Right from the start, I knew that I'd found a home for my heart [For itconsumesher]

Feb 07, 2013 00:32

Damon had closed the bar for the night. No offense to anyone who wanted to get their Valentine's Day rocks off by being vamp bait, but they'd have to do it Friday night. Tonight, he had different plans, and they did not include either him or his assistant manager being at work. He hadn't really known how to arrange the time, honestly. Inviting at ( Read more... )

verse: hearts and minds, who: rebekah, what: rp

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itconsumesher February 7 2013, 06:23:35 UTC
After a day of being pampered and shopping with Elijah, with the random appearance of Kol here and there, Rebekah was practically dancing as she made her way down the hall to the room she shared with Damon. She had figured out he was up to something considering how secretive Elijah had been about Damon's plans but she couldn't even begin to imagine the lengths he had gone to just for her. She wasn't used to such things.

Still, with not knowing what to expect, she had taken the time to make sure that she looked her best. Her long blonde hair had been brushed and curled, falling down her back in soft waves that bounced with each step she took. Her make up was expertly done and so were her nails. But the best piece of her outfit, next to her black high heels, was the red dress she wore. She had figured Damon would approve of it once he saw it on her but she was also hoping he would approve of what was underneath when the time came ( ... )

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prodigalsavior February 9 2013, 03:18:59 UTC
Damon had been lounging on the couch while he waited, but he stood when she came in, his gaze sweeping over her as she moved toward her. His gaze darkened at the sight of her dress, clearly approving of what he saw and a slow smile spread over his lips.

It only grew at her expression, the awe and surprise that were on her face. Part of him wanted to be sad something like this could surprise her, but the larger part of him was...pleased. Pleased he got to be the one to do it for her. Pleased she was the one he got to do it for.

"Of course." He plucked a single rose from a vase, bringing it to her and presenting it with a bow. "Happy Valentine's Day."

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itconsumesher February 9 2013, 08:19:08 UTC
Right now, it didn't matter to her that no one else had done this sort of thing for her because all that mattered to her was that he had made the effort.

Her features softened as she reached out to take the rose from him then, smiling a bit more. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too." She leaned over, rewarding him with a kiss before straightening again, looking around. "I had wondered what you were doing." While she had been out with Elijah.

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prodigalsavior February 9 2013, 19:57:03 UTC
Damon returned the kiss, then gave her a rueful grin. "There wasn't any way I could think to make it a pure surprise--to keep you from knowing I was up to anything, but I figured that your brothers at least would keep you amused...."

Or he'd hoped so. He wasn't sure what to think about the newest family arrival, but he was reserving judgment.

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itconsumesher February 9 2013, 20:11:40 UTC
"They did." Rebekah nodded her head, chuckling. "We went to the salon and a bunch of stores, Elijah didn't even fuss while I tried on dress after dress." Of course he rarely fussed at all. Not like Nik and Kol.

Moving towards the table, something caught her attention then. "What's that?" She pointed at the small black velvet box, intrigued.

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 00:46:43 UTC
"Elijah doesn't strike me as being the type to end up fussing over anything like that," Damon said, amused, but pleased she'd had a good day. He didn't ask if Kol had fussed.

He had moved to follow her, but he paused, moving up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "That's your present."

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itconsumesher February 10 2013, 00:49:50 UTC
"Thankfully." She nodded her head, smiling. "The others always hated being there when I was trying on clothes." Except for Finn but she couldn't talk about him right now or any time soon. It hurt too much yet.

She wanted to leap at the present and snatch it up so she could open it but she made herself stay in his arms. "Can I have it now?" She asked, hopeful.

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 01:31:36 UTC
"I wouldn't mind...." Watching her try on clothes sounded like an amusing enough way to spend the afternoon, so long as she was having fun.

He pretended to consider. "Hmmm..." Finally, he moved away from her, though, and to the table, picking up the velvet box with its satin bows. Turning, he presented it to her with a little flourish, truly hoping she liked what was inside. "You may."

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itconsumesher February 10 2013, 02:10:12 UTC
"You'd be very distracting though." She smirked at him. "I can see you offering to get me out of the clothes after all...."

She started to pout at him as he took so longer to consider giving her the present and then she was smiling when he finally relented. Taking the box, she pulled the ribbon off before lifting the lid and pausing at the sight of the ring. For a second she was stunned and she wondered what it meant but then she dismissed it because she knew better. Still, she smiled softly, touched, as she pulled out the ring.

"It's gorgeous."

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 03:05:31 UTC
He watched her face, his own impassive, hiding a little behind a mask of nerves, waiting to see her reaction. He wasn't sure how to interpret it, but he reached to take the box once she'd freed the ring. Tossing it aside, he took her left hand in his, then took the ring, sliding it slowly on her ring finger. He could have pointed out her daylight ring on her finger, but--he could also have bought it in a different size.

He hadn't.

"I don't have anything like the ring you gave me. The only piece of my past that came here with me is my lapis ring. But I saw this...and I thought of you. Of us." He reached to touch each of the two pearls, lightly, his gaze on them, his voice very soft when he spoke. "One dark, one light. Darkness and light at our cores. Two sides, representations, of the same thing, twined together for eternity."

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itconsumesher February 10 2013, 03:39:09 UTC
It didn't matter that it wasn't like the ring she had given him because it meant something anyways as he had put a lot of thought in it. Her throat tightened as she heard his explanation for it, what he had been thinking about when he had picked it out, and she smiled a bit more.

"It's gorgeous." She murmured softly. "No one has ever given me anything like it."

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 04:20:54 UTC
"I'd be horribly jealous if they had," he murmured, gaze now fixed on her face. He'd never put quite so much thought into a gift before in his life, and that she liked it was a huge relief. "It's not nearly as beautiful as you, but I could never have found anything that was."

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itconsumesher February 10 2013, 04:38:46 UTC
She smiled a bit more at the statement because it would have sounded cheesy from most anyone else but not from him and definitely not right now. "I won't ever take it off." She promised him, leaning in to kiss him softly again.

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 04:48:35 UTC
Damon smiled, pleased by the statement, and then leaned in to meet her kiss, hand sliding to cradle her jaw with a delicate touch. "I love you."

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itconsumesher February 10 2013, 04:58:42 UTC
Even though he had said it before, the statement, along with the touch, seemed to sink right into her soul. She was still amazed that someone loved her so much but she believed that he did. She believed that he loved her as much as she loved him.

"I love you too." She murmured, her eyes showing everything she was feeling as she looked at him.

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prodigalsavior February 10 2013, 18:16:35 UTC
That she believed him was almost as heady as her loving him back, and, for once, he was able to really believe it, too. For a moment, at least, the walls were down, and he smiled, looking young and hopeful, before he ducked his head to kiss her softly.

"We should eat before dinner gets cold..." Not that he particularly cared about the dinner--it was sensory pleasure, nothing more, after all. But there was a form to the evening that didn't mean just ripping her clothes off of her like he would any other night.

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