Being alone… standing so close.
Damon smiled, "Thanks," he said, looking at her.
She smiled back, her eyes sparkling. "For what? I did nothing, I just watched. You're the one who fought," she said, punching him lightly on the arm.
Damon didn't react, but it was clear his mind was elsewhere.
He stood there with a dumb smile, seemingly lost in thought. His gaze lingered on her, admiring her beauty.
She looked cute, and that smile on her face, he wanted to keep it there, to never see it fade.
Svetlana noticed the stare. "What?" she asked, her head tilting slightly, her expression curious.
"Nothing. You're just beau—" Damon started, but before he could finish, the door suddenly swung open.
They both jumped, taking a quick step back, as if caught doing something they shouldn't.
