Damon watched as Y/N danced around the kitchen with a spatula. He smiled, she was so beautiful, so perfect in his eye.
"Damon, can you change it to, 'Love yourself'?" Damon picked up here iPod and switched the song. "Thanks, babe."
Damon sat at the island placed in the centre of the kitchen, laying his chin upon his folded hands, his cheeks hurting from smiling so wide. His mind wandered off as Y/N moved her hips, lips moving as she was singing along to the song, flipping a pancake. Damon minded to the day they met, a day in all his centuries of living he would never forget. Although it was a cliche story, it was special to him.
*Flashback*
He was in the woods, taking a walk just to be by himself to clear his mind, it was a suggestion from Stefan so he'd stop tearing into people's necks. When he was tackled by this big ball of fluff, it appeared to be a golden retriever. Damon pushed the dog off cursing it as it continued to jump onto him,
"Max! Max!" Y/N had come into the clearing where Damon and the dog were. "Hey! I'm sorry I guess he heard you and he got a little excited." Y/N apologized and Damon looked at her with a stuck look on his face, her beauty amazed him.
"Oh no, no, no it's fine, I love dogs." Damon uncomfortably pats the dog, and Y/N could clearly see that he wasn't around dogs much. "Well...nice to meet you...my name's Y/N." She stuck her hand out and Damon shook it, smirking. "Damon."
*End of flashback*
Damon was snapped out of his flashback when he heard Max running down the stairs and into the kitchen, most likely knocking some things over in this giant house.
"Hey boy." Y/N placed the spatula on the counter beside the stove and bent down the give Max a hug, kissing his tiny head.
"Y/N must you greet every dog like that?" Damon asked, secretly loving how excited she got every time she had noticed or met a dog, even random dogs.
"Yes, dogs must know they are loved, just something they need to know." Damon laughed and walked toward the stove to push around the bacon. Y/N stood up, and hugged Damon's waist, kissing his back.
"I got the girl." Damon smiled turning to pick up Y/N, placing her on the island where he kissed her. "I love you, Damon." Damon smiled, "I know."
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Damon Salvatore Imagines!✔️
Fanfiction❝I've been in love. It's painful, pointless and overrated.❞ •Imagines about Damon Salvatore!• •Smut is included in this book•
