Human au pt 2

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Stefan:
Y/N are you okay?
Why haven't you answered my messages?
Please answer me. I'm worried about you.

Caroline:
Hey do you want to go shopping with Bonnie and I today?
Y/n?

Tyler:
How's my favorite girl? Feel like going for a drink?

Bonnie:
So Caroline said you never answered about shopping. Are you feeling okay?

Stefan:
Come on it's been four days and you still haven't talked to me.
Caroline said you haven't talked to any of the others either. I'm coming over.

You were getting several messages from your old friends and you planned on telling them soon but at the moment you just felt like nursing your broken heart. Klaus, his wife Hayley and hope were so happy to see you when you walked into the compound you were tackled into a hug by the beautiful brunette. At first you were purposely ignoring your old friend but after four days went by you were more focused on decorating the apartment you picked out. You decided you didn't want to stay with klaus long and you fell in love with the apartment as soon as you saw it. Eventually a week went by then another and you had got a job at the bar working with cami and marcel, who was your boss. You and marcel instantly hit it off and had drinks anytime you were on break. You and Elijah were as close as ever and you had finally found someone you could call your brother. Today you had the day off from the bar so you were putting up the finishing touches on the mural you painted of the wall that was opposite to a bunch of glass windows the viewed out onto the city. Your old t-shirt and overall shorts were destroyed in blues, pinks, reds, greens, purples, and oranges. A knock was sounded on your door and you wiped your painted palms on your bare legs and ran to the door.
"Marcel why did you knock?"
You were saying it before you had the door even fully opened, but then your smile faltered a little because on the other side of the door stood Stefan and Damon.
"Y/N! Your okay. I was so worried. Why weren't you answering your phone?"
Stefan hugged you into his chest and you squeezed him back slightly.
"Oh Stef I'm sorry I've barley been anywhere near my phone since I first got here. I've been decorating and working! You wouldn't not believe how amazing New Orleans is! Come in both of you, please."
They both walked in and stepped around paint cans that were littered around everywhere. When they walked into the room you just finished there eyes widened slightly.
"I never knew you liked to paint."
"Oh well I never told anyone until recently it was something I kept private."
"Why'd you tell people now and why didn't you tell me?"
"Oh Damon I'm sorry I never really got the chance to. Most of the time we were talking about you but that's okay I liked keeping it private anyways. But I found out that klaus likes to draw to so we decided to take classes together and I sold one of my paintings that's how I got this apartment. Well and I work at the bar a couple streets over."
"I went to your apartment after you weren't answering me and it was all empty. Why'd you just leave?"
"I was heartbroken and I planned on telling you that I was moving with Elijah but I never really got the chance to because I was to busy trying to distract myself an-"
Your front door swung open and marcel came in carrying two bags of fast food.
"Honey I'm home!"
You laughed loudly at his dorkiness and he sat the bags down on the kitchen counter and faced the Salvatore brothers who were staring at him weirdly.
"Stefan, Damon meet marcel."
"Hey nice to meet you."
Stefan extended his hand for marcel to shake and Damon just glared at him, but you ignored him and turned to the food.
"So what'd you get me?"
"Hmm double bacon cheeseburger with ketchup only and I got you both tatortots and fries, cause babe face it even if you say you want one you always end up wanting the other. So why not have both?"
Your eyes gleamed brightly at him and you shoved a fry in your mouth and then grinned at him.
"You know me to well. Come look I've finished our mural."
Placing him in first of your work. It was the bar in New Orleans where you and him worked at and where you guys first met. Inside the bar window you could see people at tables and cami working the bar and outside on the bench was you and marcel hugging it was one of your first days at work and you were still trying to get over Damon and you broke down in tears outside and marcel just let you cry on his shoulder. You watched him gouging for a reaction of the painting and finally he broke into his gorgeous smile.
"I love it. You're so talented."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
He kissed your cheek and you both turned towards Stefan and Damon.
"Sorry about that I've been working on that piece for a week and a half and I just had to show him. What are you guys doing here by the way?"
"We just wanted to make sure you were okay considering you just up and left without a word."
Damon's tone was harsh and it caused you to jump slightly.
"I had to."
"Yes well everyone was so worried about you that Elena and I had to leave our honeymoon early."
"I didn't ask you to do that Damon. Honestly Damon I didn't care if you found me or not. I wanted to see the others again but not you. But I'm happy now and willing to put all of these behind us we were friends once."
"Yeah until you ruined it by falling in love with me!"
"Yes and it won't happen again."
"Why because you are in love with him?"
He nodded his head towards marcel and you glanced at him and saw his hands clenched into fists and you intertwined your fingers together.
"I'm madly in love with him. It was really great seeing you both again. Stefan perhaps we could get a drink sometime?"
"That would be nice. I'm really glad you're okay y/n and happy."
"Thank you Stefan."
You hugged Stefan tightly and then hugged Damon but let go almost instantly. The brothers left soon after and you stood and started at your mural of the first night you met him. Your fresh start. The love of your life.
"I'm madly in love with you to you know?"
"I hope so."
You threw your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.
"You're so beautiful, Y/N."
And you believed it.

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