+ โ So, โ [ he begins, eyes flickering around the room to each member. ]
โ Who wants to tell me what went wrong here, tonight? โ
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[ The insistent ticking of his watch was loud in his ears, even today. Usually, he could get by without noticing it, but Buck was particularly hypersensitive to any out of place noise right now. ]
[ He rolls his shoulders, standing right outside the room full of+
+ AVTF members heโd have to address. ]
[ Individuals with callous behavior, who possessed no kind of tact whatsoever. That made him even angrier than the matter at hand. ]
[ Careful fingers adjust and tighten his tie before pushing open the door to head inside. ] +
โ No. โ
[ He says immediately and sits up, the idea alone leaving a bad taste in his mouth, pulling his knees to his chest. ]
โ Iโm not-โฆ Aspis, Iโm not going to hurt you like I-โฆ like I crave with others. /You/ are different. You alone are a +
โYou have. Youโve done really, really well, Iโm so proud.โ
They are, thatโs not a lie. But thatโs not going to be enough. And their own blood wonโt satisfy him forever.
โYou canโฆ do other things to me? Since Iโm immortal, it might satisfy the cravings?โ
+ hurt people for his art. In his mind, itโs worth it. They only exist to have a place in a mural, on a canvasโฆ he gets all giddy thinking about it. ]
โ But Iโve been doing so good, havenโt I? I havenโt hurt anyone in days, my cravings arenโt as badโฆ though theyโre still there. Your blood barely satisfies it. โ
[ A heavy sigh, he feels bad for exposing them to this butโฆ they need to accept it. Heโs going to +
โI hate asking you to change yourself.โ
Closing their eyes. Realistically, they canโt even imagine a world where heโs normal. Even before they found out what heโs capable of, what he does to people, he was obsessive and actually frequently stalking them. But thatโs part of what
โIโm soโ bad at accepting you. I get all sick to my stomach seeing blood and- it upsets you.โ
Lips quivering along with their voice.
โYou promise? Please, please promise.โ
โ You arenโt boring, sweetheart. I love you so much, okay? I love you how you are. โ
[ He brings up a hand to gently stroke his knuckles across his face in a soothing motion. ]
Theyโre crying like a child. A blubbering mess in his arms. But the brief eye contact soothes them, just slightly.
โI love you. Iโm sorry Iโm soโฆ boring.โ
โ Iโm not going to throw you away, Aspis. โ
[ He insists, finally gathering the courage to look down at them so his point can be known. ]
โ I promise, I wonโt. You mean everything to me and I love you so much. โ
โAll of my fears make you angry and Iโ I get scared that youโll throw me away.โ They both look so defeated, and theyโre both fighting to be loved by the other. And they are loved, and yetโฆ
โIโm sorry. Iโm so dramatic. I need to get over it. Iโm sorry.โ
โ I do. Maybe a little part of me wants us to go crazy together. But if-โฆ I know you wouldnโt be happy with that. So I wonโt encourage it. โ
[ Bastian isnโt meeting their gaze, he canโt bring himself to. He feels like an asshole, and a liar. ]
โ You wonโt, okay? You wonโt. โ
โDo you, though? Do you actually?โ
They look into his eyes, about to cry. Hugging him tighter, but clearly fearing his response.
โโฆ what if I keep making you angry? What if I make you worse?โ
โ Maybe. But I like you as you are, currently. I donโt want you to change. Butโฆ maybe thatโs why weโre drawn to each otherโฆ neither of us know how toโฆ function as โpeople.โ
[ He huffs, brows furrowed, then he shakes his head. ]
โ But youโฆ keep me sane. Keep me here, +
โIโm not a person either.โ
Sighing at the touches down their back, eyes shutting slowly.
โI justโฆ I donโt want to be a monster. I donโt want to be what I am. But, I wonder, if I fully embraced it, would youโฆ like me even more..? If I was as prone to killingโฆโ
โ I love you too. So much, baby. โ
[ Bastian murmurs, gentle caressing their back in a calming manner. ]
โ I-โฆ should be better for you. I want to be better for youโฆ but thereโs something wrong with me. I canโt beโฆ a person. โ
[ He rolls over onto his side, wrapping his arms around them to pull them close. He smells like sweat and their blood, kissing at their forehead like a silent apology. ]
โ Okay. โ
โPlease?โ Comes out as more of a whimper than they intended. Cowering like a kicked dog.
Quickly bringing themself to lie beside him, huffing his arm.
โItโs fine. Donโtโ donโt think about it.โ
โ Youโre more than welcome to, nowโฆ if youโd like to. โ
[ He shuffles on his bed to give the other some room, breathing a quiet and defeated sigh. ]
โ Iโm sorry. โ
Somehow theyโre always exhausted after being around him. Despite loving him, thereโs clearly tension between them.
โIโveโฆ missed snuggling up with you.โ
[ Bastian turns his gaze upwards, glancing at them briefly before slowly nodding. ]
โ Sureโฆ we can do that. Iโll pay for it, I promise I will. You wonโt have to worry about anything, we can just have the day together. โ
[ He insists. ]
Theyโre both childish. Overdramatic, big reactions to generally small issues. Which has obvious consequences.
โโฆ we could go to the aquarium? Maybe?โ
โ Fine. โ
[ Heโs sulking now, curling in on himself and sitting on the edge of the cot that he keeps down there. He puts his face in his hands, taking deep, calming breaths. ]
โ I just wanted to do something special. โ
Theyโre stuck in that state for a while, like their body is just an empty shell. Takes time to get them back into reality.
โโฆ stop. Justโ stop.โ
Covering their face, โwe donโt need any dates, donโt need to do anything. We can stay home. Just, drop it. Please. I donโt want to