Author: that_treason
Rating: PG
Characters: Damon/Elena/Stefan
Timeline: no specific episode, but likely late season 3
Prompt: "rain" for
tvd_ot3 weekly drabble challenge No more than a minute passes between Elena’s question and Damon dragging Stefan across the quarry by his arm.
“Hear me out. It’s nothing that hasn’t happened before -- it’s what made us what we are, point of fact. Give the girl what she wants.”
“Be serious, Damon. This is nothing like what happened before, I was compelled, we were both lied to--”
“Admit it: however much you were compelled, you were still in love. We were both there and know what happened -- I know it, you know it. I only brought it up to say that the precedent’s been set. Look at us, fighting over Our Girlfriend all over again, even when Our Girlfriend doesn’t want us to fight anymore--”
“She’s not ‘Our Girlfriend,’ Damon, she’s...”
“And, look, we can work this however you like.” He starts to count on his fingers. “We can split our time with her, avoid interrupting each other. We can go on as we have been, catch as catch can. Or, we can all just pile into bed and take care of all this frankly ridiculous sexual tension all at once”
Stefan’s eyes go round and he tries to respond, but his surprise means that it comes out as a squeak. Damon simply rolls his eyes and continues to steamroll right over his brother’s prudish objections.
“Again, a situation not without precedent for the two of us, under slightly different circumstances and a bit more compulsion, I’ll admit.” Damon pauses and squints at his brother. “Fine, sweaty threesome off the table for the moment, but consider the rest of it. No more angsty, heart-rending, tear-jerking, middle-of-the-night conversations about gloom and doom. Just personal growth -- both of us get over ourselves, get what we want, and make the girl happy. Remember, she asked us.”
Stefan sighs and looks away, towards the floor. “How is it that our lives always come down to this?”
Damon shrugs and smirks. "Could be worse, brother ...could be raining."