taxonomites | [ visual / location: damon's room ] she broke down and let me in made me see where i've been

[ after a long night, damon didn't have the energy-- or honestly, the desire-- to kick stefan out. it's been a hard, keeping to their self-imposed separation. damon's used to being able to track stefan down whenever he feels like; having his brother firmly back at katherine's side has put awkwardness where previously there was none.

so his tablet turns on the a view of stefan and damon in bed together, reconnecting in a quintessentially salvatore way, remembering the patterns they'd once gone through as easily as breathing.

...one thing in the pattern damon forgot, however: stefan is a horrible bed hog. all the covers are wrapped around stefan and he's sprawled out, limbs all akimbo; damon is towards the edge, one leg almost entirely off the bed. the feed would close on them asleep like that, but damon shifts, and almost falls out of bed; flailing out with one arm, he catches himself and sits up, glaring over at stefan with a fondness he can't hide. ]

You always were one to steal the blankets. [ a smirk steals over his face, and he grabs a corner of the sheets currently wrapped around his brother and yanks, sending stefan tumbling onto the floor. over the sound of his indignant howl, damon leans over the edge of the bed and grins. ] Oops.

[ the feed closes on stefan's hand reaching up to grab damon's shoulder and then and pulling, and the thud of damon hitting the floor himself. ]

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[ katherine's annoyance gives way to predatory amusement. she's hardly oblivious to the underlying meaning of damon's snarky words, and the thought makes her smile like a cat with a bowl of cream. oh, her silly, darling boys. how they did not remember that they were both hers was rather entertaining. but let them keep thinking otherwise.

katherine's gaze tracks what bare skin is revealed across the feed self-indulgently; she may have excellent recall, but she wouldn't skip a chance to refresh her memory. they really are lovely, the pair of them. it really is a shame she can't have them both properly. oh, well. she has her little daydreams. ]

Mm, boys and roughhousing. [ she grins, not quite innocently. ] By all means, then. Carry on.

[ stefan's got a fistful of damon's hair and is about to pull his brother back down to the ground to when katherine speaks and he can almost here the 'my' that 'boys' should've followed, especially when spoken in that tone. suddenly touching damon feels wrong with katherine watching and laying on a thick layer of something he tries not to think about. he wasn't an idiot and he knows katherine. what she was hinting at was something he knew to be partly the inspiration behind turning both of them and not just one or the other.

and he lets go, stands up, and walks over to the other side of the bed. he glares at her image on the screen. boldly, he calls her out on it. ] That was uncalled for.

Edited 2011-06-18 07:56 (UTC)

[ and just as quickly as that subtle edge of suggestiveness appeared, it's replaced by well-practiced innocence. (not that katherine thinks it fools stefan for a second, but cover is cover and this is an unlocked feed.) the fingertips of her right hand settle against her chest right below her throat in a surprised "who, me?" gesture. ]

What? Encouraging familial affection? I'm a little hurt, now. [ she doesn't really have to fake the sulky purse of her lips at the following. ] Especially after I woke up all alone... I was worried, you know.

Ugh.

[ yes, that's all damon will be contributing. mature, bro. ]

[ mature, indeed. katherine has no problem playing along and smirking smugly before poking her tongue out at him. ]

Can't you two go five minutes without antagonizing eachother?

[ heeeere we go, but cover is cover and stefan is katherine's boyfriend. ]

No. Not really.

Well, what do you know; I actually agree with Damon for once.

[ stefan rolls his eyes. ]

Grow up. Both of you.

She can go first.

[ well this is a stunning display of maturity and forbearance. ]

[ katherine crosses her arms. "i guess you'd know all about second places, damon" is right on the tip of her tongue, but she manages to bite it back with effort just in time. normally she'd have no scruples about hitting where it hurts, especially when it came to damon, but for stefan's sake she's willing to try to exercise some restraint here and there. and so, she counters with an equally adult-like response. ]

He started it.

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