Bloodlust → Stefan Salvatore [1]

Plan B

I open my eyes to see Stefan lying next to me, asleep. I smile, I can't help but smile after waking up next to him. Stefan suddenly smiles and opens his eyes. "Your staring." I laugh. "I'm gazing."

"It's creepy."

"I was thinking romantic." He flips the pillow over his head, hiding his face. "Fine. Be that way." I lay back down. Stefan slides out from underneath the pillow and rolls over on top of me. He grabs my chin and pulls me into a kiss. He kisses my cheek, and then makes his way down to my neck.

"This is bad of us." I tell him.

"Yes, it is." He whispers.

"What if Katherine finds out?" I ask him. He makes his way back up to my face.

"Katherine who?" I chuckle, and rap my arms around his shoulders, kissing him again. He rolls over so that I am on top of him now. Stefan rests his hands on my waist, I pull back.

"Okay, I, um, I need to get in the shower."

"Love it. Let's go."

"No, just me. I'm late, I'm decorating at the Lockwood's for the Masquerade." Stefan gasps jokingly.

"Well, what do you know? So am I."

"Do you think it's really good to be at their house today? Mason Lockwood tried to kill you." I ask, still on top of him.

"I don't trust Mason. I want to be there today to keep an eye on him."

"Okay, but we can't talk. Or stare. Oh, and absolutely no lingering stares."

"No, none of that." He chuckles. I grab a paper clip off my side table, and pull it apart, so it's one long sharp piece of junk. "What do you think will happen if Katherine finds out we were fake fighting?" Stefan smiles. "Let's not think about it." I sit up, and prick my finger with the clip. I grit my teeth.

"Did that hurt?" Stefan asks me.

"It's okay. A little bit every day will make you stronger, right?" Stefan nods, before sucking the blood right out of my finger. He then stops, and wipes the little bit of blood off of his lip.

"I promise, we're gonna get through this." I kiss him once more before hopping out of the bed.

"Alright, I'm getting in the shower." I walk to the door, but I stop and look at him. "And you're coming with me." Stefan grins before following me into the hallway.

I can't believe Mayor Lockwood got me stuck on table duty. Tyler's Mom is a control freak, I swear. Tyler's dad never would've put me here when he was mayor. And and bad as I want to stop setting up wine glasses and fancy plates, I have to make sure it seems like I wanna be as far away from Stefan as possible. To do that, I have to be on plate duty. I feel a tap on my shoulder, I turn around to see Bonnie.

"Hey. It feels like it's been so long, what's up?" I ask her.

"This is about Mason Lockwood." My smile fades, "I accidentally knocked into him, and I got a vision of him kissing Elena." Elena? As in Elena Gilbert?