Curiosity killed the cat

(heads up, this story's main couple is a m|m pairing, and if you feel uncomfortable with homosexuality, you can please leave and if you do stay, then I am sorry for my crude writing skills. And also; Davin= Da-vin)

After a couple of hours of working, Davin decides to check the time, he checks his phone that was next to him on the desk, It was almost midnight.

" I should most probably go to bed..." he muttered to himself.

He got up and stretched his arms upwards then went to his bathroom to brush his teeth, two minutes later he comes out and changes into his pajamas and places his phone on the end table.

' maybe it's all a coincidence' he thought to himself as he lied down on his bed... he fell asleep quite quickly...

»the next morning»

Davin woke up to his phone vibrating on the end table next to his bed, he opened his eyes and reached for his phone, he opened it and stopped the alarm he set, It was 7: 45.

He got up and rubbed his eyes and sighed, he was quite tired due to him saying up late.

he went to brush his teeth and wash his face, he changed his clothes and went out of his room to the kitchen, a bit more awake, he needs his coffee.

As usual, Vincent was there making his tea. " good morning Vincent.." he greeted in a jaded, tired voice while making his way to the dishrack to get a mug.

Vincent was dipping the teabag in his cup, " Good morning" he greeted back without looking away from his cup.

Davin grabbed a mug and a sachet of instant coffee, he assumed that the water in the boiler was already hot because Vincent was making his tea, he touched the boiler and it was warm, he made his coffee and sat down on the dining table right next to the kitchen.

Davin was still curious if his suspicion was correct, if Vincent was a vampire or not.

He decided to observe Vincent's movement.

The way Vincent moved was very proper...very gentlemanly... he noticed Vincent putting a few drops of something into his tea, might be blood...

Davin shook his head and downed the rest of his coffee, he put his mug in the dishwasher and headed to his room.

He still had a bit more work to finish

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An hour or two passed by and Davin was still working, he had to fix the mistakes he made while he was working late last night, there were a lot of mistakes, he decided to take a break and explore the two other places he hadn't been to, besides Vincent's room, of course.

He decided to check the closet, which he wasn't really excited about, It was in the living room, It was he expected, a closet but empty.

Next was the room that seemed much more interesting to him, the office.

He didn't really know the purpose of the office since there were 3 rooms and who would possibly need a single office in a 3 bedroom apartment?

The office was located next to the living room and in front of Vincent's room.

He had keys given to him by the landlady so he could unlock the rooms that were not being used.

He was going to unlock the office door but then a thud came from Vincent's room.

Out of curiosity, he approached Vincent's door, he saw the the door was slightly open, leaving a bit of space to see inside the room.

He peeks into the the space of the door,

It was quite dark but he could still manage to make out figures.

He saw a person-like figure in the middle of the room, It was Vincent.

Davin watched as Vincent paced around the room, then Vincent stopped, Davin was confused until a poof appeared.

He no longer saw Vincent's figure, instead he saw a small figure flying around the room, a bat.

Davin was surprisingly exited, he was exited that he was correct about his suspection about Vincent, he watched silently with a small grin on his face.

After a minute of this, another poof appeared, It was unexpected and caught Davin off guard

The poof appeared and a loud thud was heard, Vincent's figure was on the floor.

The thud had surprised Davin that his hand holding the keys had loosened and the keys fell to the ground, making a Jingling noise as it touched the floor.

Davin panicked and automatically started fast-Walking toward his room, after he had reached the door of his room, he immediately locked the door and flopped onto his bed.

Grabbing his pillow and hitting himself with it, 'what the heck do I do?!'

He is internally freaking out, scared for his own life, worried that if Vincent knows, he'd be used as a week of food source.

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