The Vampire Diaries Imagines 2

Imagine #68 Stefan

Late night talks.

"Y/N?". Stefan's gentle whisper breezed through the air, making you half open an eye.

" Hmm?", you asked sleepily.

"What's your favourite memory?", he asked, his arm under his neck for support as he gazed at the ceiling.

"When my husband let me go back to sleep", you mumbled, your cheeks red with exhaustion. Stefan smiled softly.

" I'm serious".

You propped your head up with your hand as you gazed at Stefan with scrutiny.

"It's 3am", you said in exasperation, wiping the sleep out of your heavy eyes.

" I know. But I don't even know your favourite memory. And we never have late night talks", he said.

"That's because we're not a tumblr power couple you idiot. I like my sleep!", you said defensively. Stefan grinned at you.

" You're sexy when you're mad", he said, an eyebrow raised. You glared at him half-heartedly.

"You know what my favourite memory is", you said softly. Stefan gazed at you softly.

" Tell me anyway", he said, pulling you into a hug, your tired head resting on his chest. His mouth kissed your hair softly.

"My absolute favourite memory, my favourite day is the day we had Y/D/N. Our amazing, pure, stunning daughter. She's our forever. She's proof of our love, she amplifies every ounce of happiness we experience. She's the absolute definition of perfection. The fact that we get to share DNA with her, that we get to raise her, to love her, it makes me wake up smiling everyday. It will even make me wake up smiling tomorrow, even though I'm going to be exhausted", you said, a soft teasing tone in your voice. Stefan smiled widely, his lips pressing softly against your forehead.

" I love you so much", he said gently.

"I'm a pretty kickass person", you shrugged. You grinned as he laughed softly. " I love you too Stef. So, Mr Curious, obviously excluding Y/D/N, what's your favourite memory? ", you asked, raising an eyebrow.

" The day I met you", he said, without an ounce of hesitation.

"Oh yeah, and why's that?", you asked teasingly.

" Because that's the day my life began".

You looked at Stefan, who looked back at you, totally serious. Your hands softly fell on his neck, as you pulled his lips onto yours. Stefan's lips softly brushed yours as he grabbed your waist securely.

"I kinda like this whole late night talk thing", you grinned gently, as you pulled softly away.

" Yeah? We should make it a nightly thing", he said, his eyes sparkling.

"Don't push it", you smiled. Your door creaked open gently, and you softly gazed at your four year old daughter, who was rubbing her eyes with her fists, her exhaustion evident.

" I heard you talking. What are you doing?", she asked tiredly, walking over to you. Stefan lifted her up and settled her in between both of you.

"Just talking sweetie", he said softly.

" Sorry for waking you honey", you said apologetically, smoothing out her hair. She yawned, her eyes gently closing as she fell fast asleep, unable to even answer you. You smiled in amusement. "She's as much of a sleep lover as me", you whispered.

" Will I carry her out?", Stefan smiled, his eyes full of love as he looked at your daughter.

"No, leave her here", you said softly.

" This is a new favourite memory ", Stefan whispered. You threw a pillow at him, laughing before closing your eyes, falling into an utterly peaceful sleep.

A/N:Hope you liked! :) x