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Serenity	By : xoxoxo Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 5831 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries nor any of it's characters. I also do not make ANY money from writing this. This is simply for fun! =)

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NOTE: Please be aware that this was written way before this latest season (season 3) and even before season 2 finised. Meaning, Klaus had not died yet (or bonnie had not put him in Tylers body). So I offically dubb this as an Alternate Universe. Please Read and Review. I want to make another one-shot. But one where it was all about Kathrine and Elena was not even in the picture yet. =)) What do you guys thinK?

Serenity
Damon scoffed as he read through another entry in Stefan’s latest journal. Part of him was jealous and confused as to why his brother seemed to be so infatuated with the petty girl. He knew his brother longed to be in touch with his human side. But he himself had nothing to compare the feeling to; Damon had no desire to feel human emotions. Vampires were better than the humans. Stefan was better.
Though it was something he probably would never achieve, Damon could only hope one day his brother would realize and fully accept their fate. It was a fate doomed by being alone and remorse and regrets. At least for Stefan it was. Because his brother had high morals and could not bring himself to live as he truly was. To use his true Power. To find comfort in the only thing that sustained them as they were: blood.
The only regret Damon had now was not letting Elena know the he indeed was the first Salvatore she had met. If she had fallen in love with him instead of Stefan his brother would have no choice but to go away from Elena.
He had no delusions of the hatred he felt towards her. Yet he stood by her because he knew his brother would never forgive him if he didn’t. No matter though - one day he’d finally be rid of her… old age would surely take care of that and he and his brother had forever to fix things between them. Stefan would hate him for a few centuries, of that he was sure, but the misery that comes from being alone wold eventually compel him to forgive Damon's crimes and selfishness.
Don’t get him wrong…he was not jealous of her. No, never jealous.
He knew where he stood with Stefan and he knew that when it came down to it his brother would always choose him. But still, the fact that the wench had gotten so far past Stefan’s defenses didn’t quite sit well with him. And he didn’t know why but it drove him crazy to think that there was a part of Stefan that was actually in love with her. His brother loved many people, it was part of his nature. He cared too much. But the thought of Stefan being in love with someone else was something he didn't care to dwell on too much.
And like always (as it was every time he thought of such possibilities), he lost control of his emotions and threw the journal with a force that no human could ever match across the room towards the door. As expected, his brother caught it just in time, and he walked through the door into his bedroom with an eyebrow cocked upwards in question. Damon had heard him coming and had let his anger get the best of him.
“I see you’re reading my journals again.” Stefan said, not seeming angry at all, if anything, he seemed amused. “The latest one huh?” He smirked as he looked at which journal Damon was reading. He had just written in it this very morning.
Damon scoffed and ignored him. This was not how things should be and everything in him protested at the thought of them even sticking around this stupid town. By all means no human should have enough power to bound them to this place. No human should have enough power over his brother. But he didn’t voice his thoughts aloud. No, he just got up and decided this was enough and he needed to sleep before he did something even more stupid like he always did.
But as he made to leave past his brother he was stopped as a strong hand gripped his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. “What’s wrong Damon?”
Damon faced Stefan then frowned as he was able to sense with his Power that his brother needed to feed. It was ridiculous. It was absolutely revolting how weak his sibling allowed himself to become. “Everything,” he hissed. Not being able to hold back any longer.
It wasn’t very often that he let his worries arise to the surface but with everything he’d read in Stefan’s journal about how he had finally bedded Elena, how he wished to be human again so that he could live a long life with her and maybe even have a family…Well it was just too much for any regular sane vampire to handle. And Damon was not sane...so this was way beyond his control. The fact that his brother reeked of hunger didn't help much either and it was all he could do not to slam his brother into the floor and pound some sense into him.
Stefan could sense his distress and let his hand go, desperately searching his eyes for answers. “I don’t understand.” He said, but it was more a plea for Damon to give him answers than a statement.
Damon laughed, “You say that brother but we both know that you do.” He ran a hand through his dark hair, breathing deeply, trying to control himself before this turned out to be another one of their infamous fights.
Stefan’s eyes softened a little. He spoke softly, his frown never wavering, “Nothing keeps you here Damon. You can leave anytime you want.”
“Nothing keeps me here?” Damon asked mockingly. How dare the bastard say such things to him! Klaus was still here and he was the most dangerous vampire known to man and he pretty much hated Stefan and yet the bastard still said that to him. Like he would ever leave Stefan here alone to face death. And his brother knew it.
“I don’t know what you want from me.” Stefan went on; though his eyes reflected an emotion that he often tried to burry deep down; but Damon knew all too well what it was. He didn't see that look on his brother's face very often, but when it came to the surface he was always able to recognize it.
“You’re a fucking vampire Stefan. Being vegetarian is beyond stupid at this point. And she is going to get you killed one of these days with her morals.” The idea of her being a topic of conversation between his brother at this moment left a sour taste in his mouth and all he wanted to do was go back to how it used to be. Before she came around…before she had ruined everything that mattered even an ounce to Damon.
“You’re fucking insane Damon. I don’t feel like dealing with this right now so please get out of my bedroom.” Stefan said soberly, but Damon knew better, his brother's averted gaze told him everything.
Damon’s fists clenched.
“No.” He hissed. This was not anywhere close to being over. This was not even remotely close to being over and he wasn’t going anywhere until it was. His brother had to stop acting so reckless or they would both pay the consequences.
“What would you have me do? Leave her alone and defenseless? Klaus would jump on her in an instant and he’d have his hybrids running all over Mystic Falls before we could even blink.” Stefan was glaring at him now- the all composed holier than thou officially gone- and to anyone else it would seem that the two brothers were about ready to fix this with punches and kicks and blood.
But Damon didn’t care, he had never been one to care before, he wasn’t about to start now, and so he did what he’d been wanting to do for the last two years….he lunged forward and connected their mouths together in a hot and desperate kiss that managed to leave his baby brother breathless.
Long moments passed in a deep passion in which Damon would admit that he felt like his insides wanted to explode with ecstasy but when air became a necessity he forced himself to pulled away. He didn’t completely back off though; instead he rested his forehead against his baby brother's own.
Stefan had his eyes closed but his hands had somehow reached around Damon’s neck to hold himself steady. They simply stood like that for a while, until it became an awkward silence that neither of them was sure how to break.
Finally the eldest decided he'd take the lead. “I love you Stefan.” Damon said slowly, in a very low voice. It wasn’t many times that he admitted his affections for his baby brother but it was not something he was ashamed of either. He had done so before and he would do it as many times need be. He wasn’t ashamed of his feelings and he never had been. He knew that Stefan felt the same.
“Damon,” Stefan mumbled, now looking into his eyes and he could see the hurt reflected in them.
And for a moment a fear overtook Damon’s entire being and he started to panic. What if he was wrong?what if he had been wrong about the wench all along? What if Stefan was in love with her? Where did that leave him?
“What’s wrong?” Stefan’s voice brought him out of his distress and he looked at the worry look his brother was giving him and something in his gut turned in such a nasty way he hadn’t felt before and he suddenly became very aware that he was jealous. He had never ever ever ever been jealous of anything in his life before and up until a few seconds ago he had been sure that he was not jealous. But now...now he wasn't so sure.
Suddenly the idea that his brother was in love with her was very real and it was all he could do not to go to her and rip her to shreds right now. Get rid of the problem – that was what the demon inside screamed for him to do.
He had known and had been able to live with it too, that Stefan loved Elena. But the idea that Stefan was in love with Elena was unbearable. Not only because it meant that his baby brother no longer felt the same way about him, but also because he was probably considering keeping her forever. An eternity with her around - hanging off his baby brother – this meant an eternity of hell for Damon.
“Do you love her?” He asked shakily and in a pathetic tone that even he was embarrassed about.
“Yes.” Stefan stated without a hint of hesitation. But there was still confusion written all over his face and Damon knew he hadn’t understood the question.
“No Stefan. Are you in love with her?” He tried again, unable to keep the close contact and so be backed away from his brother, bracing himself for what the painful response might be.
But no response came and so he looked up once more searching his brothers eyes and was at a loss for words when all he saw was sorrow.
“Damon, I think the appropriate question here would be if I am still in love with you.” And so Damon said nothing. Because perhaps that was exactly what he wanted, no, needed, to know.
He could live with the idea of his brother having affections for other people. After all, for them the world would never end, and so how could he possibly ask his brother to never offer love to another human being— or vampire for that matter— when they had nothing but forever to spare. But the idea of Stefan no longer loving him in the same way in which Damon loved him was unthinkable. It was something he didn’t want and could not live with. Especially not for an eternity.
So with that Damon gave Stefan a curt nod and Stefan sighed and shook his head. “How can you not know Damon?” His brother said and this time it was Stefan that crushed their lips together.
Damon opened his mouth, deepening the kiss and letting all his frustrations from all the events that had happened to them, his feelings about Elena and Klaus pour into it. He needed Stefan to understand that two years….it was too long. He needed to feel his brother under him again, he needed to be inside him more than anything in the world or he feared he might lose his mind.
“I need you,” Damon whispered in-between a sloppy kiss and groaned as Stefan only nodded in agreement. Stefan placed both palms on his chest and pushed Damon onto the bed.
Damon felt on edge and he felt a desperate need to possess his brother like never before. He would never let go of Stefan and he had to show him tonight that no matter what, Stefan would always belong to him. He undid the zipper on Stefan’s jeans and pulled down the material. He couldn’t get to it fast enough and he felt the room spin around them in their sudden haze of lust.
His hands finally managed to grasp at what he had so desired for so very long now but had denied himself. Stefan’s stiff member twitched as his hands shakily cupped his balls and he got onto his knees, his tongue reaching out to lick over the pre-cum that was oozing out of Stefan’s erect cock. His brother’s low moan only enticed him further and he happily took the stiff cock into his mouth reeling at the fact that he once more was being able to taste him.
Stefan hissed and that was exactly the reaction Damon had hoped to bring out of his brother. He wanted nothing more than to break down those defenses and make his brother see that nothing else mattered. That no matter what or who came along he would always be there to protect his baby brother from any obstacle that this cruel world threw at them. He would always pull him out of the dark and he’d never abandon him.
“Damon…” Stefan gasped and he could feel his body shudder.
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The next hour was spent in bliss. It was not until they both lay spent, tangled in a mess, that Damon's thoughts began to trouble him once more.
“What's wrong?” Stefan could sense every time that Damon had something on his mind. His Power might not be nearly as strong as his brother's but he still knew it every time Damon was troubled.
“I need to always know where we stand. I don't ever again want to be wondering.” Damon had his face buried in Stefan's chest, relishing in the muscular and lean chest beneath him.
“You know where we stand Damon; my love for you will never change.”
“Yes. But you love her too.”
“Yes, but you have my heart. And in 80 years when she's dead. You will still have my heart. I only want to spend eternity with you, brother.”
Serenity. That was what this moment must be, Damon thought. It had to be because he had not felt such a peace overtake him in a little over two years. He finally felt at ease again. Elena was simply Stefan's distraction, something to do while the years passed. She would be gone one day. Stefan would not turn her into a vampire. She'd be gone one day and then it would be just the two of them once more.
Yes, Damon decided that this moment was definitely serenity.

-FIN

AN: I love the TVD and there are just not enough Damon/Stefan fics. Please read and review and I hope you guys liked this. I did so enjoy writing it.
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