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❝it's all coming back to me now❞
HER HEART HASN'T SETTLED. Though her body feels warm and she feels right, her heart hasn't stopped pounding since she laid her eyes on him last night. She's sure it's a dream, even if the world is moving on around her.
Damon refused to let her out of his sight, even as they returned to the boarding house and secluded themselves in his room for the evening. For hours they laid in the bed and talked, never letting go of one another as they revisited their lives without each other. And though a few hours wouldn't make up for the lost time, it was enough to reassure each other that no matter how much time passed between them, they were still irrevocably in love with one another.
Even now, they could barely stand a two foot distance from one another as she started a pot of coffee and he sat at the counter, smiling at her milling about in his kitchen.
"Where's the silverware?"
"The drawer to the left of the stove." He points to it, and she gives him a wink as she slides it open and grabs a spoon.
Rosemary turns around to ask him another question, but he cuts her off before she can speak. "Sugar is in that cabinet," He points to one of the silver-knobbed cupboard doors, and she nods gratefully at him while grabbing the container of sugar off a shelf.
She's wrapped in a robe she stole off the back of his door, and has a pair of her own slippers on her feet. Damon's dressed for the day, but they're in no rush, no matter the chaos they'll eventually have to face.
"Damon, if you tell me that you still drink your coffee with no sugar in it after all these years, I might cry again."
He huffs a laugh at her dramatics, and she rolls her eyes at him, but gets a mug down for him anyways. "It's just fine without sugar, you just have a deadly sweet tooth."
"I have an appreciation for the sweeter things in life," She shrugs, popping a fresh red strawberry from the assorted fruit bowl into her mouth with a pointed smirk. "It's an acquired taste."
Damon smirks and leans over the counter as she grabs another strawberry. "Well, I have an appreciation for one sweet thing in life, and it's not strawberries." He winks at her as he bites the fruit from her fingers, and swiftly kisses her chin, making it sticky with strawberry.
She rolls her eyes at him as she wipes her chin off, but there's a smile on her face that indicates she's happy, even with his teasing. "Klaus will want us to be there today. He's supposed to be getting his body back."
Damon stretches, standing from his seat to come around the counter and wrap his arm around Rosemary's waist. "It'll be nice to see his ugly mug again after all these years."
"Trust me, he's still an egotistical ass, you haven't missed much." She smirks and lifts herself onto the counter, letting Damon slot himself between her knees.
