Taking a hold of the bottle of Bourbon that was left on the table afore him. Sighing as the male could hear the sigh of relieve the other muttered as soon as he sat down. It was quite amusing to see his brother struggle with such images of another man, surely decreeing with himself. Rolling crystalline hues as the other spoke, legs crossed one over the other as hues focused on the man adjacent to him.

❛ Well you are aren’t you? I haven’t been jealous in a long time, Stefan ~ Fine, I chose truth — ❜

Surely Stefan wasn't himself at the moment. Jealousy has taken over him the moment Damon mentioned someone else. But he was not one who would ever admit something important like this so easily. 

„Tell me if I've ever been myself since we are back in Mystic Falls, Damon? I can't remember that to be honest. I mean if one drama after another is happening around you it's natural that people will change.“ 

He replied, twirling the glass of bourbon in his hand. 

„Truth you say? Well, what do you feel if you think about the two of us?“ 

Stefan asked smirking a little.

“Poor thing, your senses are failing you.” Rebekah teased, pouring them both a double shot of bourbon. Nothing could bring people together like good liquor. “Though it does seem that you’ve gotten better judgment in your old age. I’ll certainly drink to that resolution. No more unnecessary drama and no more sacrificing for those that don’t deserve it.” She tapped her glass to Stefan’s and tossed the cool liquid back with a single swig.

Stefan laughed out loud and smirked at her comment. “You may be right about this one but mostly my senses are working pretty fine. Especially if it comes to human knowledge.” He replied. “Oh wait -- supernatural knowledge should have been the better word for.” Stefan grinned and grabbed the glass of bourbon. “Cheers!” He said. “I’ve heard you and your family got some drama going on in this town? Anything I can help with perhaps?”

Sighing as the eldest brother could hear the dismayed tone of the male afore him. Uncertainty lurked within crystalline hues as to understand whether the other was using sympathy as a tactic. The atmosphere that were engulfing the Salvatore brothers was one that was strange, yet familiar. Posture soon proper, the male walked over to his liquor tray, taking a sip of bourbon before sitting on the couch.

❛ Fine, fine. I’ll stay — have some quality time. Any ideas what to do, jealous brother of mine? ❜

Relieve made it’s way through Stefan’s body when Damon confirmed he’d stay at home. He just couldn’t stand it if he was hanging out with anyone else but him to be honest. He knew a third party would just destroy their newly recovered bond again and he wouldn’t let this happen any time soon. 

“Don’t call me jealous, Damon. I can recall a time when you’ve been the one being jealous!” 

He replied with a smirk. 

“How about some Truth or Dare?” 

He suggested.

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