You made it all better

All happy again

It's a few days later and I haven't really spoken to Damon. Even though we talked about being friends, he hasn't texted me or called me and I'm not sure if he wants me to call him. Cassidy and Stefan did see each other every day and I asked her to see how Damon's doing so I've heard from her. She says he looks okay, but he doesn't talk a lot. He's been away most of the time she was there and they both don't know what he's been doing. I didn't tell dad what happened exactly, but he seemed to be okay with what I told, just that Damon and I wanted to take it a little bit slower. I know I'm lying to myself, because every day I think about him and how I want to talk to him and hug him. Cassidy tells me all the time that I should just reach out to him, but I'm not sure. She's here right now and we're talking about it.
"Elena, it's been a few days now, most of your anger is gone and I think it would be great for both of you to just talk about it. Obviously you miss eachother."
"I just don't know. He hasn't even reached out to me, so maybe he doesn't want to talk to me."
"He didn't reach out to you for the same reason you didn't reach out to him. He thinks you don't want it. It's simple, but you both want it."
She takes her phone and types his number, she calls him and gives the phone to me.
"What are you doing?"
"What you should do."
I give the phone back to her.
"I'm not doing this, Cas."
Than Damon picks up.
I can hear his voice through the phone.
"Hii. Something wrong?"
"Hii, no, I have someone here who wants to talk to you."
She puts the phone on my ear. I don't know what to say.
"Hii."
"Elena?"
"Yeah."
"Hii."
"How are you doing?"
"I'm okay. How are you?"
"Same."
Awkward. Now I don't know what to say anymore, but Cassidy gestures to me that I should say something.
"Umm, I was wondering. Do you think we can talk?"
"Umm, yeah, sure. I was going to pick up some stuff from home today."
"Can I come? Than you won't be alone."
"Okay."
"Okay, I'll see you in 30 minutes?"
"Yeah. See you."
I hang up and give the phone back to Cassidy.
"See, that wasn't so hard."
I look at her, lifting my eyebrows.
"You will thank me for it later. Now get ready and leave. He'll be waiting for you."
I fix my hair and leave. When I arrive at his house he's already there, indeed waiting for me. I get out and wave while he walks over to me. I feel nervous.
"Hii."
"Hey, thankyou for coming."
"Sure."
He opens the door and we walk inside. He walks further and takes a look in the living room. He turns around to me.
"He's not here."
We walk further.
"He left a note."
"What does it say?"
He mumbles something but one sentence is very clear.
"I'm deeply disappointed in both of you..."
I look at him, he looks mad, but also sad. Than he puts the letter away and looks at me.
"He left. That's nothing new."
I feel so bad for him, something breaks in me. I lay my hand on his arm.
"Hey, it's going to be okay."
His face turns, now he just looks mad, but not at me.
"I understand that he's disappointed in me, but Stefan?"
"Damon, don't say that. You didn't do anything wrong."
He looks at me and frowns his eyes. I feel my stomach flipping. I can't do this anymore, I love him too much. I look at his eyes, he looks back at me. Than he comes closer real fast and lays his hands in my neck while kissing me hard, like he doesn't want to let go of me ever again. I kiss him back and lay my hands on his face. I missed this, I missed him. We walk through the room while kissing. Parts of our outfits are swinging all over the house. Damon pulls me on the pool table and kisses my neck. Finally he pulls back and looks me in my eyes while still holding my face in his hands.
"You don't know how much I longed to this."
I smile and take his hand, leading him towards his room. When we arrive I press my body against his and whisper in his ear.
"We don't have to think about anything right now."
I can feel his breath against my neck when I back off. I'm standing in front of him and slowly take of my shirt and my jeans, trying to look sexy. He's just standing there. I loosen my bra and slowly take off my panties. I lost my socks somewhere else in the house. He's still just standing there, looking at me. Than he takes off his shirt and I help him take off his belt and his jeans. He pushes me against the wall while making his hands move over my body and kissing me. I bring down his underwear and take him to the bed. I smile and kiss him. In one move he climbs on top of me and starts making his moves. God I'm glad he's mine again.

I wake up and for a moment I don't know where I am, but than I hear Damon's voice and notice I'm wearing his shirt, but only his shirt.
"Goodmorning, sexy-ass."
"Damon..." I say with a cracky voice. I turn around and see him standing there, completely naked.
"Come here, I made you pancakes."
"Like that?" 
He frowns his eyebrows and smirks.
"I make one hell of a naked breakfast."
Than he puts his arms around me and carries me all the way downstairs. I can feel his muscled arms around my body, and I can feel other parts of his body too. I think about last night and smile brightly. Damon made me feel so good again, it was even better than the first time. Probably because I was more relaxed. He puts me down and picks my lips. I smile.
"Where did you even get the stuff to make pancakes?"
"I found it in the kitchen somewhere."
"You found it somewhere in the kitchen... So I'm going to be sick when I eat it?"
He smiles and pokes my nose.
"Just eat it."
"I'm kidding, thankyou."
We sit down and eat pancakes together. It feels kinda weird that we're both naked, but at the same time it feels exciting.
"So, what's going to happen to the house? I mean, now you're dad's mad and gone..."
"This house has been my families' for a long time. It's all paid for."
"But the electricity, and the water."
He takes a bite of his pancake and than swallows.
"You know, I've been thinking a while about something you said to me. And since we have to take care of ourselves now, I've tried to find a job."
"So that's what you've been doing."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Stefan told me you were away a lot. I thought you were at the bar, but this is what you've been doing."
"You really thought that?"
"I'm sorry... I was worried."
"It's okay."
"I'm proud of you."
"I didn't even find anything yet."
"But you tried."
I brush my hand softly against his cheek and he looks happy. I'm going to help him find a job that makes him happy.