book from my hand, placing it on his nightstand. "I could hear you overthinking from downstairs."

"I wasn't overthinking. Truly."

The look in his blue eyes as he looked over my face told me he didn't believe me. "Mhmm. Sure. Then why don't you tell me what you just read."

I paused for a moment, trying to collect the words in my mind from the book, but I fell short from the beginning. "OK so maybe I was in my head again, but I wasn't overthinking." I finally said after a few minutes.

"Mhmm. That's what I thought." He said and pulled me over to him. "What have you been thinking about then?"

"About everything really." I confessed.

"Oh, so you were overthinking. OK." He said with a playful smile.

I gave him a playful, smack on the arm before saying, "No. No, I wasn't. Just because there's a lot on my mind doesn't mean I'm overthinking. It just means there's a lot to think about." I let out a sigh then continued "I haven't had time to think about any of it here lately. Barely had the time to grieve (Y/B/N). So, while reading my mind wondered. It happens more often than it should when I'm alone."

"Then why didn't you come to get me?" Damon questioned and kissed the top of my head.

"You have been working on whatever it was and I didn't know if it was important or not. I've never been the type to bother you when you're focused on anything."

Damon sighed and turned my head so I was looking at him. "(Y/N/N), I have told you countless times if you don't want to be alone or your thoughts go wondering and get the best of you come to get me. No matter what I am doing, you, baby girl, will always top it. OK?" I gave him a small nod in reply, and he placed another small kiss on the top of my head. "Good. Plus what I was working on was for Elena, and not me. Stefan asked me to draw something up for her."

Many people don't know this, but the oldest Salvatore is quite into art when he wants to be. It's a secret passion of his, and only a select few know about it. That's one of the many things that bring us together. We have art all around the boarding house that the two of us have done throughout our time together.

"I'm guessing he's planning to give it to her for her birthday. I don't know." He said as he leaned back against the headboard.

"Well, that's very nice of you to do for him." I commented.

"Maybe. As long as I am not having to say the damsel in distress, we're good."

I looked up at him and said "You have done a lot of saving on my behalf, you know?"

Damon gave me a slight smile. "I do, but you are the love of my life and I would do anything to make sure you were safe. Elena? She's Stefan's problem. I don't know why I keep ending up helping her."

"Because she's our friend and you actually do care."

"Or maybe I don't want to hear the little brother nag me about helping her. Whatever it is, is keeping me from spending quality time with my girl." He said and pulled me tighter into his hold.

I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder. "Take a break with me and watch crappy TV while making something up for dinner?"

Damon gave me a gentle squeeze and said "Sounds like a good plan to me." He got out of bed and pick me up bridal style before carrying me downstairs to the kitchen to start dinner.