I'm Never The One | Bamon

Chapter 35: 'Under Control'

(Ok, so the surprise is that I'm posting an extra long chapter that's so messy, it's criminal. Happy Anniversary!)

IF SOMEONE HELD A GUN TO BONNIE'S HEAD AND DEMANDED TO KNOW HOW SHE IS FEELING IN THIS VERY MOMENT, SHE WOULD HAVE TO ADMIT THAT SHE'S GIDDY AS FUCK

"Damon, hurry up!"

"I'm coming!"

It's Sunday and this is the fourth night Damon has slept over.

Bonnie can't help, but smile to herself when she thinks about the past few days. Initially, it was worrying to her when she accepted his offer to start over, nervous that all that has happened would weigh too heavy.

But now, as she sits cozy in her bed with her laptop that has a paused movie on its screen and the older Salvatore busy downstairs making another bowl of microwave popcorn, she feels totally carefree.

"Come on, you're gonna miss it." She sings warningly, coaxing him again.

Not even five seconds later, the man in question enters the room, closing the door with a bare foot after elbowing the door handle open. She struggles to keep a straight face when he enters holding two ceramic bowls filled with popcorn and another packet of m&ms hanging from his teeth.

Scooting over, she peels away the duvet for him to enter the bed.

Only in a pair of black sleeping trousers and a loose fitting night shirt with its sleeves rolled up, he slides in.

"What did I miss?" He asks, his voice sitting in the back of his throat with his mouth being obstructed.

"Nothing, I paused it." She informs, taking her bowl from him.

Reaching out, she tugs the sweet packet from his teeth, which is a struggle at first due to him playfully pulling away. She narrows her eyes then snatches it from him and rips it open, ignoring his triumphant chagrin.

She sighs disapprovingly as she pours the m&ms into both of their bowls, recreating the sweet and salty fusion that they discovered the other day.

"Has he eaten her yet?"

She gives him a look with winced eyes, her head tilting to the side, making a thoughtlessly tied messy bun adorably flop over.

"What?" He shrugs, laughing, "You said the movie was different from the book."

Shaking her head, she presses the space bar to resume the film.

'I know what you are...'

"Say it, out loud...say it."

Her shoulder is quick to elbow the man beside her when she hears him snort.

'...Vampire.'

'Are you afraid?'

'...no.'

'Then ask me the most basic question. What do we eat?'

'You won't hurt me.'

"I don't get it," Damon interjects, "Why would she lead him into the woods and only then confront him when they're separated from everyone and could easily murder her?"