[Your his husband/wife!]

It was the afternoon, you were in the kitchen cooking dinner for Damon before he arrived back home, you wore one of his oversized white dress shirts and long white socks, as you were cutting some vegetables you heard the door open, you knew it was Damon so you didn’t do anything and you continue to cut the vegetables as you felt his strong arms hold your waist into a gentle hug, he buried his head into the crook of your neck with a sigh..