You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen 💗
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“Uh guys, j-just wait here for a sec, yeah?” Zayn quickly unlocked his front door and banged it shut behind him, awkwardly leaving his three work friends standing on his doorstep. It had to be done, he had to be sure Liam wasn’t back.
He stepped cautiously into his living room first, hissing out Liam’s name but got no response. He frowned slightly in disappointment, it had been weeks since the other man had shown up in his house.
Zayn shook the thought out of his head and quickly headed to the kitchen which was dark, still. He slipped slightly on the tiled floor before he caught himself on the counter. Cursing his racing heart, he reached over to switch on the light -
Two dead bodies stared back at him from his floor. He jolted and opened his mouth to scream before another large hand covered his mouth.
“Sssh! It’s just me.” Liam stood behind him, still in the clothes Zayn gave him when he last showed up, a red plaid shirt and some jeans. But those clothes were now smeared with blood and torn on the sides. Zayn gagged at the scent of metallic blood.
“What the fuck, Liam?” He hissed at the other man who was now frowning at Zayn’s tone. Yeah, frown at that you piece of -
He cut himself off when Louis banged on his front door. “Zayn, you okay in there?” He sounded hesitant and of fucking course he did, he just left his three coworkers standing outside his house at night because there was a vampire in here.
Zayn leaned in close to Liam and whispered venemously, “How many fucking times have I told you not to leave dead bodies in my kitchen?”
Liam frowned, “Well it’s the only place in your house with a side entrance from the forest, if you’d rather I leave it in the living room - “
“No!” He said loudly before lowering his voice again, wary of his guests waiting outside.
“Just don’t leave them anywhere and God, would you help me now with these? I’ve got guests!”
The other man was now stuck with a permanent frown. “Guests? What guests? Are you trying to date again?”
Zayn blushed something fierce and scowled at Liam. “No! And for God’s sake clean your mouth, you’re covered in blood. Also, the bodies. Were they - ?”
Liam pursed his lips, “Not good.” Zayn nodded carefully, he never asked questions about who the dead bodies were as living people and he wasn’t going to start now.
By now the banging had become consistent. He heard Harry and Niall bickering whether to break down the door. His eyes widened, that would invite too much attention from his neighbours and put Liam in danger.
Ever since the other man, vampire, elemental whatever, walked into his house one rainy morning, dripping wet, skin flushed like he’d been running and oh yeah did Zayn mention he was naked? Butt naked. He’d taken to hanging out around Zayn and stayed at his house like the unwanted guest he was.
But over time he had snuggled into a place in Zayn’s heart and he wasn’t going to call it love but maybe something like it. Oh gross, he was all sappy now.
The door knob turned as Zayn made his way back to the entrance and it gave way to reveal three worried and concerned friends. Zayn cringed at their expressions and felt guilty.
Suddenly, Louis’ eyes trailed over to something behind Zayn’s shoulder and he saw the man’s jaw drop open. Zayn felt cold shock overcome him, oh God they’d seen Liam, the bodies, the blood, they were going to run and call the police and -
A strong shoulder came into his view from the side. Liam’s deep voice introduced himself. “Hi, I’m Liam, Zayn’s boyfriend. Sorry it took so long, the kitchen was a mess thanks to me.”
With that, he winked, winked at his friends, and he saw Harry blush in answer. Through his shock, Zayn noticed he’d changed out of the ruined shirt into a grey button-up that was not buttoned up completely. He all but refrained himself from licking his lips at the sight of those abs.
Liam turned to Zayn and leaned down to whisper in his ear. From the corner of his eye, he could see his shocked friends staring at them curiously.
“The bodies are gone, it’s all clean, don’t worry.” He smiled quickly at him before surprisingly leaning down to place a chaste kiss on his cheekbone. He left through the front door, leaving Zayn to stare at him with a fried brain.
Harry broke the silence first, “Where’d you find him?”
Zayn replied numbly, “The forest.”
Louis grinned teasingly, “Those abs eh?”
“Oh fuck off Lou!” They all went further into the thankfully clean house leaving behind a still-confused Harry.
“Is The Forest a gay club or what?” He called out after them.
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