The first day of the rest of your life (For Elena and Ric)

[prodigalsavior]

Damon was torn on whether any of them should be going to the stupid Founder's Party. There were far too many of them and, honestly, nothing good came of them. But Elena did need to get out, to get on with life or whatever. Damon wasn't sure what that would look like, but he felt like he needed to help her figure that out.

Maybe part of it was the thrill of deciding something--anything--with Ric, even if they hadn't told anyone, hadn't discussed when to tell anyone, or how or...whatever. It didn't matter right now. Elena was hurting and, if he was honest, so was he. Whatever else...Stefan was his brother and he loved him and watching all he'd accomplished fall apart again hurt. No Lexi to pull him back this time, either. She was the only one who ever had, but thanks to him, she wouldn't be fixing things this time.

It seemed like Stefan didn't want to be fixed.

Damon would be damned--more damned?--if he let his brother take Elena down with him.

Which was why he was letting himself into her house and putting coffee on, and starting to bang pots around to figure out what they should make to go to the party.

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[prodigalsavior]

Shame really wasn't something that had any place in a healthy relationship. Even Damon knew that. And he didn't want to doom them, which was one thing he was worried about

"Okay..." He watched Ric's reaction and moved close again, this time to brush a kiss over his lips.

[thisismybar]

Ric curled his hand around Damon's jaw to return the kiss, and calmed down. "We've got this."

[prodigalsavior]

Damon gave him a crooked smile. "I really hope so."