She glares right back—
“Shut up,” she mumbles with a huff. “Look, I panicked, he was really close,” she explains.
“But also—this way we’re able to search him and see if he’s got anything dangerous on him,”
he’s giving her a look, more of a glare as he’s bumping her with his hip.
“shh, princess.” he says, more in a sarcastic tone. he looks back at the individual they had knocked unconscious. one that had been previously been following them.
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Rolling her eyes with a side glance toward the other—
“Why? Because you didn’t think of it first?” She quips back, hands on her hips with a half glare on her features.
Coming back, she’s sitting next to him, shaking her head with a laugh.
“Should we take a hit every time it gets awkward in the movie then—?” She says of course teasingly.
“Kidding, we’ll be stoned in the first fifteen minutes,” she laughs.
there was relation between the two, though it wasn’t necessarily bad tension. light eyes connected with her own, right up until they both pulled away from each other .
he inhaled deeply, moving to jump over the back of her couch and onto the cushions.
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pressing against one another.
She could see the smile, feeling like a personal victory. “Didn’t take you for a twilight guy but I’m not mad at it, I’ll be right back,” she laughs.
Her heart rate quickens just for a moment before her breath hitches in her throat.
They were close, she could feel his breath on her cheek, eyes flickering to his own. “You don’t have to thank me,” she says finally in a quiet tone, trying to be less aware of their bodies
before she can even move to go through her little mantra, he grabs at her wrist, holding her in place for a moment.
if Xander was ever anything it was hardly serious, but his sister always taught him to be appreciative of not anything else .
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go find a movie to watch, I’m ordering pizza, and grabbing my stash,” she says, happy to have gotten her way as well.
She would try her best to help by distracting.
She exhale a sigh of relief— she was glad at least for now that he was stable, she hoped he would stay that way with her.
She didn’t know why she cared so much , but for some reason she couldn’t not help him.
“Alright—“ she claps her hands together. “You
he blinked at the sound of pizza, realizing that he was pretty fucking hungry. though his bloodlust was satiated, he did enjoy indulging in human food too.
“fine, fine. ill bite. pepperoni,” he says, giving her a playful look.
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“You’re not bothering me—look, I honestly don’t mind the company okay?” She sighs.
“Was just gonna—get high and order pizza to be honest,” she laughs hollowly. “You’re welcome to join.”
“Nobody asks for it-“ she shrugs, knowing he’s always on the defense but wanting to help him at the same time.
“But it’s what you do with your shit that counts, cliche as it sounds—you have to keep going. . .” She trails off.
“i didn’t ask for this shit.” he said, defensive once more but — she was right. it wasn’t so bad, all the time. he just wished his parents wanted to fight to live, but that wasn’t for him to understand.
“i appreciate you saving me out there,
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“I mean there are ways we can die but—“ she sighs. “Look—I get the low feelings but—find something you want to live for. I think living in spite of it all sometimes keeps me hanging on too,” she adds, an unexpected heart to heart being had.
She feels her gaze soften—just a bit.
She was lucky that she had her mom all of those years to make her feel loved and supported, not realizing that others might not be so lucky.
“Why would you be a burden?” She asks, learning forward in her chair.
his brows pressed together. never had he had someone outside of Caroline take care of him like that. it was. . different, yet refreshing.
he scoffed, moving to a standing position now. “im just a burden to my sister. she won’t say it, but i know it. forever is too
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“Calm down and let me take care of you—“ she scoffs, finally seeing the relief on her face.
“Warned you of what? Me trying to help?” She sighs, feeling a pang of sympathy to him for a moment.
“Did you convince yourself of that?” She asks,
he eyes her carefully, almost throwing a fit as she rubbed his wrist with the paste. “yo what’s the big deal?!” he complained, giving her a glare as she finished. “could’ve warned me”, he whined, though the relief was almost instantaneous.
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spreading some onto his wrists.
Her head snaps up at the next part— “first off I was not tailing you-“ she huffs. “And second—why? Why would you—“ she trails off unable to finish the sentence.
“That’s selfish,” she murmurs.
“Just—sit tight hold on,” she grumbled, rummaging through her medicine cabinet until she found it.
Paste her mother had helped her make—thank goodness for Bonnie and her extensive witch training passed down to her daughter.
“This will help,” she says taking his hands and
“look, vervain fucking hurts okay?” he remarked, hands rubbing the spots where the vervain cuffs had sat. they were still red and raw, vervain injuries always healed slower than other wounds.
“right place right time huh. . I think you
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“Is that why you were whining about the vervain cuffs?” She crosses her arms giving a narrowed playful gaze.
“You’re gonna make a lot of vampires pissed off when you draw attention to shit like that,” she quips back.
“Oh please, don’t flatter yourself, blondie-“
he puts his hands up in defense, brows raising as she didn’t back down on her stance.
“first off I am invincible.” he starts, corner of his lips curling up into a smirk.
“second off, there’s another reason you keep saving my ass, it’s not my dashing good looks.”
“Those idiots handcuffed your ass with vervain and had you in the back of a damn cop car-“ she rolls her eyes, he was so stubborn.
“Just because you think you’re invincible doesn’t mean you actually are,” she scoffs. “You’re being careless with your life, and you’re
he scoffs, crumbling up his empty blood bag and tossing it in the trash. “be smarter for what? these idiots here can’t do shit.” that was wrong of course. considering that the residents of the town were now loading themselves with vervain. and it was getting
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