Stefan and Elena, they were soul-mates.
Elena would sense Stefan’s presence. “You’re right behind me aren’t you?”
Elena never forgot to reassure Stefan how much she loved him.
Elena and Stefan were passionate, and they made love, not sex, love.
Elena would feel sad, but Stefan never failed to be there, holding her face and kissing her forehead.
After a near death situation, Elena would run to Stefan not only because she loved him but because she found comfort in him. Once she was in his arms, she was able to breathe again.
Whenever Stefan and Elena would disagree, instead of yelling or acting out of impulse Stefan would kiss Elena and give her the look that spoke, “trust me.”
Stefan wanted to have a normal life with Elena more than he wanted anything else. He wanted to grow old with her and have a family. All Stefan wanted was to be with Elena forever, even if that meant that they’d die human.
“Uh-oh Elena’s human again, am I sensing another brother swap?” And not only the words,but the happiness on both of their faces makes it clear, that they would have been endgame.
They were so right for one another. Stefan is Elena’s home. Elena is Stefan’s home.
After all, Elena chose Stefan when she was the best version of herself; he was the best choice she ever made.
