Prompt: Ripper Stefan takes a liking to Bonnie and gets jealous whenever Damon is with her.
She might have noticed his hot back first but after that Bonnie really hadn't paid attention to Stefan in that way. After all, it becomes pretty clear that he has eyes for Elena and her friend deserves a bit of happiness after everything she has gone through. She and Stefan exist on the outskirts of one another, friends but not really, and they both seem okay with that.
Bonnie is stretching her legs to get ready to run the track circle when his shadow slides over her skin. She can already feel the death wafting off of him and braces herself before she looks up to find him smiling at her with a mouth full of teeth. It is unsettling how much he looks like himself, but not.
"Hey, Bonnie," he says and there is something so smooth about his voice that she knits the features of her face together in confusion. "Going for a run?"
"Uh," Bonnie begins, glancing down at the obvious signs that she is. "Yes."
"We'll run together," Stefan announces with an air of finality that she finds herself falling into step with him. He is a machine, capable of moving swiftly yet he ensures that she controls the pace. The moment she speeds up, so does he. "Not trying to get away from me, are you Bonnie?"
"And what if I am?" she shoots back, momentarily forgetting that his new (old) favorite pastime is ripping people into pieces.
"That would hurt my feelings," he tells her, his mouth falling into a mockery of a frown. It doesn't last long --- the next moment he is showing his teeth again.
Bonnie pulls to a stop and his quick reflexes allow him to do the same. For a moment they stare one another down and then she asks the obvious question. "What do you want, Stefan?"
He waits a beat and then his eyes travel downward, tracing along her curves. An arm crosses over the other and by the time their eyes meet again, he is smug.
"Oh," she says, the only word she can think of as she tries to process this new turn of events. It sinks in, coming to rest in the pit of her stomach.
From that moment on, Stefan doesn't give her much peace. He shows up on her porch, lazily pushing himself back and forth on the swing as she steps out with her backpack tucked against her body. "I'll walk you."
He leans against the fence at cheerleading practice, his gaze following her every move. It is unnerving, not just for her but for everyone else. In fact, he seems to be scaring off any potential competition. He is the only one there, clapping loudly every time she lands a toe touch.
She has a feeling he watches her sleep, although she can't prove that one yet.
She can't take it much longer.
She does something she would normally be loathed to do. She goes to Damon. The moment he opens the door, she is pushing her way past. "We have to do something about your brother."
"Well, hello to you too, Bon Bon," he drawls as he closes the door and follows her into the depths of the boarding house.
She ignores any attempt to bait her, instead getting down to business. "He is hurting people. He is causing so much damage. He is..."
"Sniffing after the town witch," Damon finishes.
Bonnie presses her lips together, annoyed that Damon has gotten to the bottom of her true intentions that quickly. This is not about the innocent people, this is about her. This is about her peace of mind. She doesn't want to be the object of Stefan's twisted form of affection.
She huffs. "He is supposed to love Elena. He is not supposed to even notice me..."
Damon raises both his eyebrows and shifts closer to her. "Really? He is supposed to just ignore a beautiful, powerful creature? I mean, he's stupid but he's not completely clueless."
Bonnie puts a hand up to stop Damon. He walks right into it and as a result she is standing there with her fingers splayed on his chest when Stefan saunters in. He stands there for a moment, watching his brother and his witch. Then he frowns.
Someone is dying tonight because of this moment.
"Hands off, brother," Stefan says evenly.
"She's touching me," Damon points out.
Bonnie jerks her hand away. She can feel the testosterone flowing. "Uh, let's get it clear. I don't want anything to do with either of you," she says, pushing each word out slowly in hopes that it sinks home for at least one of the brothers.
Bonnie realizes she is in so much trouble.
