Once upon a time

fair·y tale noun a fabricated story, especially one intended to deceive.

[vivxre]

Once Upon a Time

fair·y tale noun a fabricated story, especially one intended to deceive.

[velvetvampires-rp]

❝    Deprived of love from the world where we exist, we shall unite and rise above, those who                           banished us into darkness. Those who abhor our names.” — A.C     ❞

      Since long, vampires have existed. Scattered all around the world, all with the same instincts. All suffering the same disadvantages as well as struggles. From the start the goal has been to keep their race hidden for the sake of protection as well as the well-fare of the race dominating the planet they inhibit. Humans, god’s creation as they are referred to.

      By the end of the first millennia after the birth of Christ, a group consisting of twenty hemovores, from twenty countries, all formerly members of The Vampire Council concluded there had to be a dramatic change to the way of their kindred, create order to put an end to the lingering turmoil. Their solution? To create a row of different societies, all with different leaders, and values based on culture. Clans. However, there were a few overall guidelines of course, which all pledged to follow. And thus began an alignment of vampires

     The House of Velvet is one amongst many clans created after the agreement, with one of its bases situated in Russia and the other in South Korea. Typical for the elders among members are their overall uptight attitudes and luxurious ways of living. With a high interest for culture and and etiquette, they are easily recognized by their way of conducting themselves in social situations, well mannered, well dressed and well educated.

     But as every other society, this one has its twists as well. After years of internecine conflicts, the South Korean management was dismissed and the clan ended up under full Russian supervision for two centuries, only to be returned to vampires of Korean ethnicity by the end of October 2013. But of course with twisted motifs. For the sake of keeping the clan under better control, they put it under one leader instead of several, someone who would be able to keep the other hemovores in line with ease. A vampire like anyone else as it might seem, but one born into his true nature. One of proper age and heritage. One, of Hungarian Royalty. 

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[serdtsa]

" She’d forget me within a year or so. " He mumbles, eyeing the other a bit more carefully before he forces himself to look away.  He needs to stop looking at the other, he really does. But he can’t, and it makes him feel even less like himself. So he ends up closing his eyes, not re-opening them until the next blood bag is pressed into his hand and he winces. " I… this won’t make me better. It’s not blood loss, I’m too cold. " He utters. " My.. body is freezing from the inside. "

[vivxre]

"Don't be ridiculous. We both know she wouldn't." He shook his head, not knowing how to get the older male to understand what he was trying to say. With a sigh, Kittos glanced at the vampire, feeling him look at him every couple of seconds. "How do we stop that? I don't want you to freeze to death." 

[vivxre]

[vivxre]

He sighed and sat at the edge of the bed. “You still have to eat. It does no one any good for you to wither away like this,” the younger blond said carefully, watching the vampire as he brought the blood bag up to his lips and drank slowly. “Think of Alisa. Who would take care of her...

[vivxre]

"She still needs her father. She'd miss you if you were gone." He said nothing about how he couldn't bear the thought of raising a child, his child at that, without the vampire by his side. Frowning when Aleksei didn't look any better despite having fed, he sat up and opened the second blood bag. "Here, drink this one too." Kittos presses it into his hand, forcing him to curl his fingers around it. Every crack and rip on the other's body made him flinch and hiss as if the too could feel the same. "Please...you have to get better. I don't like seeing you like this."

[serdtsa]

As soon as solitude is there to envelope him once more, it is as if his body falls right back into its previous state of shock. Shuddering almost uncontrollably for a few seconds before he forces himself to grow calm. Calmer. At least. His fingertips curl further against warm fabric, listening intently to the way the other moves through his home, eyes closed and features slowly relaxing. At least until Kittos returns and he peers at him carefully. He’s trying to suffocate the bursting little flame of sudden affection, rippling through his veins when he’s handed the first blood bag, taking it in his frail hands though merely staring at it. ” But I’m not hungry… ” He protests meagrely, knowing it won’t exactly help. And in the end he brings the blood bag to  his lips, parts them without further saying, feeding himself slowly. 

[vivxre]

He sighed and sat at the edge of the bed. "You still have to eat. It does no one any good for you to wither away like this," the younger blond said carefully, watching the vampire as he brought the blood bag up to his lips and drank slowly. "Think of Alisa. Who would take care of her if you were gone?" Kittos asked, laying down on the bed to stare up at the ceiling. He was more tired than he ever remembered being. And he knew he couldn't blame it all on not having been in a proper house for months. He was too used to wandering the streets and forests for that.

[serdtsa]

There is a faint moment where he wants to respond to the other, lips parting only to close when words refuse to escape him. Instead he just nods, a slow brief motion. Performed carefully to keep more of his skin from chapping in places where it would sting far more than it already did. Don’t take too long. He doesn’t say it aloud, even though he wants to, lowers his gaze once more to stare at his pale hands. Lacing his fingers together and pulling them apart, over and over.  

[vivxre]

Kittos hurried past the bed, not glancing at it again, for the sake of his sanity. He couldn't stand to see the older male like this. The house was painfully quiet and empty, and he wished Alissa was there so she could ease the discomfort he felt at being there. Grabbing a couple of blood bags from the freezer, he padded back upstairs. "Here we go." He opened one of them and handed it to Aleksei. "Drink all of it. I'll be watching." 

[serdtsa]

He gives a brief nod when the other speaks, as to confirm that he heard him. He doesn’t know what to say anymore, what to do. There’s nothing aside from emptiness within the cavity he calls his chest. Emptiness that’s slowly filled with fear. ” Borrow something. ” He mumbled when wrapped up in blankets, fingers curling into soft fabric when forced to look up. He flinches a little, allowing another crackling to echo between the walls of his room. But he doesn’t make a single exclamation, not a single sign shown in response to the pain that shoots through his spine the very second he meets the other’s gaze, only a silent glint within watery blue hues. ” Two days. “

[vivxre]

"I will. You don't have to look at me like that, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before," he muttered the last part to himself as he let go when the older blond finally looked up at him. Kittos winced at the loud cracking noise that echoed in the room. "I'll get something from the fridge..." he said as he grabbed  a pair of underwear from the drawer and slipped it on. "Just stay here, okay?" 

[serdtsa]

" Where they always are. " He mumbled, hoping the other would remember. It is rude of him to do this, to ask for support from someone he knows he’s not been treating in the best of ways lately. Somebody he needs so desperately that he has begun to push them away. It’s foul, he knows. And it doesn’t really help the mental state he finds himself in. " You’re naked. " He points out when he finally looks up to eye the other, completely ignoring the question he had been asked. 

[vivxre]

"Found them." Kittos didn't miss the way the older male avoided the question he'd asked him. Lips pressing into a thin life, he unfolded some of the blankets and wrapped them carefully around the other. "It tends to happen when I shift into a horse. Pants don't really fit on my legs then." He grabbed Aleks's chin, tilting his head up so he'd look at him. "Answer my question." 

[serdtsa]

" No. " He utters silently, reluctantly letting the other go when he’s set down, however not moving a single muscle, just sitting with his back and shoulders hunched. His gaze lowers again, rests by the floor when the other shifts back to his human form. He doesn’t look up either, merely staring at his own hands, watching the chapped areas around his joints and nails. " I… I’m sorry for calling you out here like this. " He brings himself to say it in the end, voice still as raspy as previously. And even though regret is not present in his senses, never will be, it’s almost an instinctive action. Because he has been taught, that these are moments where he should apologize and unhesitatingly so. 

[vivxre]

His frowned deepened. "Where are the blankets? We need to warm you up..." Kittos mumbled, mostly to himself as he glanced around the room. It had been a long time since he'd been there. His hands clenched uselessly at his sides at the raspy apology. "Don't mention it. Really." The last thing the centaur wanted to think about was that, how the only time Aleksei had bothered to contact him recently was when he was falling apart because of another man. He focused instead on his worry and need to take care of the older male. He shuffled towards the cupboard where the extra blankets were and grabbed a pile to cover the vampire with. "When was the last time you drank blood?" 

[vivxre]

He doesn’t protest when he’s lifted, when he can rest his weary muscles against warmth. Warmth he finds familiar. He practically curls against the other, feels stupidly juvenile for doing so too, but he can’t help himself. Everything he is is breaking down, senses shutting out everything he knows as wrong and right as he seeks purchase and comfort in the only thing he knows he has. Kittos. His palm is cold, as it moves to rest upon the other’s strong chest, as his head turns and he eyes the familiarity of safety. He doesn’t speak a word, doesn’t utter a syllable. Still barely breathes for the sake of not shivering. He wants to apologize, for making this call out of the blue, when contact between them has been severed for so long. He also wants to apologize for being stupid, because he knows it’s the right thing to do. But he can’t. 

He tightened his hold slightly when the other curled into him. A smile wanted to curl over his lips at the familiar action, but it was soon dashed by the reminder of why he was there. Uncomfortable shivers ran down his spine when the cold hands were placed on his chest and he looked down worriedly at the vampire. Kitts needed to find a way to warm him up, and soon. "Is there a fireplace or something I can turn on?" the younger blond asked, setting Aleksei down carefully. With a loud crack, he shifted back to his human form, not thinking about his nakedness. 

[vivxre]

He lifts his gaze slowly, lets it rest by familiar features. But he doesn’t smile like he usually would have. Doesn’t grin in that same way he usually does whenever they see each other. ” I’m fine down here. ” He mutters, letting his hues return their focus to the tiling, to the stretch of whites and blacks. ” I don’t want to move, I don’t think I can carry m own weight right now anyway.” He then adds a moment later, sighing in silent protest. If closely eyes, his veins are visible beneath the paleness of his skin, complexion chapped here and there, where he has moved too many times, mostly around his fingers and elbows, but also by the edges of his eyes. 

The younger male pursed his lips, noticing how pale and frail Aleksei looked. "Then you won't have to." As gently as he could, gentler than he'd ever been with anything else, he slipped his arms underneath the blond and picked him up in his arms. Kittos stood up slowly, trying not to think about the emptiness in his own chest when the vampire didn't even smile at him. Even with years of experience, it still hurt to be reminded that he was never the first choice, "Let's carry you up to your room," he murmured quietly, stepping towards the stairs and climbing them slowly to avoid having his hooves slip again.

[vivxre]

[ Message : Imbecile ]  As previously stated, no promises.  He set the phone down on the kitchen counter, fingers curling tightly around themselves, as obliviously ignoring the way it makes the bones in his hand give away displeased crackling noises. Because if truth were to be put into words, himself is the least he can care about at that very moment, and it’s apparent in everything he does. Curls of blond lay mussed atop of his head, hues drained of color — similar to washed out blue in hue — and his skin is so much paler than it usually is. As white as the snow and ice his mere being is built upon. This flow of emotion is so unusual, so unfamiliar that it makes his very core throb with indistinguishable swirls of whatever it is that he’s actually feeling. Emptiness, anger, sorrow. Desperation. In the end it has him caving a bit more than he wishes to, the tiling of his kitchen floor feeling warm in contrast to his own skin. He finds it comfortable, to lay there. Still and peaceful, watching millimeter by millimeter of patterns spread out in front of him, let his fingertips move across them as he tries not to forget to breathe.  He doesn’t even flinch when the door is pushed open, when he hears the other’s voice. His throat is dry, vocal chords tired from screaming over and over again, from causing ruckus he usually avoided. It makes his words silent and hushed, as broken as they could ever actually sound. “Kitchen. “

Kittos ignored the latest message, tossing the phone on the table by the front door. He was at the other's house now, he didn't need it to talk to Aleksei. Hearing the broken sound of the other's voice, the centaur clambered down the hallway, hissing when his hoofs slipped a couple of times on the smooth tile. 

"Aleks?" he asked as he stepped into the kitchen. His brow furrowed when he saw the man laying down on the floor. "Aleks...What are you doing down there?" Kittos sighed, kneeling on his front legs as he reached up to brush the older male's hair with his fingers. "Let's go somewhere more comfortable. 

[vivxre]

[ Message : Imbecile ] Alright.  [ Message : Imbecile ] No promises.  [ Message : Imbecile ]  As long as… I don’t have to be alone I don’t mind if you break down the fucking door. 

[ Message : Asshole ] I'm almost there, you can hold on until there

[ Message : Asshole ] You know I'd break down more than that to get to you

Kittos squeezed the phone in his hand after locking the screen. Normally he was not so careless to run around in his real form through the city, but that had been the fastest way to get there. He didn't bother knocking as he pushed the door open, hooves clattering on the smooth tiles. "Alexs, I'm here." 

[vivxre]

[ Message : Imbecile ]  Dmitriy.  [ Message : Imbecile ] It’s open. I’m alone. I dropped Alisa of somewhere where she’ll be safe while I… don’t know what I’m doing.  [ Message : Imbecile ] Please hurry. 

[ Message : Asshole ] Oh...

[ Message : Asshole ] Okay...okay. I will check up on her later. Don't do anything stupid. Please

[ Message : Asshole ] I'm almost there. Hope you don't mind hoof prints

[vivxre]

[ Message : Imbecile ] /He/  [ Message : Imbecile ] I don’t even want to associate myself with his name anymore, it tastes bittersweet.  [ Message : Imbecile ] Home…. [ Message : Imbecile ] I’m… home. 

[ Message : Asshole ] I don't even know who /he/ fucking is

[ Message : Asshole ] You don't have to tell me

[ Message : Asshole ] I will be there in a little, I'm nearby

[ Message : Asshole ] Leave the door open for me

[vivxre]

[ Message : Imbecile ] Kittos…  [ Message : Imbecile ] I… I think he left me.  [ Message : Imbecile ] I don’t know what to do [ Message : Imbecile ] I feel cold… [ Message : Imbecile ] I need you. [ Message : Imbecile ] I don’t even know if this number is in use anymore. But I’m desperate. 

[ Message : Asshole ] Aleksei? 

[ Message : Asshole ] Who? 

[ Message : Asshole ] I was about to deactivate this….

[ Message : Asshole ] Where are you? 

[ Message : Asshole ] I’ll go to where you are, don’t move okay?

[sicheng]