Imagine doing your nails and Damon doesn't understand the aesthetic.
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Damon hated it when I did my nails. He thought I could be doing other things with my hands instead of blowing on the paint to dry for a while. I could obviously tell he wasn't too into the different colors I spent his money on for myself. Of course I painted them anyway.
"Y/N, are you seriously doing this again?" Damon whined as soon as he walked into the foyer of the boarding house. I didn't even look up from my nails as I brushed them. The room smelled of Lacquer and polish remover. When it came to painting them, I was very keen on getting them perfectly right. "Didn't you do this just yesterday?"
"No, Damon. I painted them last week," I said just before blowing on them. "I just got this new cashmere color, and I just had to try it out."
"With whose money?"
I looked up at him, who was now standing in front of me on the couch. As expected, my boyfriend had a drink in his hand. Bourbon, of course. What else did he drink? After narrowing my eyes at him, I returned to adding a new coat to the next finger. As soon as I did this he groaned loudly, taking a swig of his drink, and making me laugh.
"At least put a towel down, Y/N! How many times do I have to ask?"
I shrugged, not replying verbally.
"I'll kick you out."
"Do it, and see what the fuck will happen, Damon Francesco Salvatore."
"I told you to never use my middle name."
"You also told me to put down a towel, and look how that turned out."
Damon just scoffed before walking into the kitchen. He stopped right before leaving the threshold of the living room and said, "It's not even a good color."
"Fine, no pussy for you."
"Y/N, have I ever told you how beautiful that color looks on you?"
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I didn't realize the chapter would come out so shitty. Anyway, any girl can read this, but it's really targeted at black girls. Requests are open, loves
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The Vampire Diaries Interracial Imagines
Fanfictionbook full of vampire diaries imagines for my melanin queens