Post by DAVID HEARNET on Jun 18, 2015 19:31:59 GMT
[attr=class,chandelier] [attr=class,one] [attr=class,one2] [attr=class,one1]one. breathe. [attr=class,two] [attr=class,two2] [attr=class,two1]two. calm. [attr=class,three] [attr=class,three2] [attr=class,three1]three. fight. never again, Oh that damn, vampire had done and got him mad again. Ever since things had "started" between them all those years ago, David had been basically taking care of the vampire in his own kind of way. Of course, Matty could easily take care of himself for the most part, other than the fact he still rejected the creature he had become. It took so much prodding, fighting and other various things to make him drink the blood that he needed to sustain himself. To some extend, David could sympathize with the vampire, but at the same time... he was not pleased that it was basically a battle every time he had to force him to feed. In the end, all David saw it as was a reason that Matty didn't want to live, didn't want to be with him. It was a bit of a personal blow to say the least, but in the end... the fallen angel couldn't dare say such things out loud. He didn't know how the vampire would react to such emotions from him, seeing as he was constantly on the reminder that Matty hated what he was. It was a constant internal battle between who he was, the creature he was, and david squished somewhere in there as well. So to say the least, the blonde was a bit worried when the vampire hadn't shown up at all. He could understand being a bit late, even a couple hours.. it wasn't like David was his parent or anything. It was just that he got a little worried, perhaps a little obsessive, over his vampire. Who could really blame the angel seeing as he didn't like to feed and it was getting close to that time. So the angel had all but started to pace when the vampire never returned home, and it was going well past midnight. "God fucking damn it." he cursed in plain air, something he would have never done before he had fallen, the freedom that had brought was another conversation all together. "If you don't get your little vampire ass home soon, I'm going to beat the shit out of you." he growled again banging his fist on the wall careful not to apply to much strength because he would break it. Instead he managed to apply a little too less, and he could feel a sliver of pain slip through his conscious. The fallen angel glanced at his hand a small brow raising some as he looked at the small trace of blood that fell and the probability he might have actually broken something. He hardly cared at the moment, a broken bone or two could wait. It didn't make him forget that his vampire was not home, and if he didn't return home soon he was going to look for him. And if he found him, he wasn't going to pleased in the slightest... not to mention how mean he would probably be if he had to go searching. "Just get your ass home." he grumbled to himself now flopping on the couch letting his injured hand fall over his knee the other hand moving to his forehead covering his eyes and lifting his bangs some. Matty Lasair°r [newclass=".chandelier"]width: 322px; padding-top: 15px;[/newclass][newclass=".one"]position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width:85px;height:85px;background-image: url(http://i438.photobucket.com/albums/qq109/jusrecht/icons/dinorings.png); border: 4px solid #252525; margin-left: 15px;[/newclass][newclass=".one1"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.6s; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 47px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".one2"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 0.6s; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 40px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".two"]position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width:85px;height:85px; background-image: url(http://i438.photobucket.com/albums/qq109/jusrecht/icons/d18hands.png); border: 4px solid #252525; margin-left: 115px;[/newclass][newclass=".two1"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.3s; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 47px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".two2"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 0.3s; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 40px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".three"]position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width:85px;height:85px; background-image: url(http://i438.photobucket.com/albums/qq109/jusrecht/icons/dinorings.png); border: 4px solid #252525; margin-left: 215px;[/newclass][newclass=".three1"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.0s; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 47px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".three2"]position: absolute; top: -8px; width: 90px; height: 85px; background: #4e4e4e; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; font-size: 20px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; padding-top: 40px; color: #eeeeee;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .one1"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .one2"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.0s;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .two1"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 0.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .two2"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .three1"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 0.6s;[/newclass][newclass=".chandelier:hover .three2"]top: -135px; -webkit-transition: 1s all; transition: 1s all; transition-delay: 1.6s;[/newclass] |
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Post by Matty Lasair on Jun 18, 2015 22:05:01 GMT
[nospaces] I CAN'T FIND MY WAY
Matty felt way too exhausted, he just wished he'd be able to get some sleep. Forget about how he felt beyond that. How his head hurt along with the meeting with Iriel. He did not want to remember that either. Iriel was a strange person that was for sure. He could not quite wrap his head around that guy's personality. Not that he wanted to. Matty had only wanted to get home. Maybe he should have called David, sent him a text message or anything along those lines. But he had not even thought about it either. It was not in his mind at the time. Perhaps it had been his own fault however he just walked through the door with a yawn. Letting it fall closed barely aware that it banged against it's frame a little bit. It was not like he meant to do these things or make mistakes happen. But of course the vampire only wanted to come home. This made him feel comfortable now that he was back at home.
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Matty felt sick of hating his species, hating what he had become. It was not a pleasant thing. He did not like this part of his life, or what he was. But it allowed him to be with David. This was why he eventually gave in, but each time he stopped feeding he kept feeling disgusted. Why did this have to be so annoying? Why couldn't he just accept what he was. What he had become, this was not a helpful idea. He needed to realize that David was helping him. That David was his number one no matter how he needed to look at it. Either way he felt so confused, such a struggle with his own slightly odd thoughts that were growing. As he kept on walking into the house he couldn't help but wonder where David was. The blood reached his nose first when he finally saw David.
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"What did you do this time? Hit the wall or something again? Or was it someone's face." He was not entirely joking around. After all he knew the questions would come soon. David would get pissed off or show the anger he felt right now. But of course Matty deserved it anyway no matter how he wanted to avoid all of that. Regardless it would do him very little good anyway. Matty didn't have the energy in himself to fight tonight. After that whole scene with Iriel, and everything else. Just nope he was done with it all. Iriel had gotten into some weird situation, where he passed out. And Matty had to take him home which only made him ten times later. Now he waited for the lecture to begin as he walked into the room and glanced at David's hand. Sighing he just took the hand in his own and licked up some of the blood, doing his best to avoid the gaze of his partner.
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Anything to keep from getting a lecture but was that likely easy? Of course not. He wanted to know how long this would last but as if it mattered.
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Post by DAVID HEARNET on Jun 18, 2015 23:13:00 GMT
[attr=class,chandelier] [attr=class,one] [attr=class,one2] [attr=class,one1]one. breathe. [attr=class,two] [attr=class,two2] [attr=class,two1]two. calm. [attr=class,three] [attr=class,three2] [attr=class,three1]three. fight. never again, It hadn't been long that he had been sitting on the couch, his hand holding on to his forehead as he heard the door finally open and slightly slam closed. That meant that finally his partner had graced him with his presence after having basically been late past his normal hour. So David knew eventually that the other would come to him, if not that he didn't know where he was, but also because the smell of his blood that he knew the vampire would smell almost as soon as he entered the room. David hadn't exactly cleaned it up either so blood had dripped down his fingers and a bit on his pants, so the smell wouldn't be easier to ignore. When Matty had the nerve of asking what he had done, only then did David release his bangs and move his hand from his forehead where he had been hiding his eyes. The detective watched him with his golden hues as he came to him, but made sure to show almost nothing in his iris'. He had taught himself to stay completely detached from situations, so that when bad things happened he could stay calm for whoever was involved. Perhaps his work as a cop would come in handy in his personal life as much as Matty seemed to admit in his actions that he had done something wrong. So when the other held his hand to lick it he could really tell that he was expecting a lecture from him, and that stabbed at his chest. Did Matty only think he was good for was yelling at him when he did something wrong? They were partners for god's sake, that meant that there was a lot more to their relationship than yelling at each other. Avoiding his gaze was the final straw as he finally opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out the first time so the man simply closed his mouth back. "Did you have fun while you were out?" he finally brought himself to say, but it really didn't have much emotion to it. It was blank, as the man didn't know what to say to the other. He was upset, really upset... that he seemed like he didn't want to come home. "Do you like staying out?" he finally asked though a hidden sense of hurt my have been caught in it if he had payed close enough attention. 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Post by Matty Lasair on Jun 19, 2015 0:56:00 GMT
[nospaces] I CAN'T FIND MY WAY
Honestly Matty waited for something bad to happen. It was not like he knew what might come next but he had to deal with it somehow. Though it'd probably not end up helping. He should have just stayed home yet he'd done a few things he probably shouldn't have. It was already really weird but of course he just refused to comment about any of this right now. Not when he knew David had something to say. Though he didn't entirely want to believe that it was bad either, that he'd get into trouble. Matty wasn't sure if he was hungry again but probably. After all how long had he been starving himself now. Sighing lightly he just pulled away and glanced up at David. What did he have fun about? No he had no fun going out. It was boring as hell, this guy annoyed him to no end honestly, and at that same moment he'd rather not talk about it. Matty already felt so tired and stressed from the situation with Iriel. But he didn't want to bring that up yet.
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Relationships were a bit new to him yet at the same time this one with David kept him happy. No matter how he wanted to look at all of this anyway. "No I didn't have fun. It was boring, I'd rather have been at home. Some idiot passed out." He grumbled, and focused back on David's hand. At least it didn't look that bad, and he knew David wasn't human. So of course it wasn't like he'd have to worry too much. It'd end up healing soon enough. That he already knew no matter how he looked at this anyway. Perhaps he should have at least told David. But now he couldn't think about that, it'd do him no good to dwell on those things right now anyway. As much as he actually wanted to think about those things. The past was the past, and he could not do much about it. Other than apologize at the very least.
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"No you are upset though aren't you?" He asked without looking up. Matty knew for the most part. This was not really that good, but he might as well talk about it. They both needed to talk about this. That whole thing that happened was not really bad. It was over and he'd come home. Not like he wanted to be out there as long as he had. Just when things happened they happened. What the heck was he supposed to do about this? Just at that moment he barely knew what to say or do. He felt horrible secretly for what was going through his head and also for not coming back home on time. He should have and yet he didn't. His own fault if David was angry about this. After all he'd been the reason for all of that, the one who caused it all because of his lack of communication. And avoiding David out of the fear of wanting to eat from David.
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"It's not like I didn't want to come home. Just stuff happened." He'd rather not get into the stuff, after all that didn't sound like a good idea. Talking about it would only bring back the memories he'd rather not have at this moment anyway. He felt really bad about doing things to this guy. Knowing it'd probably not end up going so well for him.
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Post by DAVID HEARNET on Jun 19, 2015 1:54:59 GMT
[attr=class,chandelier] [attr=class,one] [attr=class,one2] [attr=class,one1]one. breathe. [attr=class,two] [attr=class,two2] [attr=class,two1]two. calm. [attr=class,three] [attr=class,three2] [attr=class,three1]three. fight. never again, David noticed that some of the tightness in his chest released when the vampire said that he didn't have that great of a time out. Which meant that he wouldn't start going out and staying out as long as he had tonight, and that made him ease if ever the slightest. Sure he had been mad, mostly out of worry, and now the other part of it.. his jealousy had started to take over again. Of course, David couldn't just come out and say he was jealous or the other would never let him live it down.. and he might do it more often. David knew he was strict on the vampire, he would admit that.. but it wasn't because he was mad at him.. he just cared a lot about matty. So when the other finished speaking, David took a small breath just letting him hold his hand. "Hopefully... not from something you did right Matteo?" he asked quietly under his breath. The fallen angel could only hope that the vampire hadn't gone off and caused trouble and that was the reason he was so late. To a point it did make him feel better that he had run into problems rather than being out just to be out. It was nice to hear the other wanted to be home with him, and that was all he really wanted. "...I'm trying not to yell at you." he said softly. David was just tired of being the bad guy in this situation, and he didn't want to do it anymore. He was tired of being the one that had to fight with Matty about what he wanted and about eating. " I know, I was just worried.. you know how worried I get." he said softly. David was very strict about things and liked knowing what was going on at all times. Call it that his work as an officer came home with him, call it whatever you really wanted to.. either way.. it was just who he was.. and he was trying hard to subdue that part of him so he wouldn't take it out on his vampire. "Have you fed." the answer was simple, but it would answer the only question that was in his mind right now. Either Matty had been starving himself, something he could fix, or he had preyed on someone out of the house and it could be a real problem seeing that matty was a pureblood vampire. "Just be honest with me, and i'll..." he paused for a moment to take another breath. "try.. not to yell." he said slowly. For now he wouldn't let the other know just how deep this all affected him, in the end he just wanted to make sure matty was taken care of first. He always put the vampire first above his own needs. 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Post by Matty Lasair on Jun 19, 2015 2:40:55 GMT
[nospaces] I CAN'T FIND MY WAY
Matty felt that things were kind of okay, however he'd rather not talk about it. At least David wasn't getting mad at him, for the most part. However he still a bit of a struggle in his life, his chest hurt almost as if he had a beating heart left in there. Matty wondered just what he would say. Anything else David might be thinking of that he wanted to spill right now? His stomach hurt as if the blood that lurked around in it just threatened to make him sick instead. Probably not a smart idea to think about this now. About that fact that he took a bite out of someone else, he had not gone there with that plan. But of course Iriel sticking his finger in Matty's mouth. It had frustrated him so the boy took a bite, and well blood hitting his tongue. It had only meant he wanted more because he was hungry. But his hunger had taken over. Matty didn't entirely realize what was happening till after he'd pulled the idiot out of the bathroom stall.
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Still the idea of Iriel fainting like that. It bothered him, Matty had not meant to do that to him. It just happened so quickly. The guy had been awake and was about to eat food to help him feel better. Then he passed out and Matty had to take him home. Though he didn't quite know where his home was. So that was a task on it's own he'd rather not get involved in again. Or at least have to speak of again anyway. The boy knew David cared but it didn't mean that Matty wanted to think about this either. Or let things get to him in that way. The idea of feeding was bothering him again. He still felt a bit hungry, but the boy refused to feed from anyone. It'd be another fight he almost wished he could stop rejecting what he was. David had told Matty things, but Matty wasn't sure he could entirely accept being a vampire yet. It was not what the boy desired to become. The only plus was being with David, without that worry of being human and dying suddenly.
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Matty chewed his bottom lip, the nerves were getting to him again. What was he supposed to feel right now? He'd fucked up doing this sort of thing it was just not helping. "I-I...David I didn't mean to. It's not like I meant to bite him and take that much. He was acting weird before that too. Putting his fingers in my mouth like that and thinking I wouldn't bite him for it." He was rambling now, he felt bad. Really bad and he just wanted all of this to go away now. The boy seemed scared again. Not as bad as the night his father died but it was still pretty bad in Matty's mind at least. He was afraid David would leave or get majorly angry with him. After the stupid things he did he deserved it but he didn't want it to happen.
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Yea he knew David got worried. It was why he usually avoided these things. Usually but did it ever work the same? Not exactly as planned or desired with all that was happening. The idea of him not feeding was starting to get a lot worse for him of course. Nothing else he could do but try to make the people important to him happy. Even if it meant he had to let go of his own selfish desires. The idea of being scared of what he was would take some time for Matty to get over. "I did but not that much. I don't like doing this. I hate feeding off of other people!" It was the same thing he always said but if he lost control then what would he do? How far could he go, how long would he have before he hurt or killed someone. Again. And he went to jail this time. It wasn't like it had been on purpose it just happened. His control had slipped, which only added to his hate.
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This was bad, David was going to get mad and he couldn't blame him. But maybe he wouldn't yell. The boy did seem terrified after all.
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Post by DAVID HEARNET on Jul 1, 2015 19:50:37 GMT
[attr=class,chandelier] [attr=class,one] [attr=class,one2] [attr=class,one1]one. breathe. [attr=class,two] [attr=class,two2] [attr=class,two1]two. calm. [attr=class,three] [attr=class,three2] [attr=class,three1]three. fight. never again, David had promised not to yell, and he would try his hardest to do just that. So when the other told him the horror that he had been expecting somewhere in the back of his mind, he couldn't figure out what part of him screamed out more. The fact that Matty had once again gone and done something he wasn't supposed to, or the part of him that was hurt that he took from someone else, when david constantly offered himself to the other. David really didn't know how to feel but the angel looked away to try and get his composure before he spoke to the other before him. He had promised not to yell, so he tried to calm the raging part of him first. "Guess it can't be helped then," his voice was almost monotone to keep his promise to the other. "was he at least non-human." he asked the vampire before him. Matty knew how important it was for him to stay away from humans, seeing as he could change them being the vampire that he was. It had been a while since they had pretty much figured out that the boy was a pureblood and humans were at risk of being turned themselves if he wasn't careful. There was a lot of things they had to be careful about, on top of matty's own fear of himself, David knew that he had to be there to help the vampire as much as possible. He couldn't help it though, as a bit of his emotion slipped from him.. but at least it wasn't anger. A bit of sadness coated him that he didn't want the other to see, a sadness that he tried to ignore. " So you bit someone else huh? Well.. at least you actually fed." he tried to give the other the benefit of the doubt off easy. Though, deep in his heart it really hurt that as much as he had to force the other to feed, he wouldn't take from him without a fight. Yet Matty had gone out and fed from someone else... David closed his eyes and quietly stood up and started to walk into the kitchen. "I'm going to make something, do you want anything?" he asked half-heartedly. This was the hard part, trying to forget the pain that plagued him in return for making sure his vampire was happy and okay. It was after all, because of his vampire that he had someone to take care of and to love, but... it also meant the angel was hurt by these kind of things a lot more. 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Post by Matty Lasair on Jul 2, 2015 2:30:30 GMT
[nospaces] I CAN'T FIND MY WAY
He still felt really bad about this, David was his important person and without meaning too he'd likely still made him upset or hurt him. It was not Matty's plan for this to happen but it had. Now how was he going to fix it? He was still hungry yes but he didn't want to drink anyone dry. Not David, not that dumbass Iriel who put his fingers in Matty's mouth only to get bitten. And that whole shit thing that had happened, being in the bathroom stall would always be awkward now. However his focus was more on helping David feel a lot better, he didn't want to end up being the reason he was upset or stressed. Maybe he'd be able to make this work somehow. Of course he was not so good at those things either anyway. David didn't seem to yell but Matty knew from the start the fallen angel was upset about all of this. "He was...but you are unhappy now because of that." Matty was scared of feeding from David. That first scar he left had been the only one he wanted to leave on him. Part of why he never allowed himself to feed even if he was starving.
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Matty wanted to help him and cheer him up too. The fact of that matter about feasting off of him was just too much. But maybe he'd have to agree. After all who knew whether it'd really end badly. But he didn't want to create anymore scars, adding onto those had been bad enough for Matty. He sighed and tried to not chew a hole in his lip as he stood up to follow after David. "I guess so...but." He whimpered, and walked up behind David. His arms holding the fallen angel as he just buried his face into the taller male's back. "Please don't be upset. I know what you want but if it hurts you." He was scared, only David knew that sometimes. Cause most of the time he'd wrap his fears up in a bundle of anger and avoidance and just pretend they weren't even there. He thought of it better that way.
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Matty hated to eat, he didn't want to feed off of Iriel either. He said that again and again all the time that he hated feeding. Specially when he was younger and first turned. He always tried to force human food down his throat to control his hunger and it hardly worked. He should have already know this from the start, and he was already going to be stuck in this whole situation no matter how he looked at it anyway. "David..please, I don't like you being upset. If you want me to feed from you then..okay." He seemed nervous about that, hesitation was in his tone as well. Matty could have probably forced David to listen to him but no he didn't. Right now it was probably not going to matter either.
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He knew this probably wouldn't make David feel any better, but he wanted to try. He just didn't want him to get more scars, like that first time. So he was just really scared obviously. Matty would eventually get this all figured out eventually. He needed to rely on his love not someone else that he barely knew. That just wasn't working anymore.
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Post by DAVID HEARNET on Jul 23, 2015 6:29:11 GMT
[attr=class,chandelier] [attr=class,one] [attr=class,one2] [attr=class,one1]one. breathe. [attr=class,two] [attr=class,two2] [attr=class,two1]two. calm. [attr=class,three] [attr=class,three2] [attr=class,three1]three. fight. never again, The longer that david listened to Matty's response, the more the anger seemed to ebb away from him to something else. Perhaps it was the pain that now took him by surprise, the pain that he couldn't help his vampire as much as he really wanted to. David had sworn to protect him and that took priority over other things in his life. Some things he just couldn't cut dry, parts of his past that were still haunting him that he would never involve matty in if he could help it. So when the angel had moved away to go make something he froze when the other wrapped himself around him and buried himself into his back. "I'm not mad anymore." he replied quietly for the other. David would make sure that Matty knew at least that, knew that he wouldn't ever be mad at him for very long. Even if he had bitten someone else and had been late home, worried him like hell, he wouldn't ever be forever mad at him. David loved the pureblood and that was why he made sure that he would be protective over him and make sure he was always taken care of, even if that ultimately removed him from the picture. He hoped the day would never come, cause part of him needed Matty as well, but it had crossed his mind every once in a while. When he heard the other's words a hand slowly moved to the ones wrapped around his body. "Matty, is that why you are so against feeding from me? You were young and it was an accident, and I hold no remorse.. in fact.. i'm kind of grateful for this scar." he said softly. "If it wasn't for this scar I wouldn't have met the person that meant everything to me you know." he said softly. "It makes me happy to see it and be able to touch it when I'm feeling lonely. I don't think you'll scar me from feeding, but if it does happen I don't want you to hate yourself for it." he said softly hoping to soothe the raging storm in his vampire. "Now if you want to feed because you are still hungry, I don't mind." said softly slowly moving his arms from him so he could turn around and pull him into his chest properly. "but if it's for my sake, you don't have to." he said softly moving his head to lay upon the others, placing a soft kiss in his black locks. "I love you Matty, you know that right? " he whispered closing his eyes and just holding his beloved vampire for the moment. 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Post by Matty Lasair on Jul 24, 2015 6:04:07 GMT
[nospaces] I CAN'T FIND MY WAY
Matteo felt really bad but what choice did he have? At the time his thoughts were running him and not in a pleasant moment. Either way he had to hope David would recover. David did not seem as angry so at the very least that had to be pleasant. However he still didn't know what to do. Matteo wanted to allow himself to feed off of David, but he was wary. He did not even know how long he'd be wary either. Something held him back, something so small that he shouldn't worry about. Yet he did. Because he did truly love this guy no matter how stubborn or annoying he wanted to be about that at times. He did not entirely talk about those things with David, but he didn't need to. David probably already knew what he was thinking most of the time. They'd been around each other for how long? He'd stopped counting long ago. Matteo still refused to let go even when David said he wasn't upset.
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The blonde angel really did get over things rather fast sometimes but it didn't change that he still felt bad about it. He wanted to make things better. Prevent all the bad things, and not feel so worried. David was important after all, and if he kept him close then he'd never lose him. They both had pasts they would rather forget. But of course it'd probably not help to talk about them yet, when they weren't prepared to let go. David and Matteo had been around each other for awhile so it was a pleasant experience to have someone to actually be able to trust. Matty chewed his lower lip and tried to keep from spilling out anything else. The black haired vampire didn't feel that it'd be comforting to spill anymore little secrets.
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If he could even call those secrets. He'd probably said that before since he did not trust himself not to end up scarring David or badly hurting him. Which was not wanted on any given day no matter how hungry he might be at that time. "I-I still don't want to do that again. Even if I was young I still gave you that scar. But it doesn't bother you? I don't get it...but you say it doesn't bother you? So I shouldn't care right?" Matteo didn't know if he could handle that, but he did want to. He did not know if he could just avoid hating himself for something like that. The vampire did nod. Perhaps he'd try to accept it for David. They were in this together weren't they? It seemed logical at the very least to go that route. "I guess so...but if I don't feed. Don't get upset." He would likely try to feed from David only, but not all the time.
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Matteo sighed and relaxed in the other male's grip just shaking his head. He didn't drink Iriel dry. The boy had not been able to handle all that much it seemed. But that was okay. It should be that way. He shouldn't have taken a drink from anyone else that wasn't David. No matter how wary he felt about hurting David, or causing him some pain without meaning too. He blushed, and refused to move. David had caught him off guard now but he was also a little hungry. Because he did not suck Iriel dry. "I'm a little...hungry, but I know. And I..um. Love you too." He coughed in the middle of that sentence and just blushed a darker red. Well as much of a blush as a vampire could show. Pale skin didn't help either.
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He just clung to David and sighed, he did feel a little bit better at least.
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