TVD/ TO Imagines {CLOSED}

I Can Touch You?*

Mason comes back from the dead and surprises Y/N **SMUT WARNING**

Groaning with annoyance as I see that Alaric has called me for the tenth time today, I grab the phone harshly.

"I don't care what you or Damon have to say so stop calling me, Alaric." I snap.

"Okay fine, you don't want to see Mason again. That's all great and dandy-"

"What are you talking about?"

"Come to the Salvatore house and find out for yourself."

"I am not going to that dreadful place,"

"Then I guess you won't see your boyfriend again," He says before hanging up.

I stare down at my phone as I pull away from my phone.

"This could be a trap, (Y/N)." I say to myself.

"But anything is possible in this town, so I think I should go over there just to make sure. And if Damon gets in my way, I'll kill him." I add.

I pull my hair into a ponytail and take my keys before I walk to my car.

**

I raise my hand to knock on the door when I hear Damon scream. I burst through the door and scan the room for find Damon strapped to a chair as he burned in the daylight. That's not a problem for me; what's a problem is that I can't see the culprit of this. Which either means that he is hiding or he is invisible.

"What the-"

I hold my hand up and block the sun from entering with my powers.

"T-thank you," Damon says.

"Who did this?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," He says breathlessly.

I snap my fingers and Damon starts to burn once again.

"Okay, okay!" He yells and I put up the sun barrier once again.

"It was Mason,"

"You lie!"

When I move to take down the barrier, Damon says:

"No! I swear to God I am not lying to you!"

"Then where is he?"

"Right here,"

My blood runs cold in my veins as I slowly turn around to meet Mason's gaze. His hair is different, it's slicked back but is still dark brown and curly. His soft, blue eyes scanned over my face as he smiles at me.

"Hey, (Y/N)." He whispers.

"M-Mason?"

He steps closer to me and says:

"You have know idea how much I missed you."

"I guarantee you that I missed you more," I say, tears pricking my eyes.

He holds out his hand and I slowly raise my hand to touch it. I gasp softly when I feel his rough, calloused hand against my own.

"I can touch you?" I ask.

He nods and I add:

"I can touch you,"

I pull him in for a long, sweet kiss. He wraps his arms me as his tongue swipes against the rim of my mouth. Our lips continue to collide even if our lungs were screaming for air.

"Sorry to interrupt your little reunion, but would you guys mind letting me go?" Damon calls out.

I pull away from Mason and flick my wrist, snapping Damon's neck in the process.