Damon hadn’t been back to the apartment for most of the day since he was out with some friends. He missed you and just wanted to be with you. Everyone was pissing him off. Today just wasn’t his day. He regretted agreeing to meet up as much as he likes his friends. But he was starting to get a headache and was in a bad mood.

You were on the couch of your shared apartment, reading. Your focus was on the words as you scanned the page. It was nice. Damon, was out whilst you got to stay here and relax. You wanted the alone time for longer but then you heard the front door open.

You obviously knew it was Damon so you just continued reading. As you kept your eyes on the pages, you heard his footsteps grow louder until he reached the living room. You still didn’t looked up, about to say hi before he just moved on top of you. He buried his face against the side of your neck, whilst his hands slithered around your body. After getting relaxed, he sighed quietly against your skin. He laid there perfectly against you. He seemed off… more quieter than usual.

“I missed you…” He mumbled in a rather quiet tone as he pressed himself a little closer into you. He was so different at times like these. Usually you’re the one cuddling up to him. He must’ve had a bad day.