Damon Salvatore Smut & Imagines

Hush Your Tears

Weeping softly you hum in sadness to calm your aching body.

You sit curled up on your bathroom floor with your hair tattered and your body bare, except the pair of white underwear that clung to your bottom half and the white shirt that was almost transparent.

You had big warm tears spilling down your cheeks as you moaned in pain loudly.

Sniffling you sobbed harder in pain as your heart ached to be ripped from your chest; alive and beating.

To no longer pump red blood through your veins.

Your heart wanted to give up on you as you heaved for breath that refused to fill your lungs with much needed and wanted air.

You sat curled up with your knees to your chest with your arms wrapped tightly around your knees with your head resting in between.

You sat on your fuzzy white carpet in your bathroom whilst you cried away your problems before you'd cry once and move on.

But this feeling of heart ache was tearing you apart.

You needed a friend to help you forget the fact that your boyfriend of two years had left you like you never mattered; for some girl he met on some trip.

You weren't crying over him. Not over what he'd done. No. you cried because you felt hurt and betrayed.

You promised to only cry once then move on with the knowledge that he wasn't worth your time.

But you needed to cry in order to move forward and be happy again.

Being the strong woman you are. You sat up using the sink ledge for support before staring into the mirror with your sore, puffy, red, eyes.

Feeling all dried out of tears you grabbed a black face cloth and pushed up the handle of your sink.

Hearing the cold water pouring into the ceramic sink you hummed as you placed the towel under the running water.

Turning off the faucet you twist the towel and listen as the water is being ringed out from the cloth.

You then dapped the soft, cool cloth against the inflamed redness of your dry eyes.

Feeling the cold cloth sloth your skin you hum softly to yourself as you notice your face become recognizable.

Smiling faintly you hear the door of your apartment open along with some rustling before you hear a faint knock on your bathroom door.

"Y/n. How do you feel?"

Sighing you placed the damp cloth on the edge of the counter before swallowing the lump in your thrust and replying with a groggy dry voice.

"Shitty".

Giggling softly you start to tear up before the door opens slowly and your best friend, Damon walks through the small opening.

Once he sees your state he rushed over to your tired body and embraces you in a hug filled with warmth.

You chokes on sobs that left your chest and revealed themselves to your best friend.

Damon comforted you until you settled down and gave him a squeeze before pulling away.

He smiled at you before his deep voice grumbled from his chest when he spoke.

"How about some hot coco and mushy movies to make you feel better?...Hmm how does that sound?"

You nodded as you both exited your bath room so you could change into less revealing and more warm clothing.

Damon left the room to make that hot coco he promised and to leave you to change.

Grabbing all new cloths you slip on some black underwear and a long sleeve top and shorts before placing on some warm socks.

Walking into your living room you seat yourself in your couch where you wait to receive your hot coco.

Once Damon entered the room with two steaming mugs of hot coco with plenty of marshmallows and whipped cream in yours you smile appreciatively.

Sipping it slowing you smile and snuggle into Damons side as he drapes a black thin blanket over your bodies as the mushy movie marathon starts.

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