Find Your Own Way

By Tenshinrtaiga

Disclaimer: Don't own the Vampire Diaries

Summary: For Ever_neutral at the Vampire Diaries Free-For-All Comment Ficathon: Part 3 (p.19). Stefan tries to have a long overdue conversation about Elena. Too bad Damon decides to piss his baby brother off instead, but in the end, he's the one paying for it.


If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep
Then I'm putting out the lantern, find your own way back home

"I'm not an idiot," Stefan states out of the blue.

Damon smirks, "Of course not," He says with an exaggerated tone.

Ignoring his brother's mocking, Stefan continues, "I see the way you look at her. I know that you love her. I understand."

"Don't know what you're talking about," Damon replies, no longer in a laughing mood. He focuses purely on hiking back through the woods to the car. On the list of things he wants to do, he ranks standing in sunlight without his ring before this conversation.

Undeterred, Stefan pushes on, unwilling to let go now that he is finally able to confront his brother without him running away. "Don't bother trying to hide it, Damon. You love Elena. You feel for her," seeing his brother glare at him, he raises his hands in surrender, "I'm not mad. I'm glad that you do. It's been a long time since I've seen you care for anyone other than yourself."

Damon grimaces before pasting on a smirk, "Oh, yeah? You're glad that I'm in love with your girlfriend? It doesn't make you the least bit angry that I'd do almost anything for her?"

"Nope," Stefan shakes his head.

"And I bet you also don't care that she cares about me too, no matter how much she denies it. You don't care that I might steal her away. That I might try and kiss her. That she might kiss back. You don't care that I have dreams about her wet, naked and wanting me?" Damon smirks viciously as they finally come upon their parked car.

Stefan's jaw clenches in anger. Damon always knows exactly what buttons to press to royally piss his baby brother off. With a flash of speed, Stefan was inside the car, gunning the engine. Damon reaches for the handle, but finds it locked, "Oh, come on, Stefan! I thought you didn't care," He said smugly.

"I don't," Stefan replied with a grin, "Just like I don't care about the fact that I locked you out. Find your own damn way back home."