#me. and i like the second girl better i think but she's insanely judgey like not to be like i'm so much better than her but i grew out of

[maddy-ferguson]

i spent two hours (two hours) with my "friends" from school today and i'm MISERABLE roman voice you need to stop this (@ me)

[backandimbamon]

Plzz write Bamon + their baby :)

i’ve never written about this!!! ty for the prompt this was so fun to think about (: <33 ask + u shall receive!!

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Sometimes, Damon can’t believe it.

Life is a very funny thing, both haha funny and strange funny, and it’s moments like these where he sits and reflects on the doors that he’s opened, the doors he’s closed, the ones where he’s stayed a while, kicked off his shoes, grabbed some wine, and never ever left.

Bonnie is meeting him for movies and popcorn, their typical Sunday routine, only this is no ordinary Sunday because Friday, he broke up with Elena. Bonnie is supposedly emotional support though he keeps it to himself that he doesn’t need it. He will milk every ounce of affection he can out of his bestie if it means she’ll stay a while longer.

Just like that, everything that he fought hard for he decides to let go because despite the incredible sex and history Elena and Damon have… things still aren’t…right. With every obstacle out of the way, the house quieter, just the two in each other’s presence, it is loud that they will probably never mesh well.

Plus, even a few years after Stefan’s death, Damon notices the room in her heart for him shrinks in size and maybe it’s the fact that the only common ground they have now is Bonnie Bennett- everyone else is either dead or annoying enough that Damon refuses to discuss them, (Caroline, Matt, Jeremy,) they can’t talk about Stefan since his absence still hurts too much. And while Elena is a tad exhausted by only chatting about “his little witch,” Damon can go on and on for days.

Like word vomit, he’s all Bonnie this and Bonnie that in discussions to the point where he’s inwardly cringing at himself but he just can’t stop.

“You know she was my best friend first,” Elena says to him one day after he fusses about Bonnie not answering her phone within the first three rings. There’s a strange look in her expression that perturbs Damon- of course he knows that. Of course.

“Yeah, yeah, but I could’ve been dying over here. I could’ve already been dead. You know she doesn’t have anything to live for if I’m not around,” he jokes snidely.

Elena is folding clothes in the laundry room, she doesn’t laugh or look at him, just continues bending dried garments into a convenient, placeable stack.

Tough crowd.

….

“You ever thought about… I don’t know…? Dating?” Alaric says this, a glass of golden whiskey to his mouth before he knocks it back down his throat and the only thing that’s left is the large, sparkling ice cube. When he slaps the glass down, the ice klinks characteristically. It’s been perhaps a month or two since Damon and Elena’s split.

“Me and Judgey? Are you insane? That’s my-“

“Best friend. Yeah. Everyone’s aware.”

Damon’s brows knot up in confusion, and his eyes hold an expression of disbelief.

“It’s Bonnie,” He says, blue eyes twinkling with an almost believable mirth like he thinks it’s a joke that Alaric would even ask.

“It is.” He confirms.

A minute passes of Damon rubbing the back of his neck, Ric staring aimlessly at his empty glass before he speaks up again.

“So you haven’t… you know…”

“What?” Damon makes a hand gesture of the obviously forbidden word before shaking his head vehemently. “Of course not.”

“Oh, I know that. I was going to ask if you’ve ever…thought about it?”

Bonnie? With her legs wrapped around his waist as he makes every inch of his dick disappear into her hot and gushy anatomy? So deep inside her that their hips touch?

He clears his throat.

“Of course not.” Damon repeats.

….

It’s a momentary lapse of judgement-the kiss- and when she doesn’t reciprocate or move at all, really, the awkwardness is a brick that sinks in the bottom of his stomach.

Leaf green eyes and a beating heart too panicky to be calm but she just brushes it all away like eraser marks on a timed essay.

Damon never imagines rejection to be so simple that he can just pretend that it never happened. He takes the exit and sits back in friend zone where he’s always belonged.

Things are kinda sorta normal for a week.

….

“Truth or dare?” Bonnie suggests that they play it and on queue, Damon throws out sexual innuendo in an insert-line-here-fashion. She cringes, rolls her eyes, tries not to laugh.

Normal.

But then she dares him to kiss her again and things are so far from normal that somehow they end up in bed together, completely naked, and completely wild.

And God, Bonnie begs, pleads, when she’s under Damon but when she gets on top, it’s him that’s asking for permission.

“Fuck, Bon,” he mumbles before leaving a long stream of cursive inside of her.

Their eyes are crystallized, perhaps it’s the moonlight.

….

He shouldn’t feel this betrayed when he hears it, the second heartbeat, but something inside of him snaps.

“Found another best friend?” Damon asks, they haven’t had sex since that wonderful, miraculous night a little over one month ago but the sexual tension between them is as taut as a rubber-band.

She laughs, not noticing the pain in his tone. “With what time?”

It’s a solid question. He’s had Bonnie to himself practically every evening, her stuff is vicariously thrown around the house; she’s in all the rooms at once.

But there’s undeniably an extra heartbeat, he hears it with each pause, each breath she takes, the incessant thump.

“Um,” Damon’s tumbler slips out of his grasp and crashes to the floor.

Bonnie backs away from the mess.

“Um?”

….

Pregnant Bonnie is his favorite Bonnie, from her cravings, to her glow, to her new abundance of cleavage. The two of them can’t stop thinking how this could be, how their lives keep getting stranger and stranger, how nature keeps being redefined, and the rules keep bending and breaking.

Her new favorite things are chocolate chip cookies with salty chips baked in, chocolate-and honey-covered strawberries, spicy sausages, pickle juice.

His hands find their new home in rubbing Bon’s baby bump until she drifts off into a nap.

When her breathing gets heavier indicating she’s in a deep sleep he says into her hair, “You should marry me.”

And he means it.

….

Luna Bennett-Salvatore arrives with soft brown skin and Heterochromia iridum: one ice blue eye and one leaf green one.

Damon nicknames her Bam since Bonnie decides to scrap his name suggestion altogether.

“Bamon! It’s our names combined,”

“No.”

“But what if-“

“No.”

And Luna aka Bam grows very fast. She smiles a lot. Babbles a lot. To Bonnie’s dismay, she says “dada” first.

“Look at Daddy’s Girl,” he says, holding his princess high in the air. “You know what, Bam, I better not say that too loud. Mommy was Daddy’s Girl before you.”

“Oh my God,” Bonnie mumbles, hiding her smile.

She likes to fall asleep with her little arms hugging Bonnie’s neck, the side of her face pressed against hers.

“Don’t be jealous,” Bonnie says when Damon crosses his arms.

“Jealous?” He tsks. “I can do that too,” He bundles Bonnie and Luna up in his arms. “you should marry me,” he says into her hair.

And he means it.

[randomnesstuff123]

DisneyLand

Once again on the 29th of January, we went to Disneyland. I was actually quite tired from the wrestling match I had with Mini the night before cuz I reached home about uhmmmm 2 to 3 in the morning and still had to wind down and stuff. Don’t think I am complaining though, all of it was worth it hehehe me being tired that morning just proves I had a lot of fun the night before and took so much energy from me. I was Happy about it.

Again the bus ride there, I passed out so I don’t know what was going on with Mini but pretty sure she fell asleep on the bus too. We reached DisneyLand’s bus station and first thing we did was to find a coin locker to put in Mini’s and her friend’s suitcase cuz they weren’t coming back to Tsukuba that night. We walked and talked to the entrance and yo...the amount of people waiting there was insane. Luckily the weather was superb, the sun was out, some clouds in the sky and the temperature is just nice to wear a T shirt with a cardigan. Honestly a T shirt would do just fine. Back to waiting in line, I was looking around and saw that Mini was squinting because of the sun. She took out her sun glasses but it was no ordinary pair. It had some design of a raptor’s claw on it and I went,” Well damn, not only is her personality beast like, she brought a pair of sunglasses to fit along with it.”

Instinctively, I stood a bit closer to her and made it so that my shadow enveloped her being. Yes yes yes yes I know, aww that early? yes yes yes that early, I already thought small things to make the experience better for her aight. Guilty as charged but I was ONLY interested in her at this point okay. No butterfly in my stomach type of thing and pssh as if I get any :P. This man does not waver under such circumstances. 

I’l skip the bits where we line up and get on the rides because that is pretty boring. Not much was happening as well sooo ima skip all that. Lets jump to when we went into Winnie The Pooh merchandise shop. We were going around the shop and I overheard that Mini always wanted to get the Biggest sized Winnie The Pooh doll. The doll was literally 2/3 of her height, basically she can cuddle and hug it when she sleeps or something. Mini kept on going and going about how she wanted it since years back, every time she comes to Disney Land, the opportunity presents itself but not taken. I kept my mouth pretty quiet that time, I was thinking critically if I should get her the doll. It looked like she really really wanted it and I was tempted to buy her the doll that moment but I held back. If I buy her this doll, what would it mean? what will this come across looking like? will she be more wary of me? will she appreciate it? will it be a dust collector in the end? does she actually want it or it is somewhat of a strategy to see if guys would get her what she wants? will it be worth buying it for her? will it be a waste of money? and one more thing, how is she ever gonna bring it back to Taiwan? its so freaking big and Mini’s friend said that Mini shops a lot sooo how? In the end, I let the moment pass and I said in my heart,” If the chance comes again later, we will see how it goes.”

While that train of thought was choo chooing in my head. I called her Mini’s sister. Anni. I asked her if Mini needed another doll and the next words that came out of Anni’s mouth was, “ NO, SHE DOESN’T NEED IT. WE HAVE TOO MANY AT HOME. YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND. WE DON’T EVEN HAVE ANY SPACE LEFT TO SLEEP. THE DOLLS ARE PILING UP. WE DON’T NEED ANOTHER BIG DOLL ON THE BED. RHEIN LISTEN TO ME. DON’T BE A PUSH OVER. SHE DOES THIS EVERY TIME. DON’T BE A PUSH OVER.”

Meanwhile, this Mini looked at me with such hopeful eyes. Her eyes started to reflect the light a lot more. Did I see tears? Her facial expression also changed. Oh God I really can’t take her puppy eyes.

After that came the period of when either I am the cameraman or I am just sitting somewhere else waiting for these girls to finish taking photos. *Sigh* come to think of it, it is a shame that I did not take photos of just Mini and I. But again, at the time, I was well both testing waters and also checking if she well was a player. Anyway, below is a photo that I think that would be forever be in my memory. You may want to pay attention to Mini’s facial reaction as her hand grips my neck. 

She is really something isn’t     If you don’t think so then first Screw You and second is Please Leave. 

Oh one thing I should mention, I have her sunglasses for some reason. My T shirt became its hanger I suppose. People be looking at me weird cuz I was already using my own glasses.

Skippedy skip to when the sun has gone down. 

It was getting late, we were at Winnie The Pooh ride and guess where we went afterwards. You guessed it, Winnie The Pooh’s merchandise shop. Once again, we passed the big Pooh doll, I took it and asked her a bunch of question and repeated some of them,” Will you take care of him? He is not going to be a dust collector right? You’re gonna treat him correct right? You won’t forget about Pooh Bear right? He isn’t gonna be some other doll that you have right? He is not going to be a dust collector at your place right? Do you promise? Can you promise me that you won’t leave Pooh Bear alone? Do you promise????”

Mini promised me.

Now you may think what was going through my mind right. I am asking her so many questions and also considering buying her the GIGANTIC Doll. First, I thought that maybe she actually really wanted this doll for a long time. Second, the joy and happiness that she will feel is basically priceless. Third, technically her birthday already passed but this can be considered as a late birthday present I guess. Fourth, the way she looked back and forth from Pooh Bear to me then back to Pooh bear was just pure. Fifth, well in a way I wanted her to remember me so hopefully Pooh Bear would remind her of me when she leaves. The moment when the thought of her leaving made me a tad sad at the time even though its another 3 weeks.

In the end, I got her the Pooh Bear however there was a slight hiccup. As I was going to the counter and handing the cashier Pooh Bear for her to scan. I checked my wallet, I didn’t have enough cash on me because I wasn’t planning to be buying anything. I brought enough to spend for the bus ticket to and from DisneyLand and for food. I then pulled out my debit card, No Factor, the cashier will accept my card. Then wops the cashier told me that I can’t use the card. I started to panic like bruh I already decided to get her the bear, Mini was already so happy that I was getting it for her. My brain went overdrive, thinking of how am I going to pay for this doll. A span of about 2 seconds, I remembered I had my credit card. This credit card was supposedly used for emergency and it basically my savings account. Well I pulled that out because of course they can’t reject this card. Thank the heavens the cashier accepted it, legit I was so happy that it went through because I really wanted her to have the Pooh Bear doll by this point. I didn’t care if it came out of my savings, I just wanted her to have it. Seeing her laugh and smile so bright after seeing Pooh Bear being packaged into the paper bag.

 It felt like the night turned back to day again. 

I called mom straight after hahaha. She also gets a notification from the bank if the there was a change of balance. I told her what I did and not to worry, I’l put back the same amount of money back into the account after I get back home. Mom was all mad or judgey, she merely and calmy said,”Hopefully, its worth ya Boy.”

Yes Mom, it was worth it all.

Shortly after that, the theme park was going to close so we headed out and said our farewells to each other. 

I had blast that day, I was looking forward to more fun and exciting times with Mini again. I wish this could last for an eternity.