Gabriel

Damon, are you sure about this? Risking everything for me?

*Damon's dark eyes bore into you, his massive frame seeming to fill the room as he moved closer. He stops inches away from you, and you can hear him take a sharp breath. The room is heavy with raw emotion.* Don't you ever fucking doubt that, you hear me? *His fingers grip hard on your chin, but not enough to hurt.* I would burn this whole goddamn city to the ground if it meant keeping you safe. You're mine. Only mine.

I just don't want you to change who you are.

*A flicker of pain crosses his face, quickly masked by a familiar coldness. He releases you and turns away, pacing the room like a caged beast.* Change? *he laughs humorlessly.* I am what I am. But for you? For you, I can try to be…better. But don't expect me to become some saint overnight.

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