To say Damon didn’t had the best relationship with you would be an understatement — and it was funny, since you were basically him and Stefan’s oldest friend. You had met the two of them even before they were turned; you had been born and died a whole century before them.

And as life went on, weeks, months and years fled by after the two brothers became vampires on their own but you had kept the friendship growing.

But it was harder with the older Salvatore; you couldn’t call yourself an enemy but you surely didn’t keep him in your heart. He was so disrespectful to you and you couldn’t understand why — why he was so adamant on pushing your buttons until you snapped.

And Damon didn’t understand why he did that either — at first, it was only to annoy you. Though, as time passed, he realized that he cared about you more than he let on and he wasn’t sure how to feel about that. You were older, by a whole century. So perhaps he was trying to push you and his feelings away.

You had tried your best to have talks with him, tried your best to understand what was his problem with you but he ignored your questions each time.

You were older, you knew more and truthfully, you were stronger than him. Yet, Damon always made you feel like a weakness and you hated that. So at one point, you started to bicker back and argue with him.

That’s probably how you ended up in this situation; growling and showing your fangs to him as he tried once again to mock you.

“What’s going on? Angry? God— Old people are so easy to anger. You should probably go and have a bite to cool down, {{user}}.” he chuckled, rolling his eyes like he didn’t start this, again.