okay first of all, that gIF AND THAT FACE what even i'm just like melting over here wbu,, omg look at that smirk and his eyes and his lips and his eyelashes and jaW AND WHY IS HE SO ATTRACTIVE IT HURTS

now that that's out of the way, i just want to say that i seriously appreciate all the support and love more than it might seem, honestly, thank you so much. i've been writing on my phone for several days now since my laptop is kinda dying and literally falling apart and i thought i wouldn't get these to be nice at all but they've turned out pretty sweet and you guys seem to agree and that makes me unbelievably happy. my point is,, THANK YOU.

the gif ok i'm still not over it never let it die

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Imagine spending Christmas with Damon after your boyfriend breaks up with you

You shut your front door loudly, before sliding down to your behind and bursting into tears right there on the floor. You brought your trembling hands to your face and covered it while breathing in and out shakily, struggling to calm down but in your own defense - your boyfriend did kind of just break up with you, leaving you all alone with tons of food and presents for Christmas.

You had planned it all, and it seemed so great in your mind - spending the day with the love of your life, eating good food you had worked on for days, kissing under the mistletoe, listening to some music and opening presents, on which you had spent most of your savings just to see a smile on his face. But turned out, he had found some slut to make him smile now, and he wasn't too sentimental about your relationship so he just tossed you out of his life. That love of your life, was now the douchebag you hoped to never again see.

Your cheeks were covered with tears, and choked out sobs echoed through the house where you now lived all alone. You didn't want to believe it, but it was the harsh truth and reality from which you couldn't run no matter how much you craved to do so. Your heart shattered again and again, until the bits and pieces were too tiny to mend and all that was left was a broken girl, crying on Christmas after a sudden end to a relationship she had thought and hoped to be forever. You removed your hands from your face, and wiped your eyes quickly after taking out your phone and dialing the number of your best friend, the only person you could really trust and lean onto right now.

Soon your friend answered, and an inevitable smile appeared to your lips.

"Damon? How would you feel about spending Christmas with me this year?"

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Only twenty minutes later, your best friend had burst through the door, ready to offer you his comfort and caring which he did. Ever since, you and him had been sitting on the floor together, hugging, him telling you how much he hated your boyfriend and you telling him how much you appreciated him coming to spend Christmas with you. Nothing would be sadder than being left on Christmas and spending the day alone, devouring ice cream and wine but it brought you some kind of comfort to know that you still had friends, and one above all who'd be there for you and make you smile when you needed it.

"Are you okay? Okay enough for some dinner, maybe?", Damon asked when a fair amount of time had passed. You chuckled, but forced a nod and after giving him a tight hug, you lifted yourself from the floor and helped him up. "I'll always be here when you need me, Y/N, alright? I'm only a call away, wherever I am, I'll always come to you when you need me. I love you", Damon smiled, making you do the same while you started your way towards the kitchen. His fond gaze lingered and he couldn't help but feel alive around you despite being actually dead. If only you knew how much he meant those last three words.

Together, you and Damon prepared dinner that he made sure to compliment. He wasn't a big fan of food that wasn't human blood, but for you, he smiled and sucked it up. He did manage to boost your happiness and confidence quite the bit, with only his presence. At some point, you understood that you quite honestly preferred being with him over your boyfriend. It was lovely.

"For something that isn't blood, this is pretty nice, Y/N", Damon smirked while you were putting the dishes in the dishwasher. "C'mon, let me give you a hand, princess", he continued, and got up from his seat to help you with the dishes. You thanked him, and together you cleaned up the kitchen, which somehow happened to be nice as long as Damon was there with you.

After dinner, you put on some Christmas music and Damon saw his chance coming. He took your hand, and intertwined your fingers while his other found a way to your waist, suggesting you'd dance and you couldn't say no. He twirled you around, and your bodies moved together perfectly but it wasn't too hot or anything. It was the kind of dancing you dreamed of on Christmas, just a good time, the both of you laughing and enjoying the moment. Somewhere during the situation, you realized that you were happy and you were all giggles and smiles and that you didn't want to let go of Damon. You didn't want it to end.

Maybe you were just trying to mend a hole your ex left in your heart. Maybe you were really catching feelings.

"You're a good dancer, too. You should know, that ex of yours? Total dumbass. You can cook, you can dance, you're beautiful, and funny... He hit the jackpot but he gave it away", Damon muttered, earning a shy smile from you - he definitely had charm and it was working on you. "I wonder what else you're good at, princess...", he mumbled, his voice drifting off as he leaned down closer to your face, slowing down the dance moves while his eyes glanced at your lips repeatedly. You were just about to kiss, when the song ended and you cleared your throat while pulling away.

"I'll, uh, I'll go change the song", you quickly said, and hid your face while rushing away, leaving behind a groaning, disappointed Damon who feared that he totally blew everything up for being too hesitant and forward. But really, you did kind of like it. You did want to give in, kiss him and admit that you were falling for your best friend but you felt guilty, bad and most of all, still sad about losing your boyfriend. You didn't want to rush things with Damon and risk losing your bond with him.

"No-- Y/N, I'm sorry, that was completely inappropriate and I-- wait, no, don't tell me... No", Damon rambled, but stopped when he heard your sobs. He rushed to your side, and after you had put on another playlist, you turned over to him, revealing your red eyes, moist cheeks and heartbroken look. "Is this because I tried... I'm sorry", Damon breathed out, placing a hand on your shoulder, offering you his comfort.

You shook your head. "No, don't worry about that. It's just that, you're so sweet but I'm afraid if I'll rush into something with you I'll lose you as a friend too. And honestly, I'm not too sure what I'm even feeling right now. So if we could just... If you could... I don't know-- Slow down a bit, I guess?", you stuttered, and gave him an apologetic look but he didn't have time to see it when he had already pulled you into a hug. He held you tightly, and his warm body made you feel safe, while his strong arms closed you against him so softly you couldn't help but smile while pressing your head against his chest.

"Anything. You just broke up, that's easy to understand, so no worries. But enough of tears, it's Christmas! I know what'll cheer you up, c'mon", Damon said, and pulled away only to catch your hand and lead you to the Christmas tree with presents underneath. You forced a smile, even though seeing your ex's name on some of the presents inevitably reminded you of him, but some of them passed just well for Damon so you decided to give them for him.

"It's not fair that I get to open presents and you don't. These were for... him. But you can still open them, doesn't matter whose name is on it, I bet you'll still like some of these", you suggested, and gave out a few while Damon picked out yours. You both started to open the presents, and Damon couldn't help but laugh when a bottle of booze was revealed. Well, you were right, he did love it.

You got some nice things, even if they were from your ex but your friends had brought some too and those were the best. When you had opened everything, you decided to carry your presents to the bedroom, and therefore you got up and made your way there. You set all of them on your bed, and when you turned around to return to Damon, he appeared to be in front of you and you gasped at the sudden arrival. He smirked, and you felt like melting but instead you just smiled.

"One more present. You didn't think I'd forget you, did you?", he spoke, his voice smooth and to die for, just like those stunning bright eyes, or pink plump lips... "Here you go", he added, and pulled out a small present, wrapped in golden wrapping paper. You took it, and thanked him quietly before tearing the paper apart and revealing a blue velvet box. You opened it, and gasped slightly when you saw the most gorgeous necklace ever. You covered your mouth, and chuckled fondly while giving Damon a happy look, which was quite enough to make him happy.

"May I?", he asked, offering to put the necklace on you. You handed it to him, and turned around so he could put it on, and as he did you held your breath out of pure excitement. His hands touched your skin and you shivered while looking at yourself from the mirror on the other side of the room. The necklace looked fairly lovely on you.

"You look beautiful", Damon whispered. You turned around to face him, stared into his gorgeous eyes and placed a hand on his soft cheek. "I guess this is where you planned to kiss your boyfriend", he added, and glanced above you where a mistletoe hung. You nodded slowly, but then looked back at Damon who smiled carefully.

Then, it just happened. Without thinking about it any more, you grabbed his face and pulled him down to you so you could kiss. His arm immediately wrapped around your waist and he pulled you closer while his lips intensely answered to yours. It was a kiss that he had been waiting for, and you could tell from the way it was no doubt the best kiss you had ever experienced. You closed your eyes, and held Damon as he held you, and enjoyed the feeling of his mouth moving on and with yours, so perfectly, so flawlessly.

"Merry Christmas", he whispered when the kiss broke.

You chuckled softly. "Merry Christmas, Damon."

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these christmas imagines give me the perfect excuse to listen to michael buble's christmas album and continue to live in denial like nope christmas isn't over (((: