As he stepped inside, the vampires eyes met with the floor, shutting the door behind him before making is way over to the counter. It didn’t matter if the other had fully undressed or not, Leviticus kept his eyes focused away, wanting to give him privacy in case it was uncomfortable. The steamy air engulfed him as he set the clothes on the counter, continuing to face away as he spoke. “Its just a long sleeve shirt and pants made for sleeping… It should be comfortable…” He paused, stumbling in his train of thought before he noticed the soap and rags. It had been left there, and he was unsure if it was an accident or on purpose.
If this were any other point of time, knowing what he had to do would of made the vampire overcome with flustering nerves—
But the event from earlier was still fresh in his memory. How the demon had curled up and cried into him, like crumbling walls, and how his words were ice towards himself– it only made the vampires chest grow heavy and ache, hurting along side his. It also made Levi recall how he embraced him, wishing he could of done more— a growing desire to hold him, to take his arms and squeeze out whatever was causing Glasses so much angst.
He tried not to blame himself. The demons body had been bruised and tender, and sensitive to touch— He was glad he got hold his head in his lap in the first place. And the actions had pushed his feelings and developed what he thought was child-like daydreams, to shameless concern and yearning. like a switch– where moments found to be embarrassing were faced with maturity and acceptance.
Leviticus spoke up again, catching himself from glancing behind and keeping his back towards the tub. “–Did you want the soap? I can cover my eyes or… whatever you want. “ He shrugged, unaware if Glasses could even see it.
“Okay.. Thank you.” the demon managed closing his tired eyes but staying seated, upright instead of reclining once more even if it would be more comfort. He wanted to try and rest his headache off and with how dry his eyes felt they were not helping his weariness. Pale hands came up, bringing water to his face, it was warm and soothing and stung on his cuts and sores, washing off unseen dried blood and refreshing his eyes.
The silence was long but nearly unregistered, he assumed the other to have settled in and be reading by now maybe, Glasses crossed his arms once more, covering himself and feeling the sharp pains at his sides. The demon gave a short hiss in the silence as his fingers dug a little too deep with his rubbing and fresh blood joined the flakes of old blood in the water turning into a hazy pink. He squinted to see better what he reopened before looking up to Levi still standing by the counter.
“U-uh.. Yeah.. Don’t look..” He requested quietly. and moved arm to hold it out from the bathtub to help the other not peak. It was bad enough the demon felt guilty when their eyes met, but after knowing how world and his parents sins his own body image had become more dejected in time. It was hard to remember a time when they where kids, Levi had probably seen him a few times partly undressed but somehow even if it wasn’t his eyes he felt it was his fault if the other where to see him oddly, or even if it was just his own imagination that saw the situation like this, that he was nothing more then just a pitchblack demon with bad thoughts.
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