Imagine: You are sired to Damon.
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You looked at Damon with love-filled eyes as he looked back at you. You looked away to finish cleaning the kitchen from the dinner you made for a little party.
"Would you guys just kiss already?!" Stefan asked, annoyed.
Damon smirked, "Yeah Y/N. Why don't we?"
"Oh shut it Damon. You just want some." You replied, laughing.
"No, he doesn't. He l-" Stefan was cut off by Damon's punch.
"Ow, Damon! Why don't you tell her, you big wuss?" Stefan asked, rubbing his arm.
"Shut. Up. Stefan." Damon said with clenched teeth and a blush.
"Tell me what?" You sigh as you get up and put the plates in the sink.
"That Damon lo-" Stefan was interrupted by Damon snapping his neck.
"Damon, what the hell?" You yell and sigh. "You know he's gonna be pissed with you when he wakes up right?"
"Yeah yeah, I know." He sighs and finishes his bourbon.
You begin to wash the dishes and feel his eyes. You hide the blush creeping into your cheeks. You'd never admit it but unfortunately, you fell for the arrogant and careless vampire, long ago. Accepting he'd never feel the same, you decided to become best friends.
As you finish up the dishes, you dry your hands and look over to Damon to catch his eyes again. He walks toward you and thanks you while kissing your forehead. Your heartbeat increased and your blush deepened.
"I'm gonna get going, Damon. Tell Stefan I said bye." You grab your belongings and head towards the door.
"I will, fireball. Call me when you get home." He looks at you and smiles. He always called you 'fireball' because you were always one to sass back and when you got angry-ooh man you better flee to the other side of the world.
"I will, pretty boy." You told him before stepping out the front door.
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You walked through town, past the park and observed your surroundings. Something isn't right, you realized that whenever you first came into town. It's eerily quiet and no ones out and about. Not even at the Grill. You frown and shiver at the sudden wind. Next thing you know, you're up against a brick wall and there's a searing pain in your left side. There was a hand attached to your throat, not tight enough to cut off your air flow but just right to be threatening. You see your attacker grin. But you have no idea who he is.
"Mm, Damon's little prize. I'm going to have fun with you." He smirked. He then bit his wrist and shoved it to your lips. You tried, you kept your mouth clamped shut and squirmed under his grasp. But he tightened his grip on your neck, resulting in you having to open your mouth to breathe. He pushed his wrist more into your mouth. You squeezed your eyes shut and crinkled your nose at the bitter taste. As the blood slid down your throat, you squirmed more and tried to yell for Damon. It all came out muffled and just made your attacker more excited. He removed his wrist and his hand, leaving both on your shoulders, holding you to the wall. Your rapid heartbeat and quick breaths made him smirk. He forced his lips onto yours and pushed his hips to you. You opened your mouth to him and bit his tongue. He cried out in pain.
"Fuck this! You're too feisty for me. Say hi to Damon for me, baby." Those were the last words you heard before he snapped your neck.
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You woke, neck a little sore and leaning against a brick wall. The very same brick wall that.....'oh no.' You got to your feet and your throat burned, your gums and eyes hurt. You carefully walked back to the Salvatore house.
'What the hell did he do to me?' You thought, holding your head and realizing a ring on your left middle finger. You knocked on the front door and heard footsteps. 'Those aren't Damon's.' You realize and suddenly feel very hungry. The door opened revealing Matt. What is he-food. You grab him by the neck and quickly run him, pinning him to the opposite side of the house to a wall. Your fangs came out and veins appeared under your eyes.
"I'm sorry. I'm so hungry." You growl and prepare to feed on the weak human. You hold his cheek with on hand and put your other hand on his shoulder. You were inches from draining him dry when you heard him.
"Y/N?! What are you do-Y/N?! No!" Damon yelled and sped over to you. He grabbed your chin and looked you in the eyes.
"Please, baby. Stop. Don't do this." He told you.
You felt your hands leave Matt's body and land on Damon's, fully facing him now. Your fangs and veins still visible. Matt stared wide eyed. So did Elena, Stefan, Klaus, Elijah, Bonnie and Tyler.
"You can't be-No, baby..." Damon's voice cracked and you noticed a tear rolled down his cheek.
"How?" Stefan asked, breaking you both out of your trances.
"My-throat-" you managed to say. By the time you looked back up to look at Damon, he'd already gotten you a couple blood bags. You drained both very quickly. Your veins and fangs faded soon after.
"How?" Stefan repeated.
"I-I don't know. I was walking home last night and then-this guy-i don't even know who he was. He made me drink his blood then he tried to-but I didn't let him. He got aggravated and snapped my neck." You explained, as best as you could. Damon was livid. You could see the fire in his eyes. His jaw clenched and his fists clenched and unclenched as he stared into a spot on the ground.
"Well, did anyone else notice how Y/N stopped when Damon told her to?" Elijah asked, very curious.
"That is quite interesting, love. Very few stop that close to getting blood. You were inches away and you stopped. Because Damon told you to. I'd say that Y/N is sired to Damon."
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Elijah snapped at his brother. Klaus just smiled back.
You frowned. "Only one way to test it out, brother." Stefan told his bigger brother.
"Y/N," You glared at him. "Damon-"
"Go pour me a glass of bourbon."
'No! Go do it yourself!' You tried saying but your body said otherwise. You poured him a glass of bourbon and turned around to face him, glaring once again.
"Bring it here, baby." Damon smirked.
You sighed but nonetheless brought him his drink. He pecked your lips.
"I love you too, by the way." He told you.
You frowned. "Excuse me?" You ask as he walks away.
"Love, when someone is sired to someone else, they had very strong feelings for that someone else prior to being a vampire." Klaus explained to you.
You blushed and ran after Damon.
The seven people left in the living room smiled amongst themselves but vowed to kill the son of a bitch who not only violated but turned their beautiful Y/N into a vampire.
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