#* ˖ ·ﾟ NOVELS : DAMON x BONNIE ╱ she is mine ❣

[dcmoniism]

🐈- lean against my muse’s side

(/welcome back, honey ❤️)

to : novel!damon salvatore.

it comes as an instinct almost. damon wraps his arm around her shoulders and tugs her a little closer even. “ — are you cold? ” if so, unfortunately he wasn't able to warm her up naturally, but he could always grab a blanket to wrap around her. “ — stefan will not be coming home tonight. ” he informs, as if bonnie needed to know such information. well, perhaps she did — especially if she were to stay the night. just how was he going to do that, ask her that? silence settles once more. damon stares at the fireplace, his fingers tapping softly against bonnie's arm. “ — do you need to go? ” and that would be as close to an invitation to stay as bonnie mccullough would get.

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