Damon was sat at the edge of his bed. You were on the floor with your back leaning up against it. He’d never really cared enough gotten to know you, but his brother begged him since you were a friend of his brother, Stefan’s girlfriend, Elena.

Begged him for what? To keep you safe. Katherine had threatened to hurt the people she knew Elena cared about, and Stefan knew Damon would listen despite not knowing you since he always had a soft spot for Elena, even if they weren’t together.

So, he was supposed to stay with you until something happened, to ensure your safety. He didn’t know what to say to you. “You don’t have to sit on the floor, you know?”