An Undeniable Love (A Delena Story)

thirty one

During dinner the mood in the room felt awkward, due to the way I was acting. After hearing that conversation it made me realize just how much Damon still loved me after five years, and it scared the hell out of me.

Damon is the love of my life and the father of my child. Why was I holding back from being with him, from finally getting the thing I wished for for years?

I couldn't decide in my mind what it was. I love him, I knew it. That feeling never went away. My love for him grew after I seen him with Braxton, the way he acted with him and just how good of a father he really was.

As we were eating I could feel Damon's eyes on me the whole time which cause me to look down at my food the whole time as we ate, which made the whole dinner very awkward. I couldn't make myself apart of the conversations that were happening. 

After dinner I started to collect the dirty dishes from the table and put them in the sink that was filled with water and soap. I started to scrub the dishes clean and put them in the other side of the sink.

"Need some help?" Damon asks, holding a drying towel in his hands as he walked up beside me. 

"Sure." I say with a soft smile as I continue to wash the dishes, keeping my focus on them. 

I watch out of the corner of my eye as Damon dries the dishes and puts them away in the cupboards where they belong.

His arm would slightly brush against mine which gave every inch of my body goosebumps just like it had earlier that day when he had touched me. 

When I was done washing the dishes I drained the sink and dried off my hands looking at Damon through the corner of my eye. 

"Is something wrong?" He asked me as he placed his final dish into the cupboard. 

"No, why would you say that?" 

"You just seem a little off, that's all."

"Oh. I'm just a little tired." I say simply.

"I get it." He says with his signature smile. "I can give Braxton a bath and put him to bed myself tonight if you'd like. That way you can go to bed early and get some rest."

"Yeah maybe I should. I start back up at the hospital again tomorrow. And Braxton starts kindergarten next week."

"Oh wow." He started. "I cant believe he is going to kindergarten already."

"Shit." I murmured under my breath as I rubbed my forehead. "I haven't even taken him school shopping yet. I totally forgot about it." 

"I can take him." He offers. "Only if your comfortable with that. Ill pay for everything."

A small smile spread across my face. "Damon of course i'm comfortable with that. Your his father you know." I say playfully. "So of course you can take him. Ill give you the list for things he needs."

"Great." He says with a smile. "We will go tomorrow then." 

"Thank you Damon, your a lifesaver."

"Happy to help." He says as he smiles again.

That moment I regretted ever not telling Damon about Braxton. He missed out on so many important things that has already happened in Braxton's life in only five short years. He missed seeing him take his first steps and say his first word. He missed out on his first birthday which every parent always remembers. 

"Whats going through your head?" Damon asks as he leans against the counter top.

"Braxton and you." I admitted quietly.