Just as Chance was thanking anyone who would listen that Nocturne was about to rescue them, Lyric pointed out Ricky and Marco. “I, uh,” words failed him as it felt like he was about to die all over again. What did Lyric know about him and his guardians? Did she just kiss him? Could vampires blush? Chance knew he still had blood in his body and imagined he could blush and swore his cool cheeks felt warmer than usual when he slowly lifted a hand and placed it over where the peck had happened. It was just a kiss to the cheek but it was the first one he’d been given by someone he wasn’t related to and he didn’t know what to do about that.
He tracked Lyric with his gaze as she left and bounded over to the vehicle and climbed in. Once they were pulling onto the road, he felt his guardians approach and slide into the vacant seats though he kept staring outside and held his cheek. They sat in silence for a few minutes as Chance tried to gather his thoughts. There couldn’t be any way Lyric knew he was a vampire simply because two strange men were often seen in the area, right? But what did she think? He never spoke of them but maybe she assumed they were friends who kept an eye on him since he had poor health and was still new to the city after a sheltered life? Was that better or worse?
For the first time in his life, he wasn’t being looked at with pity or being judged. He felt fit and healthy, though still out of his depths and a weak mess but it was still better than before. He didn’t like lying to Lyric but he’d never be allowed to tell her what he was even if she was a mage like Marco told him after their first meeting. He explained mages often smelled like a favourite sweet treat which explained a lot but Chance also knew not everyone liked vampires even if they were preternatural themselves.
“So I guess I tell her you’re my shadows in case I have an episode?” Chance sighed, still far too young to forget how to breathe and let go of silly human traits. Another cramp hit, though the desire to feed wasn’t as strong now that Lyric wasn’t two feet from him but he knew he had to go before it returned. He had practiced feeding from humans but he still mostly drank from a bag and Chance’s mind was whirling too much to make a clean bite and release his donor without injury or memory. Which was another reason why he had guardians but he didn’t want to be a failure that night. He just wanted to go home and think about the kiss and how best to explain the two vampires that were silently getting up, ready to escort him home.
Which movie was he currently living in, he wondered as they left the building.
He tracked Lyric with his gaze as she left and bounded over to the vehicle and climbed in. Once they were pulling onto the road, he felt his guardians approach and slide into the vacant seats though he kept staring outside and held his cheek. They sat in silence for a few minutes as Chance tried to gather his thoughts. There couldn’t be any way Lyric knew he was a vampire simply because two strange men were often seen in the area, right? But what did she think? He never spoke of them but maybe she assumed they were friends who kept an eye on him since he had poor health and was still new to the city after a sheltered life? Was that better or worse?
For the first time in his life, he wasn’t being looked at with pity or being judged. He felt fit and healthy, though still out of his depths and a weak mess but it was still better than before. He didn’t like lying to Lyric but he’d never be allowed to tell her what he was even if she was a mage like Marco told him after their first meeting. He explained mages often smelled like a favourite sweet treat which explained a lot but Chance also knew not everyone liked vampires even if they were preternatural themselves.
“So I guess I tell her you’re my shadows in case I have an episode?” Chance sighed, still far too young to forget how to breathe and let go of silly human traits. Another cramp hit, though the desire to feed wasn’t as strong now that Lyric wasn’t two feet from him but he knew he had to go before it returned. He had practiced feeding from humans but he still mostly drank from a bag and Chance’s mind was whirling too much to make a clean bite and release his donor without injury or memory. Which was another reason why he had guardians but he didn’t want to be a failure that night. He just wanted to go home and think about the kiss and how best to explain the two vampires that were silently getting up, ready to escort him home.
Which movie was he currently living in, he wondered as they left the building.
