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Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

By the time they made it to his house, a hundred horrible possibilities had already flashed through Tristan’s head. Locking up his door eased the shaking of his hands, but only slightly.  He didn’t even hesitate to press himself against Vaughn’s side, timidity forgotten as he tried to breathe. “There was this guy in the mall,” He began, after several gulps of air. “H-he was...using this really old tablet, so I got interested. I said I could fix it....b-but then...” He took another harsh breath and clutched Vaughn’s shirt tighter. “I accidentally saw into the tablet’s memory, and there were all these...secrets. So many secrets and files that I wasn’t meant to see.” He whimpered, shutting his eyes tightly. “I didn’t mean to, I swear...! But that guy...”

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

Tristan nodded shakily. “Should be safe enough,” He said nervously. “I-I mean, that guy can’t know where I live...” He gulped, suddenly terrified that even his home wasn’t safe, but he pushed it from his mind. He would have liked to go to Vaughn’s place instead, but Tristan couldn’t bear the thought of endangering anyone else. “Let’s just go,” He pleaded, taking one of Vaughn’s hands and tugging on it. “The sooner we’re off the street, the better I can breathe.” 

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

A strangled noise escaped Tristan’s lips as he stared up at Vaughn with wide eyes. “I’d be putting you in danger if I told you!” He blurted out. His feet kept shuffling nervously on the pavement, like he wanted to run.

     ‘What?’ Vaughn blurted, now worried that his boyfriend wasn’t safe.  ‘Babe, who is this guy?  Are you in trouble of some kind?  You know I don’t care how dangerous it might be, I want you safe.’  Little tendrils of smoke curled off Vaughn’s body, his hands cupping the shorter man’s face as he examined his expression.  ‘Please, just tell me what happened, let me help.’

Tristan took a raspy, staggered breath. “I-I fucked up,” He stammered. “It’s..there’s this guy...I...” He swallowed harshly, and for a moment, he couldn’t continue, and all he could do was try to breathe.  “We shouldn’t talk about it here,” He finally said, in a hoarse, quieter voice. “Someone...might hear us...” 

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

“Nothing happened!” Tristan squeaked, his voice cracking as he tried not to imagine Jial again. “I-I mean, that wasn’t really threatening, he was probably just warning me -!”

A strangled noise escaped Tristan's lips as he stared up at Vaughn with wide eyes. "I'd be putting you in danger if I told you!" He blurted out. His feet kept shuffling nervously on the pavement, like he wanted to run.

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

“Nothing happened!” Tristan squeaked, his voice cracking as he tried not to imagine Jial again. “I-I mean, that wasn’t really threatening, he was probably just warning me -!”

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

You need to meet him, mom.  You will lose it he is actually the cutest ever.

H-hey...don’t get your mom’s hopes up, I don’t wanna disappoint her...

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

Something New || Jial & Tristan

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

     ‘O-Oh,’ Vaughn said awkwardly, blushing a little at the foolish question.  ‘Sorry, I sometimes forget that most immortals don’t have surviving family.  I guess we don’t have to worry about where we’d go for thanksgiving,’ Vaughn said in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Something New || Jial & Tristan

“Nervous?” Jial asks, he places a hand on Tristan’s shoulder. “This is a lot of information. I’d hate to see it get lost or worse.”

Merry F#%@!ing Christmas // Vaughn and Tristan

     ‘Oh, I guess that’s right,’ Vaughn said with a seemingly sudden realisation.  ‘I know it shouldn’t be weird to me, but I guess I just forget that you’re ninety since you’re so…youthful?’  Vaughn pulled away, sitting back on the couch and biting his cheek, feeling like he was making the worst possible impression.  ‘Um, so why don’t you tell me about your family, any brothers or sisters?’

Something New || Jial & Tristan

Jial narrows his eyes. Nothing had happened and yet the boy got more nervous. “Is something wrong?” he asks innocently. “It looks like you saw a ghost or something.”

“Ah, um, it’s nothing,” Tristan said, forcing a smile. “Just uh...thought of something.” He swallowed quietly and dropped his gaze to the tablet again. “S-so, should I start the transfer?”