#guiltfed

casual. simple. laid back. it was a series of words that elena had not heard for a long time. nothing was simple, casual was a thing of the past— and laid back? all but unheard of now. but still, they tried. there was popcorn, there was soda. there was a movie on that elena found she couldn't bring herself to fully pay attention to. instead, her eyes kept sliding over to take in stefan's profile where he sat beside her on the couch. having their shoulders touch felt reassuring. anchoring, even. for a moment, elena almost felt like it was okay to exhale.

   It wasn’t easy was what he had been told. She had been a difficult catch but being the first of her kind to be captured, Saga treated it as a special occasion and put her in a room that was recently cleaned. Though white, it had a bed, desk with a coloring book set complete with 24-color pencils.

  When the girl wakes however, he will be there, the book in his hand as he colors a picture of a zebra a bright pink, a tray of unidentifiable food replacing where the book and pencils used to be. The scientist wouldn’t even look up when he hears the sheets move. 

    “Ah- good morning~! I hope you had a very good rest!”