Damon X Reader

Breathtakingly Dangerous

"I don't believe we've met, my name is Damon Salvatore." He extended his hand with a smirk plastered on his face, as if I was dumb, like I would forget. Those blue eyes, the way his jawline was so beautifully sharp, the way his grey top hugged his figure, not to mention when he tugged his fingers through his raven hair the grey shit tugged up and showed his toned body. He was the definition of a breathtaking man. But his voice though smooth as honey, nothing could ever wash out the memory of every ounce of pain when he wanted me to know him. When he wanted me to be someone I wasn't. His pain was so raw in my memory, it made my chest tighter.
I backed away and Stefan caught me from going away further, his hands tight on my arms. This irrational fear came over me, he sucked the very air out of the room, the blood from my heart, the oxygen in my lungs. He Damon Salvatore was breathtakingly dangerous, I was scared, I wanted to scream at him, I wanted to rip that smirk of his face, how could he forget what happened last night.
"We've met." I smile at him this huge wave of reckless anger flooded me, he moves closer to me and this time I don't move, Stefan doesn't say a word, just stares at us, while his hands loosen on my arms.
"Have we? I would never forget such a beautiful women like you, surely we haven't met." He's edging closer until Stefan puts his hand on Damon's chest to stop him from coming closer.
"Forgive Damon he's very forward, I'll drive you home now y/n" I stare between the brothers, the tension in the air makes me want to choke.
"Until we meet again y/n" Damon steps out of the way and stared at Stefan as if in confirmation that he said my name correct. I slightly prayed I'd never see him again but was he the price I had to pay to be happy again? As we got in the car I remembered I didn't even grab my bag, my coat my anything, I was so focused on leaving that painful situation.
"Stefan I left my-"
"I've got it, just-please just talk to me about anything." He was red with anger, his knuckles white as he held the steering wheel, we hadn't left the driveway yet, he was staring at the house.
"What? Stefan what's going on?" The concern in my voice clearly showed, but the way he looked at me now, I doubt it was concern in my voice and more a scared girl.
"My brother, he-" and then there he was as if right on cue,  at the front door Damon was waving goodbye towards me. The car roared to life and speeded out of the gates and drive way until we were at the bridge, Stefan broke the speed limit to confirm this we got here in 5 minutes instead of 15. He stoped the car so abruptly I was propelled forward slightly.
"What the actual fuck Stefan!?" He stares at me, the intensity in his eyes make my reckless anger and confidence flow with the water under the bridge.
"We've met? You've met my brother?" I was speechless, I didn't know how to tell him, for all I know it could still be a dream. A horrible nightmare that I conjoined up, maybe I had seen him passing by.
"I-I, well he has a familiar face-and mystic falls is so small." I was lying through my teeth and he seemed to sense it, but he relaxed only for a minute. He was silent, completely and utterly silent as if in his own world, reminiscing on distant memories that seem to haunt him because he looked defeated.
"Stefan what's wrong?" He continued to look at the road, he studied the arch of fall leaves, the way the wind blew trough the branches and made the leaves dance and fall.
"My brother, we don't get along very well, I had no idea he was back in mystic falls." He sighed,
"I'm sorry for all of this" he still couldn't meet my eyes.
"I've moved to run from him, I thought this was the one place he'd never come to. I wanted a fresh start, but he follows, he always follows." His fist hits the steering wheel, I don't know how to comfort him, I don't understand how he can be so vulnerable in this moment to a let's face it a complete stranger. So I'll be viewable to, show him my pain.
"I understand, my history I can never out run, fresh starts don't exist Stefan, you live with the burden on your shoulders. Last year, my family, they disappeared, most say dead, I say disappeared. I'm alone, don't apologise for things you can't control." Tears don't fall anymore, I could see him searching for them, my voice gave my pain away.
"I didn't know that, about your family." He was quiet, soft with every word he spoke.
"I'm surprised it's all everyone and anyone talks about." I laugh and I can't stop, I've never talked about this mini fame spot light I've acquired from my disappearing parents.
"This must be a very uneventful town, if they can't let one thing go that happened a year ago." He didn't pity me, I beamed inside.
"I hate to break your spirits of a exciting fresh start because nothing eventful ever happens in Mystic falls." He drove me home, this time driving the speed limit. He walked me to my door, I felt as though I was floating, I felt happy, strangely happy.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?" I waited for a response while opening the door to my home.
"Of course, goodnight y/n."
"Goodnight Stefan." I closed my door and headed to bed.

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