Damon Salvatore Imagines

i.16

Damon gets down on one knee

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Spencer's pov

The extremely beautiful yet rare yellow autumn leaves cover the garden outside the Salvatore Boarding House. I sat outside on the ledge in the patio feeling the cool wind on my warm cheeks as I pull my scarf closer to my neck. Damon was not at home as he had gone out with Stefan to do some important work. I shove my hands into my coat pockets to warm them up a little bit, it was a bit chilly but I knew it was going to warm up soon enough.

I see a familiar blue car pull onto the driveway and I let out a small breath, a smile appearing on my face. Damon steps out of his car humming some tune and walks up to me with a packet in his hand. I walk a few steps to meet him and he pulls me into a warm hug his chin resting on my head as I breathe in his scent. My arms go around his waist and I smell the familiar scent of Bourbon, vanilla and his cologne. I smile at the smell. Home. Home is where ever Damon is. We fit each other like night and day. Both of them completely different still work perfectly together.

I pull back after he gives me a small peck on my forehead, looking up at him and ask "Where's Stefan?" Damon shrugs and says "Dropped him off at Caroline's place." I nod my head while Damon grabs my hand and goes to walk to the door but I stay planted on the same spot. He then turns to me his blues eyes confused I tilt my head asking him "Was your work so important that it took three hours to complete?" His eyes show relief and he shrugs and says "Yup." Popping the 'p' continuing his walk to the door.

I start to get annoyed as he didn't tell me anything about this important work, when he usually tells me everything. I cross my arms and stare daggers at him and he turns around again a few steps away from the door, looks at me amused and says "Oh stop pouting and come over, we can bake some cupcakes." He swings the bag and extends the bag to me. I stop glaring as soon he says cupcakes, walking over grabbing the bag from him. "I'm still mad at you." I say and stalk into the house, my nose in the air.

I hear him chuckle behind me as he closes the door and kisses my cheek as says "I gotta freshen up I will be down in five minutes." I remove my coat and scarf as I smile at him and walk into the large and spacious kitchen. Damon's five minutes is more like thirty minutes so I take my sweet time removing the ingredients from their designated places and place them on the counter.

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I had added the first few ingredients when Damon walks into the kitchen and sits on the bar stool at the island staring at me. I crack the eggs into the bowl and look at Damon whose eyes havde not moved from me I raise an eyebrow and ask him "Are you gonna just sit there staring at me or help me out here Mr.IWillBeDownInFiveMinutes?"

"I prefer sitting here and watching you cook, you know." He gives me his infamous Damon Salvatore smirk and glare at him which makes him sigh and stand up. I smile at him and say "Good now you can help me by getting the milk from the fridge I forgot to get it out." He gives me a mock salute and says "Yes Ma'am." I roll my eyes at him and he dips his finger into the flour packet, then touches my nose. I simply shake my head away from him not saying anything and he brings the milk from the fridge places the carton next to me. I add the milk and then pour the mix into the cupcake tray, look at Damon and say "Can you put it into the oven please?"

We get started on the cream and once that I check the time and see that there are about ten minutes left before the cupcakes are ready. I start cleaning up when I feel Damons arms snake around my waist from behind, hugging me. I relax into his arms and rest my head on his shoulder as his chin lands on my shoulder. I see his hand slyly make its way over to the frosting and I slap his hand away saying "Damon!! Just hold on for a few minutes."