A/N: Ok so methinks there is simply not enough of Bamon/Donnie fanfic in TVD section. So amongst work, school and moving I have decided to add my madness to the brilliance of Bamon.
Can't promise these one shots will amount to anything more then what they are, but you never know?
Hope everyone enjoys, not only Bamon fans either. Happy reading!
Don't own anything TVD, because like y'all if I did it would be the BAmon show all the way!
Do you know your FUTURE?
She stands there watching knowing this just can't be.
He stands there watching knowing this just can't be.
They look to one another unbelieving.
"You can see me?" They ask in unison.
They were so in tune with their mutual dislike for the other the bad taste usually border lined hatred. There was absolutely no contemplation of contemplating a "them, us, or being together."
Just wake up! It would all be over! Back to loathing!
Only life was cruel and fate unforgiving. Bonnie and Damon knew all too well it was too late. Choices they made brought on uncontrollable consequences. Neither one could tear their eyes away from the dream that was all too real.
(dream sequence)
She's almost done with the flower arranging, but he's already kissing her neck in his way that makes her smile. She tries to turn around and face him, but he stops her liking where she's positioned in front of him. Silent words are spoken as she looks back at him and their lips touch frantically. His hands move slowly from around her slim waist down to the edges of her yellow sundress. She gasps into his mouth as his fingers possess her in that special place that's all his own. She pushes back into him feeling his want for her too and takes her dress out of his grasp so he can unfasten the buttons on his jeans. He backs up just enough, but doesn't break contact with her. She shifts her legs to accommodate his movement and he guides his hardened length into her liquidy abyss. In moments they lose one another in the brilliance that is them. They clasp hands and a glare off the shiny bands takes the focus.
"You saw that right?" Real Damon stood with his arms crossed over his puffed out chest unashamed of the scene before him. Real Bonnie had already looked away trying to rationalize what was going on.
"It isn't real so get over yourself." Attitude was the way to go and Bonnie took that route with everything she had in her.
"You know what this means don't you?" She mentally slapped herself because Damon's smirk made her want him and she shouldn't.
"Nothing! That's what all this means." Bonnie paced back and forth trying to ignore his presence.
"Wishful thinking witch."
"You're disgusting. Even though those two people aren't real you could at least give them some privacy." Bonnie kept her eyes averted from Damon and themselves.
"You are unbelievable! Get off that high horse you're sitting pretty on Bonnie. Own up to knowing one another like they know each other." Damon reached for her hand and brought her to his side just a bit against her will, but she still let herself be pulled.
(2nd dream sequence)
He held their little girl in his arms smiling from ear to ear at something she was telling them. She held their baby boy smiling from ear to ear so joyful to have found him and the family they have created out of their love.
"This isn't a dream." Bonnie whispered to herself.
"No it's not. It's a vision." Damon answered back as if she was speaking to him.
"Of our future together." She exclaimed turning to stare at Damon. Dark eyes met ice blue and that signature Salvatore smirk only he had the market on.
"When hell freezes over Damon! When hell freezes over!"