She didn't look happy to see him. Was she still angry with him? That was stupid. Wasn't this what she wanted?
"I want you to wear mine," he said. Because she was his. She was supposed to smell like him. Like her, and him, together. It wasn't as if the cold could even bother him. He was warmer now than he usually was, as warm as any living person.
Unless she only liked him when he was cold and half-dead. It wasn't like it would be the first time.
Wouldn't that just be fucking predictable.
Showing off her neck, acting all bitchy. Smelling like alcohol and men he didn't know, having fun without him. Serve her right if he bit her. Really bit her. Showed her what it was like. See how much she liked him, then. All the pretty talk about acceptance and deserving to be happy would dry right up as she'd actually seen him.
Serve her right.
"I'm sorry," he sneered, "am I not being professorial enough for you? You want me to leave and come back when I feel like giving you a lecture? I thought you wanted me to lighten up."
He should bite her. Tell her to shut up and then bite her. Teach her a lesson, if she liked it so much when he was teaching her lesson. He'd fixed onto her heartbeat again, pounding in his ears. He thought it was hers. His own heart didn't usually beat this much. Made it hard to tell.
His eyes were getting darker.
"I want you to wear mine," he said. Because she was his. She was supposed to smell like him. Like her, and him, together. It wasn't as if the cold could even bother him. He was warmer now than he usually was, as warm as any living person.
Unless she only liked him when he was cold and half-dead. It wasn't like it would be the first time.
Wouldn't that just be fucking predictable.
Showing off her neck, acting all bitchy. Smelling like alcohol and men he didn't know, having fun without him. Serve her right if he bit her. Really bit her. Showed her what it was like. See how much she liked him, then. All the pretty talk about acceptance and deserving to be happy would dry right up as she'd actually seen him.
Serve her right.
"I'm sorry," he sneered, "am I not being professorial enough for you? You want me to leave and come back when I feel like giving you a lecture? I thought you wanted me to lighten up."
He should bite her. Tell her to shut up and then bite her. Teach her a lesson, if she liked it so much when he was teaching her lesson. He'd fixed onto her heartbeat again, pounding in his ears. He thought it was hers. His own heart didn't usually beat this much. Made it hard to tell.
His eyes were getting darker.
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