Home at last; //closed rp with Ventus-here//
It had been months and months since the raven had been home. He was travelling a lot, the Vampire-community being disturbed by some unknown force. Vanitas was exhausted and bleeding, holding his stomach, while he stared at his house. Softly, he whispered, nearing the door: “Ven… I’m hone…” He then fell unconcious. A wooden splinter was stuck in his stomach, preventing him from healing or traveling faster.
With the other half of his absent for like months, the blonde was left longing for their touch alone. In their mansion where he spent his time wandering and dwelling for the vampire’s return though sadly it was never too soon.
Still foreign sounds intruding his sacred mind left him on the tip on his toes. Had mortals found their secret nest in the depths of the woods? Though he had pray it was impossible yet nowadays it deems the opposite. Though when the voice of his lover rang through his ears, the next time that happened was him running out to meet the other.
He stood their in mortal terror though with the sight he was greeted, the ravenette lay there in a ball, his back hunched whilst the oozing of blood never cease to stop and Ventus knew all too well that cause of it. With that he came embracing his lovers in his hands, carrying the other with utmost care to their own domain. Though he hesitated with the thought of pulling the stake out of him yet if he deem the opposite then Vanitas wouldn’t even be self regenerating.
