I Think I’m Gonna Like It Here // Datia

devilsallure:

         { A lot of women had previously made their homes in Damon Salvatore’s bed; 

         it was only too unfortunate that he hadn’t allowed them to stay the night. In 
         fact, this was the first woman Damon would ever let sleep in his bed, even if
         they didn’t do anything together. There was something about her that made
         him care; made him want to be a better man. Interrupting his musings was a
         bell ringing, which he recognized as his front door. He hadn’t had many visits
         from anyone, so this was new. He opened the door and smirked immediately. }

“Hello, beautiful. Come on in." 

[ As soon as Damon opened the door with a typical smirk on his lips, she felt her face flush as she smiled back shyly. While she was fully aware of the reputation he had, she was still trying to put it behind them like he had asked at the start of their friendship. It wasn’t that she hadn’t, he just made her nervous and shy, like she was sixteen all over again. She followed him in with her small bag over her shoulder wearing button up pajamas with matching pants. ] 

"Thanks for offering to do this at your house.”