Close enough to trust?

(heads up, this story's main couple is an 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 old writing skills. Also cringe warning, a witnessing of a kiss, aka bad attempt at writing a kiss scene?)

Davin and Vincent, now having cleared up the

vampire situation, are now comfortable enough to casually talk and get closer, it's been 2 weeks since the situation had covered, during this week, Davin was still curious about vampire life and asked Vincent a lot of questions.

" so, Vincent if you're a half vampire have any ablities a typical vampire has...?" Davin asked, grabbing a cereal box from the cupboard,

Vincent was leaning against the counter, a mug in his hand, looking at Davin

" well, I don't know if purebloods have more but I have a transformation, some speed, night vision, which I can control, and I think I have a bit of strength but that all I think I have.."

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It was the afternoon, around this time Vincent would be in the kitchen, making something for himself, but this time, Davin was there and was making tea.

Davin looked over to Vincent and raised an eyebrow, Vincent noticed it,

" do you want to ask something? You can ask away, I'm always happy to answer, you know." Vincent said to Davin while holding a packet of what it seemed like jerky, looking at Davin.

"Ah, well. I've been curious. Do you need to drink blood or something..?" Davin asked while holding his mug and leaning on the counter.

" That's just a myth, Davin, we need to survive on life force," Vincent paused and glanced at Davin, Davin tilted his head as if asking what it was,

" life force is basically anything that comes from a living being like blood or sweat."

"Oh.," Davin exclaimed

Davin the went on wondering why blood is associated with vampires...?

" So what is more efficient...?" Davin asked, being as curious as a cat.

"Well, blood is the most efficient in giving life force but it's hard to get by so spit is more accessible but I've never really tried it so I'd say blood," Vincent explained and answered the best he could.

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"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you but I can't help but wonder, how much life force does cooked meat have...? " Davin asked Vincent while Vincent was using his phone " oh, also, how much percent would each life force be ?" He added to his question while sitting down.

Vincent pondered for a minute, turning off his phone, and said: " meat itself if raw is about 20 per cent, but cooked it's reduced to ten." He looked at Davin " sweat is 30-ish per cent, spit around 70 and blood is 90, plasma is the main source of life so it would be 100 plus."

"Oh!!" Thanks, it's been bothering me for a while." Davin exclaimed and thanked Vincent.

But outside of asking vampire questions, Davin learned that Vincent has a night shift job at a restaurant as a waiter, Vincent's hands are just always cold, he's around 25 and he can speak Korean and that he has a vampire friend.

Meanwhile, Vincent has learned that Davin is a freelance event planner, he's naturally cheerful, he can sing and also can write lyrics and that he's Italian and he is really good at socializing.

2 pm.

Vincent was reading a book on his phone when he suddenly felt... something. It was strange but he knew exactly what it was, he needed blood or life force.

He went to check the stash of blood he collected but it was all finished.

' well, for now, I'll check if there's raw meat, I'll get more blood later.' He thought to himself.

Vincent went to the freezer and checked but alas, the only thing in there was frozen vegetables and frozen foods which he can't consume, no meat in sight

Vincent blinked twice " Oh. .."

Vincent freaked out but then he called Allen, his friend that was a vampire, to ask if he had any stash of blood, unfortunately for Vincent, Allen said ;

" sorry dude, I'm also looking for more right now so I can't get you any.."

'Great.. ' Vincent thought as he hung up and he went to his room.

3 pm.

Vincent couldn't stand it anymore, the strange feeling turned into a need to feed on life force, a list of some sorts.

He had to resort to what he didn't want to do.

"Davin!" Vincent called as he was exiting his room.

"Yeah?" Davin. Responded from the living room, writing something in his planner journal.

Vincent made his way to the living room, trying not to run, he stayed slightly behind the wall to control himself from launching onto Davin.

Davin noticed Vincent, he smiled," so, what do you need?" He asked, being the cheerful yet oblivious person he is.

" Look, I know this might be weird but..." He paused, 'this might freak Davin out' a thought had said then looking to davin with an expression of regret, " I may need to drink your blood..."

"You're joking... right..?" Davin asked as he stood up, panic clearly drawn on his face.

" Unfortunately, no.." Vincent replied, clawing his arm behind his back, wincing slightly as he felt his nails dog in his skin.

Davin thought this might happen at some point but it's too soon, he was freaking out a little.

"But...does it have to be blood...?" He asked unsure and nervous.

Vincent's mind raced, hundreds of possibilities flashing around then he felt the need increase. In the end, he blurred out " it's either I drink a bit of your blood or I kiss you." He straightened up at the realization, his faced warmed up as his shoulder tensed. As you could figure out, Davin was in the same state as Vincent, his face was as red as a rose.

" anyways, I just need life force" signing deeply, swerving away the best that he can from the statement he had said earlier.

" uhm..fine..." Davin, rolled his sleeve slightly to offer his wrist, Vincent took his arm and raised it go his mouth as davin watched with uneasiness.

"Just a warning, this may sting..." Vincent warned, Davin watched as fangs grew from Vincent's teeth and sank into his wrist.

Vincent's warning was true, his fangs stung a very sharp pain, Davin winced at the pain but eventually, it became numb, that stood there for, well, almost 10 minutes. Davin Felt his energy drop slightly until Vincent stopped drinking and let go of his hand.

" woah, ok, that was weird..." Davin said as he rubbed his wrist and inspecting it

" Well, at least I wasn't a pure blood, if I was, you would've turned into a half vampire," Vincent said, forming his fangs back, "like me.." wiping the little blood he had on his mouth

" Yeah maybe.." Davin said, still looking at his wrist, sitting back down.

Vincent checked the time, it was 3:20,

"Well, I'm going back to my room.." Vincent said.

" ok!" Davin said in response, sitting down while still looking curiously at his wrist.

But little did they know, they still were both flustered by what Vincent said...."or I kiss you."

' why the heck did I / He say that...?' They both thought, Davin by burrying face in his planner journal and Vincent leaning against his door.

Davin eventually went to his room, still trying to figure out why he was still feeling this way when it was just a few words..

' I know I'm Bi but I can take a few words like that from anyone!" Davin reasoned with himself in his mind

He went to his desk and pulled out a few plans for the wedding he was planning .

' yeah, he's just a roommate so it would be weird to hear him say that..'

And just like that, he went back to planning the wedding.

Vincent decided to take a nap and set an alarm for 2 hours.

"but what if I did have to kiss him...?..." his dream self wondered, before he could process it, the scene was unraveling before him.

"' °° I was watching my self and davin in the living room- wait what? what is happening?

" it's either I drink a bit of your blood or I kiss you" I heard myself say to davin, he sighed. he looked around nervously as he took a step closer,

" well, a kiss won't hurt.." I watch as I see myself nod.

I have mixed feelings about this exchange. I continue to watch as davin approached me and waited for a response to which I just went in..? this just feels like I'm watching two Sims kiss, is this just some lucid dream?! why am I dreaming of this?? I see him as a friend...right? or do I..? I watch as we kiss, and then it quickly progresses they- nope. nope nope nope nope. I'm out of here.°°'"

Vincent woke up to the sound of his alarm, he stared at the ceiling, feeling weird and conflicted.

" what the heck did I dream about?" Vincent sat up, rubbing his eyes then getting out of his bed.

He checks his phone, it was 5, he turned his phone off and he saw his reflection....He was blushing?

Vincent shook his head and slapped himself.

" no time for that, it's time for work.."

He got up, prepared his stuff, went to shower and got ready.

Davin went outside his room to have a snack, he saw Vincent about to leave on his way out,

" by le Vince." Davin bid goodbye, waving to Vincent.

" good..goodbye!" Vincent blurted out quickly as he rushed out the door.

"Huh, that's weird..." Davin Said to himself while going to the kitchen

Davin prepared a sandwich and sat down,

Just as if nothing happened.