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can i come inside ? Lachlan / Pietro
“Um you wanna come inside my room? I mean.. I’m not saying no, I’m just saying that there isn’t really much in here,” Pietro rambled, his gaze wide as he stood in front of Lachlan. He really did like the other and so, he didn’t want him to be disappointed in the state of his bedroom within the compound, since it was pretty bare. “There’s a bed... and some small things, like a photo of my family. It’s not all that exciting.”
‘i’m not stupid. i know this is bad.’ (lachlan)
“You could have gotten killed!” Pietro was doing his best to keep calm, though the thought of having to lose the man he loved was driving him crazy. “I know that you’re a vampire but that doesn’t mean you are invincible Lachlan!” Taking a deep breath, he knelt down beside him. “I... I don’t wanna do this without you ok?”
forget who we are , let's make our new life together . (lachlan for pietro)
Pietro stared up at the other from where he lay on his chest, a small smirk slowly tugging at his lips. “Are you asking me to run away with you, Lachlan? Why? Have you done something bad?” He teased, his hand resting on his cheek, “or are you just wanting to be really romantic all of a sudden?”
❛ WE SHOULD FUCK. like right now , right here. hard , fast. pin me down , kiss me hard , look me in the eyes and fuck me like you’ve never fucked someone before. ❜ (Lachlan Pietro)
Pietro’s eyes widened as he listened to Lachlan, taken aback by the sudden outburst. He wasn’t complaining, since he did enjoy getting to kiss and enjoy intimate moments with the other, but he hadn’t quite been expecting it when he had only just came home. “And hello to you too?” He teased, making his way over to the other and pulling him in for a gentle kiss. “Are you sure?”
❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ (lachlan)
Pietro raised his brow as he looked over to where Lachlan was sat. “You know with you saying that, it makes it sound like it was you,” he teased, “though I’m not quite sure what it is you might be referencing. Was it not you who made a mess in the kitchen this morning or was it not you sneaking in late last night and setting off the sensors?” There was soon a smile on his lips, “I’m only teasing by the way...”
Damaged|| Lachlan/Mathis
He was never meant to get away. In his head and in his head, Lachlan new that. He knew it was a fluke that he was able to break free of the chains that held him. He got lucky that his captor had been too distracted by his very sudden broken nose to realize that Lachlan had slipped his cuffs. It was a stroke of luck that through his fight to be free he managed to sleep free. So focused on the pain that went with having a fang torn from him that he barely registered the pain that came with breaking a few of the bones in his thumbs to be free. \
As he reared back and smashed his head into his hunter's nose, blood poured not just from the man’s face but from Lach’s mouth. The loss of the fang pained him and the cuts and bruises as well as the broke bones he’d sustained only added too it. Lachlan hadn’t stopped to consider options, the moment he was free, the moment he was able to knock the man back, he pounced. The fang his still hand, as well as the rest of his teeth, tore through the throat of the man with ease.
He was an animal designed for one thing and one thing only. He’d spent a century respectively ignoring the beast inside of him, but when the moment came, when he truly needed to give in, his monster was right there, waiting and ready. The man, Lachlan didn’t know. His name had not been told to him and even if it had, he didn’t care. He was dead and Lachlan had found himself free.
He hadn’t even been that far from home, which shocked him. A little warehouse near the river. He was almost sure he’d walked past it a few times on his treck around the little town. It hardly mattered, though. Where one hunter was, there was more. Lachlan had made up his mind the moment he’s stepped outside. He would not be staying in this town.
Under the cover of night, Lachlan moved quickly and quietly. His home had been trampled and turned into a crime scene. The tape, broken and torn away still remained in places. Someone had cared enough to try and look for him. At least for a moment. Lachlan didn’t feel much warmth in that thought. Not like he should have. Or perhaps would have, had he been the same man he was before. He didn’t need much light to go about his task of packing, but he turned on one small light on his bedside table. Just so that he could feel like he wasn’t completely alone.
It was such a silly concept, a vampire afraid of the dark, but Lachlan wasn’t completely free of his chains, not yet, so the light gave him a small bit of comfort. The only other comfort Lachlan found in his home was the scent of familiarity and the sense of calm. The bookstore had been wrecked, but his apartment had not been touched by the memories of the attack. His bed was still soft and inviting, though sleep was not likely to be found until he was out of town, possibly out of the country.
@ends-n-odds
