Her➳ Damon Salvatore

Fool Me Once

I woke up the next day feeling someone's body heat next to mine. I looked over and remembered that Stefan was sleeping next to me. His arms were wrapped around my waist as my back was pushed against his front. I groaned and pushed my face into the pillow. I was never a morning person, but Elena was, ugh I miss her. I need to remember to go to tennessee to get her back but I don't think right now would be the best time.

    "Good morning," Stefan whispered kissing my ear and I groaned again and he laughed. "Ugh, I could get used to this," Stefan sighed happily pulling me closer to his shirtless body, if that was possible.

    "Rise and shine sleepyheads," someone said and I jumped when I saw Damon stare at us from the end of the bed. Stefan immediately pulled the sheet over my bra and chest when I didn't. I was too worried about Damon's reaction to me and Stefan in the bed again. Except I couldn't read his expression.

    "Damon what are you doing?" Stefan asked covering me up more as I just stared at him.

    "Oh stop being smutty," he smirked.

    "Seriously, get outta here," Stefan said.

    "If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it. Now listen, we have some very important business to discuss," he told him seriously and looked between us both.

    "And it has to be right now?" I asked and he shrugged.

    "Well we have lots to do, now that we're all friends, and working towards a common goal," I looked at Stefan and he rolled his eyes looking at me. Damon slowly got up from the bed and walked towards Stefan's dresser. "So in order to open the tomb, we need the find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spells," Damon said and Stefan rubbed my leg up and down from on top of the sheet making Damon eye it and squint his eyes. Is he jealous? Part of me is hoping he's jealous and wants him but the other part of me wants to swat him out of here. "First things first, since you are Tessa Gilbert, you're journal duty," Damon pointed to me. Oh, so now I have to work with him too. Well, Stefan said he lied to Damon so meaning I probably won't have to do it.

    "Since when am I helping?" I asked and Damon smirked.

    "Well, Stefan's helping, and you've taken up residence in Stefan's bed, ergo.." he trailed off and Stefan looked at me his face very close to mine.

    "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do," Stefan said and I sighed looking from him to Damon who was looking upset, but his face flashed to normal seeing I was looking at him.

    "I'll look for it tonight," I said covering my face with the sheet so I don't have to look at Damon.

    "How do we know that this journal will hold the location of the grimoire?" Stefan asked Damon.

"We're really going to take the word of this vampire? He seemed a bit like a dimwit," Stefan added.

    "In lieu of any other options,"

    "Ok what exactly is a grimoire anyway?" I asked slowly sitting up getting the sheet of my head still covering my chest.

    "It's a witch's cookbook," Damon said and Stefan looked at me.

    "Every spell that a witch casts is unique unto itself, so every witch would document their work-"

"Yeah cookbook," Damon interrupted.

"What about our mystery vampire? Dimwit wasn't obviously working alone, so whoever's out there know who we are," Stefan added making Damon's smirk fade.

"And I don't like that disadvantage, so... chop, chop," Damon clapped his hands turning around. "You know, I really like this whole menage threesome team thing, it's got a bit of a kink to it, don't screw it up. Nice bra by the way," Damon smirked at me before picking up my shirt and throwing it to me. I rolled my eyes as he walked away and out the door. Once he left I sighed and uncovered my chest putting my shirt back on.