Multifandom Smuts And Imagines

im sorry//Damon Salvatore//The Vampire Diaries//Imagine

I sat on my bed, studying for a test I had tomorrow.

Hearing my phone ring on my nightstand, answering the call, I pressed the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked, still writing answers into my notebook

"Y/n? It's Stefan." The caller said, worry laced in his voice, "Hey Stefan, you okay?" I asked, standing up from my bed

"I am, but Damon isn't..." My eyes widened at the mention of my ex boyfriend.

I, of course, loved him still, we ended things a few months ago because of some things that were said, leaving me heartbroken...

"What about him?" I asked, biting my nails, "He's been acting weird these past few weeks, but he snapped, he's started killing people again, y/n." He said

"Not sure if you know this, but it's Damon that we're talking about. And you guys are vampires..." I said, cracking my knuckles

"Not like that, worse, like.... Ripper, bad." I straightened up and bit my lip, scrunching my eyebrows

"What am I supposed to do? We're not exactly on talking terms right now." I breathed out, pacing around the room, "I know, but it's obvious he still loves you, y/n... " He muttered, I let out a dry chuckle, "No. He doesn't. You didn't hear the shit he said." He sighs

"Please, y/n, you're our only hope." He pleaded

I bit my lip, staying silent for about 30 seconds.

"Where is he?"

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I jogged through the forest, the sound of crunching leaves echoing, I stopped as the woods came to an end, the familiar location of the Wickery bridge coming into sight.

I spotted a shiny, silver Toyota, the driver's door open, I sighed, running a hand through my locks of hair, getting ready to face Damon for the first time in months

Stepping closer, each step creating an echo, I spotted Damon's back, leaning against the railing, I knew he heard me, he probably heard my heartbeat miles away from him

"Damon?" He sighed, his head dropping low, "Go away, y/n." He muttered, I gulped and stepped closer, I wasn't scared of him, just maybe who he was now, but I knew he wouldn't hurt me. Or well.... Stefan knew....

"Are you okay?" I asked, stepping even closer, "Yeah, I'm fantastic, wouldn't say that guy on the ground is though." He chuckled, I bit my lip, biting back a smile.

"Seriously though, y/n, leave, I don't want you to see me like this." He whispered, supporting his head with his hands, I took a few steps closer, now standing directly behind him, putting my hand on his shoulder, softly tugging on it, making him Turn around. His head drooping down, barely allowing me to see his face.

My thumb and index grasped his chin, forcing him to look at me. Of course I had heard about Damon's killing days, and of course people had tried to warn me to not be around him, but I didn't listen, as cliché as it may sound, he was different around me. Gentle, caring, loving. Never had I seen it though, him with blood all over his face, veins visible under his eyes, his fangs out.

I had learned about him being a vampire the day we started dating, we had been seeing each other for a few months, and he warned me, he wanted me to be sure about him. And I was, I still am. I did the same thing I did that day right now, I cupped his cheeks, stepped closer, looked into his icy blue eyes, and kissed him. It took him a second to respond, before kissing me back, like they day we became official.

It felt so foreign but so familiar at the same time, with his lips on mine, for the first time in months.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I pulled away, the flavor of the strangers blood in my mouth, he nodded, but I saw right through it, at a moment like this, anyone could.

"Tell me what's wrong." I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. "I can't do this, I'm too hungry, I'm too miserable without you here, you used to help me with this shit. I don't have anyone." He muttered into my hair. I pulled away, scrunching my eyebrows, "Yes you do, what about Stefan? Elena? Bonnie? Alaric?" I asked, running my hand through his wet hair.

"Stefan is ashamed to even be the same species as me, Elena and I don't really talk anymore, Bonnie is busy with her witch stuff, school, Jeremy, Elena... And Alaric only calls me when he needs a drinking buddy. Nobody really wants me there, you used to though." He muttered the last few words, his voice cracking.

"I still do." I wasn't used to seeing this emotional side of him, sure he opened up about some stuff, but he was mostly either happy, or horny.

He looked up from the ground, shock clear on his face, "You do?" He asked, furrowing his brows, i hesitantly nodded, my eyes trailing over his bloody face and clothes, pressing my lips into a thin line.

"Why? I treated you like shit." He asked, his voice laced with guilt as he looked around.

I shrugged, "We fought, a lot, sure, but a lot of couples do that, Damon. And i got used to it, i guess, the words hurt, but the words didn't hurt so bad that i stopped loving you." I exclaimed, my mind going back to the night, the night where it all ended.

*

"What the hell, Damon?" I yelled, as he pulled on my arm, pulling me away from my friends, i looked back at them, waving an awkward goodbye, which they returned.

We walked away from the Mystic Grill, only a few steps away before he let go of me and threw a tantrum.

"What the fuck are you doing with guys like them?" He yelled, throwing his hands in the air, i furrowed my brows, "Guys like them? They're my friends, and i can hangout with whoever i want!" I yelled back, he nodded his head, "Yeah, whoever you want, but anyone except for Tyler Lockwood, and even worse, Klaus Mikaelson." 

"Oh come on! What's so bad about them?" I asked, making him scoff.

"Well, beside the fact that they're hybrids, they sleep around, aka, they fuck chicks, who aren't necessarily single." He raised his voice louder than before, making me take a step back.

"You really think that i'd cheat on you?" He hesitated, making me scoff and turn around, ready to walk home, but then he grabbed my arm again, except this time it hurt, making me wince.

"Don't you dare walk away from me. I've seen the way you act around them."He whisper yelled, pulling me towards him, i bit the inside of my cheek, trying not to think of the pain in my arm, but he quickly realized that he was hurting me, making him let go.

"And how do i act around them?" He didn't even hesitate before yelling back an answer, "Like a fucking slut." He spat, making me gasp and take a step away from him. Then, my hand met his face, slapping him as hard as i could, making him wince.

"Fuck. You." I spat, before walking away, almost running.

*

"I-I'm sorry." Hearing those unfamiliar words made me snap back to the situation we were in, and i knew that those words were hard for Damon to say, and he sure didn't say them often.

"I'm so sorry, y/n." His bottom lip started quivering, making him bite it for a second, i watched him as he inhaled deep into his lungs, trying to control the waterfall.

"I regret what i said that night. Every god damn day. I know that you would never do anything like that. I was so stupid to think that you would." He spoke, making my heart drop, a small smile making it's way onto my lips. 

Then i walked towards him at a quick pace, wrapping my hands around his torso.

I cupped his face, whispering the words, "I forgive you."

Those words made his eyes light up, a small smile making it's way onto his lip.

And then, he kissed me.