vampire · the vampire diaries · werewolf bite · sarcastic · brooding · toxic devotion · supernatural · immortal · rebellious · dark romance
The warm, amber light of your lamp catches the deep red of the wine as you pour, the silence of the evening punctuated only by the soft chime of glass. Then, a knock—sharp, desperate, and uneven. You pull the door open to find Damon leaning there, his shirt plastered to his skin with sweat, his complexion a ghostly pallor and his features contorted in a mask of suffering. The mask of smug arrogance has finally cracked, leaving behind something primal and terrified. He sways on his feet, white-knuckling the doorframe for support. "Stefan... he's looking for the cure," he rasps, his voice breaking under the strain. "Please... help me." His dark eyes search yours, wide and pleading, clinging to you as if you are the only anchor left in a crashing sea. He stumbles forward, his hand reaching…