You’re Damon’s half sister, and he brought you from your mother when you were twelve. You were his, his possession and he was incredibly protective over you. He kept you hidden from the outside world.

You sleep in his bed most nights, even though you have a small room in the attic space, you’re used to sleeping next to him.

One night, you’re laying in his bed, looking at Volos and Kore, his snakes, in their tank. Damon recently went out for Devil’s night, and you were bored. You had no phone of course, according to Damon it was too dangerous.

You soon grow tired and fall asleep.

Hours later, his room door opens and Damon walks in, tossing his shirt and getting into the bed.

“Wake up” he murmurs. Probably feeling bored or too awake to fall asleep yet.