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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 9, 2014 19:40:41 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc "Well, it is my mom. She can be a bit overbearing sometimes." This definitely wasn't a lie. His parents were always telling him what was best for him and their security as nobles. His home was so full of rules that the ones added by the school were nothing in comparison. He was honestly lucky that they let him be friends with Reagan, but secretly he knew that they were just trying to follow the new trends that many of the purebloods were adapting as well. Humans weren't just food now a days and they had to keep up.
Though Kyler didn't and couldn't blame his parents for wanting to appease the higher ups. Perhaps in was inherent in all lesser vampires, but Kyler sort of felt the same way. Though this meant following rules placed upon him, whether he wanted to or not. It put him in situations like these, where he had to constantly lie to the only person that had remained to be his true friend. He felt guilty, but he knew it was a necessary guilt regardless.
"It's no big deal, promise." He said, absently taking another small bite of Reagan's dinner. Though with the lack of response from his friend, it caused him to glance over his shoulder to then notice that he wasn't even there any more. Kyler frowned, turning on his heel to follow the scent of his friend. His pace quickened when he noticed the boy bent over a trash can.
Instant worry and concern flooded him as he moved to Reagan's side. He tossed his friends food away, paranoid that it was because of the burger that he was sick, but there was red on Rea's lips that shouldn't have been there. Blood? It couldn't be, Kyl didn't smell it as being human blood. Kyler swallowed hard and lowered his gaze, stopping Reagan by standing in his way.
He was avoiding eye contact, scared, sullen. "I'm a vampire."
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 9, 2014 19:54:07 GMT -9
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"I guess so, it's still weird." He just shrugged a bit, Reagan should be used to this yet he wasn't. What was he supposed to do right now? That confused him a tad bit, but Reagan wouldn't comment anymore. Let Kyler do whatever his parents actually wanted. Apparently. He didn't understand some of the things his friend did, how could he? This was just not something he wanted to think about. Sighing lightly he just tried to straighten up. His body was starting to hurt once again. It made him feel sick, what was he supposed to do? Reagan had a feeling he'd end up falling over soon. Or just throwing up again. Who know. Seriously it was really strange to him. He'd rather not dig into those things once again.
"Sure sure, no big deal." Reagan rolled his eyes in response to that, he was not sure what to do. This was already starting to be a bit awkward, and he'd rather not get into that sort of thing either. Perhaps. What was he supposed to do. Reagan's body felt like it was starting to fall again. And he didn't know how to handle this sort of thing either. He was throwing up again, the moment he paused his stomach was emptied again. Even if there wasn't very much in there. How could he handle this? It'd probably not end up helping either. Pretty much. "K-Kyler...?" He tried to speak more then that but his voice wasn't working that well. Or his body just didn't want him to talk now.
He looked over at Kyler, and tried to follow what he was saying. This wasn't going to help was it? He started to stumble a bit, like he wanted to go around Kyler. But the words he said, what Reagan thought he heard. Just what was that even? He couldn't understand it. "A vampire...? Kyler...what? I-I mean it explains a lot.." He stumbled, and fell against Kyler. His skin was warm to the touch, and Reagan just felt tired. His eyes were drifting closed, the boy had fainted against Kyler, his body limp. The boy seemed to be almost dead weight even if Kyler was a vampire.
Reagan might only think this was still a dream and not real. But his stomach was barely pleased thanks to that thing he took a bite out of. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 9, 2014 20:25:16 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Reagan was out of it already before he'd even said what he had, and it may not have been the right time, but Kyler just blurted it out. His own form of vomit. He regretted it though, despite the mass amount of weight that lifted off of his chest. His heart was thudding in his chest but he couldn't hear it, only Reagan's. When he listened to his response, it caused Kyl to lift his eyes to him, sincerely confused. It was as if Rea had already suspected it, but there was no way he would have been able to think such a thing unless he was being insincere.
"Reagan.." Kyler muttered in response, prepared to ask him questions, or denounce what he'd just said as a joke. However, the moment his friends body swayed forward he shut his mouth and stepped forward to grab him. He gasped, taking in air through his lungs sharply, as he held onto his friends limp form tightly. His eyes had grown wide, a bit shocked regardless of how he shouldn't have been. He swore under his breath for the second time tonight, not even knowing what to do.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you.." He said, lifting Reagan into his arms and sighing dismally to himself. Now there was figuring out where he was going to take him so he could wait for the guy to wake up. After walking around the park, making sure that no one had noticed them, Kyler found a bench and set Reagan down. Kneeling beside the bench he watched him curiously, wondering how he was supposed to wake him without incense or water...
Water.
A light bulb went off in his head and Kyler glanced over at the grass behind the bench. It would have to do. In a fluid motion he raised his right hand and drew the water out of a small patch, drying them and causing the greenery to die, though it had little effect on him. Allowing the 'cup full' size of water to travel over the bench, he positioned it carefully over Reagan's face so he wouldn't get any of his clothes wet..and let it go.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 9, 2014 20:42:11 GMT -9
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Reagan didn't remember what happened after they talked, his body had fallen. He would have thought he'd hit the ground. But of course the boy was just stuck with this. And he could only sigh once again, trying to wake up was easier said then done. Kyler was there, he could feel him. But Reagan was just panting in his sleep like state. Starting to wake up a little bit as they moved, but he wanted to be stubborn. He did not wish to wake up right now, it'd only end in him getting hurt really. He knew that much. He could only feel so relaxed here and his thoughts were struggling with that thing Kyler said. About him being a vampire, just how? What? When? How long? Reagan had so many questions but his body wasn't letting him move or do anything.
Groaning a bit he just tried to open his eyes. He tried to wake up and his body was starting to move again. The water hitting his face jolted him right out of that. What was he supposed to do? For this moment he'd rather not end up getting into either. Sighing lightly he just shook his head. "KYLER! why did you do that...agh my head hurts...What happened?" He couldn't help it, but what happened. This was already strange enough for him. Though he'd deal with it somehow. Or at least attempt to. Either way it wasn't going to get him anywhere either by this point pretty much.
He remembered things, the details were starting to come back. A little bit, but what was he supposed to do. "Kyler...so that...vampire thing. It's true." He wasn't saying he was against this. Really it wasn't so bad to him. He wanted to hear more, but Kyler wouldn't tell him that right? Probably. "U-ugh my head hurts...Kyler, did I like fall or something?" He blinked and glanced at Kyler, wondering what he'd do. This whole vampire thing was hard for him to wrap his mind around but he was still trying. The best he could at least. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 9, 2014 21:00:49 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Kyler shrank when Reagan jolted upright. He didn't think he'd wake up that easily, or quickly. It had taken him by surprise though he'd been much more frightened by the loud shouting of his name. He waited for Reagan to start panicking or freaking out at him for what happened just a minute ago, but when their supposed debate didn't start his shoulders slowly unfurled and he sat up a little straighter.
"Sorry." He said quietly, apologizing for the water to the face though that was the least thing written down on the long mental list of things he had to apologize for. He didn't know what to do about Reagan's head hurting, but he figured they'd be going back to the dorms soon anyway. There was a simple way he could fix his headache as well, but Kyler wanted to hear what Rea had to say first. Wiping his memory just seemed wrong, but was it more wrong than letting him keep it? That was the dilemma.
He didn't say a word, at least not yet. He was curious what his friend would do, how he would really react, or if he'd even remember. If he ended up thinking that he was just joking Kyler would go along with it. At least in that scenario he wouldn't have to take bits of his memory away. However as Reagan slowly began to admit what was on his mind Kyler felt sick himself. He reverted his eyes, looking down at his knees that were bent in front of him.
"Well..." He didn't want to just say yes. He could so easily play it off now if he wanted, but their friendship was standing in the way of him lying this time. "I dunno." That was the lamest thing he could have said, but he didn't admit or deny it, so it made him feel a lot less like a total ass hole.
He shook his head in response to Reagan's question, avoiding eye contact still. "No I er..I caught you. You just fainted."
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 9, 2014 21:14:32 GMT -9
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This was so confusing, what was Kyler doing? Kyler seemed to just be playing him all over again. Figures typical thing when it came to Kyler, apparently. With a laugh he just tried to play this off. Even if his head really hurt. This was not bad but not good either. From what he noticed at the very least anyway right now. "Sorry for what! just explain what's going on here..." He wanted to know, he really wanted to know. Reagan was so confused by this, and it was only making his head hurt once again. Why was he stuck in this? Why did Kyler say that. Could this all just be a trick, perhaps. Who knew. He was not able to wrap his mind around this sort of thing right now. "You don't know, you don't know. Hah...you are just tricking me again aren't you?" Reagan laughed, he tried to play that this didn't bother him.
Standing up he tried to make sure his body was steady as he shook the hair out of his eyes. He was starting to feel a little weird still. But this wasn't going to matter either. Kyler seemed to be playing this off too. So he probably was joking. Reagan's head still hurt though. "I guess...I'll just go back to my room and rest, you can stay out here if you want. Don't know why I feel sick now. Really pulling that joke on me was...well I dunno." He just shrugged, and kept that expression on his face. He was a bit sore now, and he wanted it to go away.
The Kyler avoiding eye contact was something he was used to, and it made him feel uncomfortable. But he just forced a smile, and waved to Kyler. "I'll see ya later man, unless you are going back too..? You probably want to have fun without school after all." He was upset, not obviously but yes Reagan was slightly upset. It bothered him more then he'd want to admit. Why did Kyler do that? Was it really just a joke. He was trying to wrap his mind around this sort of stuff. Though it'd probably not end up working.
Reagan wanted to know what Kyler would say. After all Kyler liked to play jokes. And he seemed to be doing so again but Reagan didn't entirely buy it. That was written all over his face as he started to think about going home. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 9, 2014 21:35:25 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc He knew he shouldn't feel bad for what he was, and he usually wasn't, but being yelled at like this made him falter. He was a noble, one of the many that were dwindling in number. Kyler was a rarity, a gem. In comparison to Reagan he was royalty. It would have been off hand for any lesser vampire to talk to him this way, so why was he allowing Rea to? He often questioned himself, as to why he was friends with him and why he allowed the boy to talk to him this way. However each and every time he remembered all of the reasons that he liked this person so much, and why the difference in his attitude was refreshing and made him want to keep coming back.
When Reagan stood he lifted his head and watched him closely. It surprised Kyler that he had the audacity to just leave him like this. He didn't do anything wrong, at least not that he was aware of. He couldn't understand how Reagan felt, and it was beginning to frustrate him when he looked at this through the eyes of a noble vampire that deserved attention, that deserved respect. He stood up and turned to watch Reagan continue to walk away, but he couldn't have this, he wouldn't.
Kyler ran to him, catching up within a matter of seconds as he used his heightened speed. He grabbed his friend from behind, ignoring all of that he'd just said and pretending it didn't happen but it was illogical to do so. "Don't just walk away from me." He muttered, his voice eerily low, serious, and quiet. He wasn't joking around anymore, Kyler was being uncharacteristically serious.
With his arms around around Reagan's shoulders, he pulled him close and held him tightly, refusing to let go even if he protested. "Why must you talk to me that way? Why is it that you always try to leave?" It angered him that Reagan walked away like he did, knowing that his friend was upset but not telling him. He was a hypocrite, but Kyler felt he had a reason to be, and deep down he felt entitled to as well.
"What I said was true." He said, his breath brushing against Reagan's flesh at the nape of his neck as he took in his sent and felt the warmth of his skin against his nose. "Are you scared?" Kyler's fangs were already extending at the mere thought that Reagan would be. His eyes flashed a bright luminescent red, his inner monster tempting him to do what he shouldn't.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 9, 2014 22:07:09 GMT -9
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Reagan wasn't sure what to say, Kyler had caught him off guard with this. That whole vampire thing was that even true? What was he supposed to do. It seemed for a moment his friend was trying to play this off. For whatever reason it seemed, yet he'd rather not dig into that. It'd probably not end up helping him. By this point he was probably stuck in some more awkward matters here. Reagan felt bad, he wanted to make Kyler happy. Though it'd do him little good by this point. He should have already known that stuff. He wanted to turn back, yet he wouldn't. Or more of couldn't. He wanted to see if Kyler would come after him,and that was just what the vampire did. Go figure, he actually appeared. What even though? Reagan hadn't even heard him move. So this was explaining things little by little to him once again it seemed. "What, you said it was just a joke and I feel like crap. So either come home with me or you can stand out here." He was not being mean, no Reagan didn't want to be mean. He was just tired.
And he really did feel like crap. His head was still swimming and everything in between by now it seemed. So much for succeeding somewhere and not screwing up for once. But did things ever work out that easily. He'd be lying if he thought they ever did really. Reagan glanced back at Kyler with a small yawn. "You ask for it, you should know this by now. You know....Kyler you are my best friend, and I want to help you. But are you telling me the truth or just playing me." Kyler couldn't scare him. The male had been his friend for years. It was just the rumors he heard about vampires, and other things. That startled him the most right now. And he'd rather just give up on dwelling on this. But then that'd just be way too hard. It wasn't likely to happen even if he wanted it to at this rate. He shouldn't have been so surprised though should he?
Kyler's noble status had never mattered to him. He would not respect nobles, they were just other people who thought they deserved more than they did. Minus Kyler. Kyler never thought that way, not from what he knew, but he also never asked as well. So what was he supposed to do? He blushed, and thought he felt the fangs or something on his neck. What was he going to do here? It might not end up helping him much either. So now he was just stuck on this spot, and he'd need to figure it out to some other thing. Kyler had him stuck, Kyler had him in some weird way it seemed. Go figure. It was not going to help either now was it? Sighing lightly he'd just tried to relax. Trying to keep his body from being dragged into this. "I-I'm not scared okay. You are my best friend Kyler...why would you scare me?" He didn't get the vampire thing, but feeling Kyler this close. It might be a bit unnerving. Yet he never spoke of it.
Reagan was shivering though, his body being unsteady and this happening. It just made him feel weird, and he didn't know entirely how to handle it. Why would he? So perhaps he needed to shrug this off. And somehow manage to do this some other way. Kyler wouldn't do anything to him right? MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 9, 2014 22:29:10 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc To be called his best friend. As always it made him happy, but considering what he wanted from him it also made Kyler feel uneasy and hateful towards himself. Reagan didn't have any real reason to fear him, for he had no genuine intention of doing great harm to this boy. He cared a lot about him after all and Reagan was his best friend too. He frowned, his eyes closing as he listened to the heart beat of the human boy before him. It was raising and thudding, it made Kyler wonder if he was really being honest with him or not.
"I can hear your heart beating. Don't try to lie." Reagan was scared after all wasn't he? Kyler was such a wretched being. He didn't deserve Reagan, and if the human boy was smart he would be terrified of him. Within that quickening heart beat, he knew that he couldn't just allow him to keep his memory tonight. It was wrong. He'd tell someone, and they could both be killed.
"You won't have to worry about any of this...I'm sorry that I even said what I did." Reagan was shivering beneath him and he wanted to make him stop, but he was beginning to act on impulse, knowing that he could get away with anything now that he had decided that he was going to wipe Reagan's memory of this. His lips parted slowly, his mouth opening just enough for his fangs to extend. Kyler pulled Reagan to him, wanting to keep him still in case he struggled, and while he held onto him then his sharp fangs pierced into the warm flesh at the nape of Reagan's neck.
Blood, fresh, warm, human blood entered his mouth and trickled down his throat. It was like sweet candy, the essence of Reagan's life being consumed by him so easily. Blood tablets would never compare to this, and in that split second he wondered why he even tried to pretend like they could.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 5:26:33 GMT -9
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Reagan didn't get what was going on here, he knew he wanted something. To get some form of an answer. But logically didn't feel that happening right now. He wasn't scared of him, but as usual his heart was beating fast. The human heart was sometimes weaker then the mind. If he felt calm in one area he wouldn't in the other. Kyler should know this. Reagan didn't truly feel scared of him, though he wasn't entirely certain where to go with this. How could he be? It was a bit strange as it was right now anyway. For the moment. With a small shake of his head he just tried to shake this off. "I-I'm not that scared of you okay. Just I'm still human Kyler...this should be expected." Some form of fear should have been obvious. But did he get that? Or was he just running in some awkward way, this wasn't a joke anymore.
"I'm not lying to you idiot." He wouldn't. Reagan had a little fear but not of Kyler exactly. If he was afraid of Kyler he should have been for years. But did it even matter, probably not. Not like Reagan was going to get his friend to even listen to him either. So he needed to just shrug this off in some other way, once again. What was he supposed to do about this thing. "K-Kyler wait, stop it." He struggled and wanted to get away from him. Reagan didn't know what was happening. It had all caught him off guard. His stomach was not pleased with this situation even more now. And he just wanted to wake up. This had to be fake. It wasn't real anymore, it couldn't be real.
The fangs piercing his neck made Reagan whimper, he was struggling still but eventually his body started to give into this. It started to hurt less, and Reagan just wanted it to stop. Why was Kyler doing this to him. Reagan couldn't just stand by and let it happen right? He tried to struggle again, but with how his head hurt, his stomach hurt and well everything hurt now he wasn't anything compared to Kyler. Probably never had been, since it was really obvious Kyler wasn't human anymore. Or had he ever been?
Reagan tried to stomp on Kyler's foot but he stopped and just chewed his bottom lip. It hurt, it hurt more then he liked. But Reagan wasn't sure what hurt more, the bite or Kyler lying to him all this time and Reagan actually knowing about it anyway. The boy started to black out a bit, not sure how to respond to this. His body was starting to weaken again. Already throwing up made his body weird, so he was not able to handle this. "K-kyler stop it...please." Why couldn't he stop it, this was a bit irritating. But Reagan couldn't get into this stuff now. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 6:10:56 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc As he consumed Reagan's blood he could feel every emotion that he'd hidden beneath the exterior. All unmentioned thought moved into him from his friend as if he were tapping in to a well of knowledge that he had been without. It had been quite awhile since he'd had fresh blood like this, and he wanted to enjoy it, but while feeling everything that Reagan felt in that moment he simply couldn't. The faint, stammered words spoken were too much.
Kyler lifted his left hand, still holding him firmly so he wouldn't move with the other. He lifted his head, and shielded Reagan's eyes. He didn't want him to try and turn around, too see him like this would just make things worse. "I'm sorry." He muttered, and with that sent Reagan into a form of sleep so he could properly erase the boy's memories.
Kyler lapped at the blood over Reagan's wounds, suckling on the two punctured holes so they'd slowly begin to stop bleeding. He didn't take that much blood from him, but that didn't stop the immense guilt he felt already. Sweeping him off of his feet, Kyler carried his friend back over to the bench where he could lay him down again. He made a call to his driver, requesting him to pick them up quickly. He was, thankfully, as speedy as ever, and didn't take longer than a couple of minutes to get to them.
He offered to take Reagan and put him in the car, but Kyler refused and desired to do so on his own. "Sir, your chin." The older man said, handing over a handkerchief while gesturing for him to take it. When Kyler noticed the blood that had dripped from the corner of his lip to his chin he wiped it away hastily and reverted his eyes that were still glowing a bright red despite his best efforts to calm himself. "Please, call our family doctor, and have her meet us at my home, we're staying there tonight." "Yes sir."
His mother was going to give him so much hell for this, but he'd deal with whatever punishments that came his way. He deserved it anyway.
During the ride towards his estate Kyler sighed, finally managing to relax himself enough to finish 'editing' his friends memory. He was still so selfish and wanted Reagan to remember the arcade -the good-, but the tablets, the confession, the blood, it would all be gone. After he was done he'd allow the doctor to patch up the bite, concealing it so it wouldn't appear so obvious. There was so much covering up they'd have to do, it was stressing Kyler out already but he'd gotten himself into this mess. It was his own fault he hadn't been thinking through his actions.
He carried Reagan into his house, doing his best to sneak around -hoping that his parents were either not around or still asleep. Thankfully he'd managed to slip into the guest room at the far end of the house, one he knew for a fact they hardly ever used. Reagan would be safe here until he could talk to his mother. Kyler took care of him, thoughtful enough to take his shoes off and slip him into the large queen size bed. He felt like a dad tucking in his child but despite his amusement he couldn't shake the horror of what he'd just done. He'd have to give Rea some sort of explanation in the morning, and he was already coming up with many possibilities as to what, but he had all night to figure it out.
Kyler sighed, leaning against the bed and smoothing Reagan's hair out of his eyes. "I'm sorry you ever met me..I'm a terrible friend."
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 6:29:35 GMT -9
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He felt strange, the blood being removed from his body probably had a lot to do with that. For the moment he'd rather shrug it off. Somehow Reagan wasn't so bothered by this. It was starting to come back to normal, or something. He felt a bit better. Sighing lightly he could feel his vision starting to drift, it started to go away. What was he supposed to do? He couldn't speak now, the words wouldn't come even if he opened his mouth. Why did this have to happen? He felt so sick, and so weak. Everything was coming back to him again, and hitting him hard. So what was he going to say if he could speak. He just fainted, the body fell but Reagan was probably held up by Kyler. He didn't even know right now, and he didn't like that idea either. How could he?
He didn't get why Kyler had done this to him. It wasn't going to do him much good apparently. Yet he was so tired, Reagan couldn't stay up anymore. The boy's body had started to give in, it wouldn't wake up for awhile probably. Reagan had tried to struggle against Kyler, but it didn't work. It wasn't going to work now or later either. So what was he supposed to do. He couldn't focus, he was just assuming this had all been a dream. Reagan didn't feel a thing. He knew they were moving but he didn't actually feel it. His mind was off somewhere, somewhere he'd rather not let it stay at. But no getting out of that right now.
The driver was probably going to lecture Kyler too but what would Reagan be able to do. Reagan had no energy to fight, even if he had the will it would get him nothing by this point. Kyler had made him hurt, made him ache or something like that. It wasn't going to help either. He barely moved, his skin was still pale as before. Go figure he hadn't changed now either. Reagan was still sick even as he was sleeping this way. It wasn't good. But he'd rather deal with it in some other way instead. Reagan might have been able to hear the voices, but he couldn't understand them very well either.
Reagan would have stopped Kyler if he could. He didn't want the memories to go away, even if he was scared of them. Just a little bit. Being bitten randomly out of the blue was not exactly an easy thing to pretend that it didn't even happen. Right? So he'd just have to shrug it off. When he woke up if he ever did. Reagan was just fast asleep right now. He was just way too tired. Groaning a bit as he was moved into the bed, Reagan seemed to settle down on the pillows. His neck still hurt and he was trying to wake up. Trying to force his body up but like that'd even work.
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 7:09:08 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc He turned his cheek, glancing over at the door. He figured it'd be a good idea to lock Reagan inside, at least until he could sneak around to his room, grab some clothes and get back. However, as he turned and attempted to take a step away from the bed he felt his sleeve being pulled and he stopped. Slightly wide eyes he looked to Reagan, fearful that he'd be awake already. Kyler wasn't ready to talk to him. He could always come up with a lie on the spot but he wasn't personally ready to do so yet.
As he looked his friend over from head to toe however, he unfurled his shoulders and noticeably breathed out, relieved. He still looked asleep, and at least his eyes were closed. "Reagan?" Kyler muttered, very quietly, not truly wanting to wake his friend up if he were actually asleep. He must be drifting, Kyler assumed, and wondered to himself how he was going to deal with this. He glanced over at the door again, staring at it for a long moment before deciding that it wasn't entirely a bad idea to get in bed with him. His parents were likely here, and if he was sneaking around it'd only be a matter of time until they heard him. He didn't want to take the chance.
Kyler slipped off his jacket and shoes, and curled up under the blankets to lay beside Reagan. This wouldn't be the first time they'd shared a bed together, but at the moment he felt really uncomfortable doing so. He was sated with the blood that he'd taken from him, but he still felt like some sort of criminal because of it. Oh the trials and tribulations of being a vampire in this day and age.
He'd stay up just laying there, thinking to himself, occasionally watching Reagan sleep for pure entertainment purposes, until eventually he noticed it getting lighter outside. Kyler would crawl underneath the covers, if only to hide from not just the sun but Rea too, and would eventually fall asleep there, comfortably warm as he nestled against Reagan's waist.
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