eliot rosier

Zach hated himself for how automatic his arms were, wrapping around Eli the second he scooted closer. He told himself it was just because Eli probably wanted to be held and it’s what he owed the guy after taking some of his blood—even if he just liked holding Eli anyway. “Yes, you are.” He said, meeting Eli’s gaze softly with an accompanying, lazy smile. “You feel closer to me after you were moaning over some euphoric sensation when I was sucking your blood. It’s not… that deep. Just… a side effect, I think.” But they were closer whether Zach liked it or not. It was that little tether he was just oh so surprisingly fond of. “But of course we’re friends. I even asked you out on a non-date, remember?” Zach giggled and squeezed his arms around Eli tightly, curling into him a little. He fit a leg between both of Eli’s, getting as close as possible. “Maybe it is that deep.” Zach said, because he felt bad for saying it wasn’t since it maybe was. Feeding was an intimate thing! Especially when you cared about the other person, and Zach really did care. He smiled at their pets and closed his eyes. “What kind of mood?” He chuckled, then, humming delightedly and opening his eyes to meet Eli’s gaze. “Thank you! So are you.”

Eli resting his head on Zach’s chest while standing up was one of the cutest things Zach’s seen all day. And Eli was an inch or so taller, so he was definitely hunching a bit. “Merlin, Eli.” Zach giggled, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. He smiled down at Eli and once again, wondered how they got this way and why it felt so okay to be this way when Zach knew he wanted to know so many more things about this man. “I won’t—oh!” His arms lowered to his hips quickly to catch him—a little too quickly, but it’s just his heightened reflexes and senses. Power was power, after all—and he smiled softly, meeting Eli’s sleepy gaze for a moment. “I can’t go, I guess. You’re right.” He whispered, turning his head toward Eli’s to nuzzle his face into his hair as he walked toward Eli’s room. He only pulled away to look where he was going. Zach couldn’t believe they were acting like this, so god damn affectionate. He liked it so much, was certain he craved it just as much as he craved blood, because even if he knew this was bad, Zach wasn’t discouraging Eli right now and was certainly returning his affections, too. Holding Eli with one hand, he pulled at his covers and lowered him down into the bed. Zach even tucked him in and ran over to the other side to hop in. “You are really affectionate today.” Zach said, turning to face him. “What gives?”

Zach’s heart completely melted at Eli’s little upset sound from being woken up. How fucking cute? He’s fucking cute. Zach couldn’t hide his endearment if he tried, as surprising as it was. He smiled even more when Eli turned in his arms and ran his hand through his hair. Zach could fall asleep again but they were not staying here another minute. “No, we were asleep for… for a while. A few hours. Of course I can. I’m all strong now.” Zach giggled, and in a moment, they disapparated to appear right in their dorm, on the floor, still lying down together, greeted by their pets instantly. “Oh no, I hope we’d be able to sleep more!” Zach whined, pulling away to greet their pets for a moment before pulling Eli up to his feet. “You especially need sleep. You’re really sleepy, aren’t you?” He giggled and peered up at him. “Do… do you want me to leave you alone or?” He asked, trying to ask if Eli wanted to sleep with him again without really saying it.

It was a good thing Eli was a wizard. He wouldn’t have to wait as long as muggles to recuperate and replenish whatever Zach’s taken from him. Still, Zach hoped he’d be okay. You never know! He softly laughed at Eli’s words, hoping he’d never even have to do this again. He didn’t want to make it a habit, didn’t want Eli getting addicted or he himself getting too used to Eli’s blood and depending on it. “Or never, don’t worry. I’m not going to feed from you again.” Zach said. “I still have some my stash. I just didn’t want you leaving to go get it.” He pouted, but his smile returned as Eli curled into him. He wished he didn’t enjoy this so much, but he really did. Zach actually really liked snuggling, but god he’d made the mistake of sticking his arm right under Eli. He pulled it out and instead placed it right under Eli’s pillow, feeling immensely now that his arm wasn’t going numb. But his other one was still there around Eli anyway. “Sorry, my arm. But I’ve got you.” He smiled softly, his heart melting when Eli turned around again. “I won’t. You’re the one I should worry about more. You don’t die. Stupid.” Zach whispered, wondering how they got this affectionate, but he liked it too much to care—and Eli was sleepy. He closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep. It didn’t last all too long, though. Zach woke up several times since he’d been passed out for who knows how long and he was already a light sleeper. After some hours, a healer told Zach he could go home if he was feeling well, and he took the moment to gently shake Eli awake. “Eli?” He voiced, smiling a little. “Eli, let’s go back to our dorm.” He was excited to leave, honestly. He didn’t like the hospital. “Hmm? Wake up, you. We can just apparate out of here and everything and you can continue sleeping when we get back.”

“Yeah?” Zach said with a small, quiet laugh. Of course Eli was tired. It was the side effects of side effects when humans were fed on. “You sounded like you enjoyed that.” He giggled, regaining every bit of composure and feeling so much better, so rejuvenated. But now, Eli was tired, lacking energy and mild blood loss. Zach was worried. “Oh, hold you?” Zach asked, but he nodded anyway. He felt closer to Eli just from this alone. Zach had done so much to keep them at a bit of a distance from each other but here he was, digging himself in deeper by giving Eli what he wants. Except, holding Eli sounded fun anyway. He fell onto his side beside Eli and shimmied a little so he was comfortable before wrapping his arms around him. “Of course. anything you need. I’m here, okay?” Zach asked, nuzzling his face underneath Eli’s chin. “Sleep, Eli. I i will, too. Or I’ll try, but… yeah. No worries, you’re okay. And… thanks for letting me… feed from you. As infuriated as I am that you’d risk it, I’m grateful.” He had the wildest urge to lift his head up and kiss Eli’s cheek, but he didn’t. He just grew comfortable and held Eli protectively. “Goodnight, idiot.” He whispered fondly, smiling to himself as he fell asleep, too.

He’s done this… a few times. Zach was guilty of it. More so recently with Nate but that was because he really couldn’t give a fuck if he made Nate pass out from blood loss. On any normal day, the guy annoyed the living hell out of Zach but they were somehow friends, but even then it was still so rare that Zach did this at all because o the first time he ever did. He just hadn’t felt this tethered to someone in a while, probably because he cared about Eli deep down and knew he’d be Zach’s undoing. He concentrated—or tried to—on the taste, and thinking he’d never tasted someone so sweet and mouthwatering. His left hand reached out to grab Eli’s hand blindly, but when he found it, he brought it close to Eli’s head on the pillow and threaded their fingers together. Zach was on the verge of losing it, but so was Eli, and he yet he was able to do this, to squeeze Eli’s hand to anchor him. It also anchored Zach, to hold his hand. He smiled against Eli’s neck, having a newfound guilty pleasure of making Eli moan. Stupid Eli was already sinfully beautiful and he had to sound so hot, too? While Zach was feeding from him? Cool. But Zach was feeling warmer, not as cold, and felt a little stronger and livelier with every drop of blood that he swallowed. To feel powerful and strong was an addiction on his end alone, and he almost didn’t stop and realize he was famished. Zach made the softest sound against Eli’s neck, fighting with himself, but he was holding Eli’s hand, wasn’t he? He pulled away slowly, panting hotly into Eli’s skin before pressing a kiss to the two punctures his fangs made, making them heal up and disappear before he sighed slowly and lifted his head up to look at him. “Eli?” Zach asked, breathing deeply and knowing they’d be the death of each other. “Hey, how’re you… how’re you feeling? Are you okay? You want water? I’ll get you water—do you want to sleep? What do you want me to do?” He asked, his hand loosening its tight grip from Eli’s to brush back his hair, eyes gazing at him worriedly.

Zach visibly melted, feeling awful yet again for probably coming off as a dick to Eli, but it was also for the best. It was always for the best, especially with this situation. He was so endeared that Eli wanted to be there for him despite everything. Zach wished he wasn’t starved. “God, that’s such a sweet sentiment at such a bad time!” Zach whispered harshly. “You couldn’t have picked a time I wasn’t starving, huh? This isn’t like having no self control over eating a bucket of candy in less than an hour.” He sighed, one hand resting over the side of Eli’s neck. It was so inviting—which was a bit of a weird thought, but it was. He smiled a little, too worried in case anything went wrong to laugh. “I don’t despise you. I won’t, either. I just… I care about you, too. Obviously.” He brushed back Eli’s hair with his other hand and met his gaze, taking in a deep breath and letting it out. “I’m gonna bite you, okay?” Zach said before hesitantly ducking his head into Eli’s neck. Oh, he was so fucking hungry, he truly was, and he felt he might go berserk if he doesn’t actually get something good in his stomach soon. Or Eli would die, or get hurt, without a question. Zach’s eyes trailed over the tender skin of his neck before he opened his mouth, canine fangs elongating, and he bit right through into Eli’s pulse point. He willed the initial pain to disappear as fast as it came as the sweetest, most savory, most ambrosial blood seeped into his mouth, and he moaned at the taste—rather the way people did when they ate something good.

“Eli,” Zach sighed exasperatedly and looked at the ceiling as Eli threw a little hissy fit over Zach literally not wanting to potentially end his life. Eli didn’t get it. Any of it. And Zach wasn’t comfortable telling Eli that he was so fucking scared of not stopping because it happened already when he was seventeen. He’d killed before, so why couldn’t he again? What’s worse is Zach’s terribly weak and hungry, and Eli’s blood tastes like the nectar of the Gods. Oh, but his heart swelled, absolutely touched that Eli was worried about him even if he’d be fine. “Have you quite finished?” Zach asked when Eli was done, looking over at him. His eyes softened, absolutely floored that Eli believed in Zach so much, trusted him not to kill him. That he trusted it’d be okay at all, really. He took a deep breath and climbed on top of Eli, legs on either side of him, and he pressed his hands into the pillow on either side of his head. “If you die, I’ll hate myself for the rest of my life. You really want to risk it? I’m… I’m not… being crazy. This fear that I’ll kill you comes from… something that’s… that’s very real and I’ve tried being careful for so long now but there’s no… promise, Eli. You are… truly mad. The only person who’d see a dhampir go berserk after getting scratched by a werewolf and worry over them so much when they heal that you’d let them feed from you. Do you know how absurd you sound?”

“No.” Zach said, point blank. He was not going to. Not happening. And Eli needed to stop. But god, did Eli’s forehead have to start bleeding? As if he needed any other temptations. And Eli’s blood was good—too good, and he hadn’t even tried it yet. He just knew it was his favorite blood type, and Eli was vegan and didn’t drink or smoke or do any drugs. He could only imagine how sweet it’d be and Zach was certain he’d never want to stop. He met Eli’s eyes again when he took his wrist, and he shook his head at how fucking insistent the guy was. “You’re getting on my nerves again.” Zach said, but it wasn’t as harsh as he meant for it to come out. “Oh, you’ll make noise.” Zach told him, just way too certain of that. Zach looked up at Eli’s forehead again, ignoring his pleas and pulling his hand back so he could wipe away at the wound before it started bleeding again. He leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to Eli’s forehead right over the wound. It healed gently, sealing up, but there was still a bruise. He laid back down and looked at Eli before putting his thumb in his mouth to suck on it fast, to get Eli’s blood off of it. But, fuck, it was so good. It—better than good. Absolutely delectable and it was just a drop or two, just a taste. Zach looked at Eli and shook his head, trying to ignore his cravings that were begging to be given into. “Not happening. Your forehead shouldn’t bleed anymore.”

“’Night together.’” Zach muttered, scoffing so quietly. It was funny Eli would say that when he literally disappeared and Zach found him kissing Nik, so. But he shook his head, still hating himself and beating himself up for what happened. “I don’t remember if I was hungry.” He admitted. “And it doesn’t matter, even now. I could be bloated and still want blood. And… losing control isn’t… that different. It’s not aggressive, sure, it’s not messy and not painful, but… losing control is that easy and I could just not stop and keep draining the life out of someone and it’s just awful.” He sighed tiredly and rested his forehead on Eli’s shoulder. He didn’t know when they got this way, but it was comforting and didn’t feel… weird. Or awkward. Zach smiled slowly, content that Eli’ll stay. He was warm and nice to be close to. Bad, Zach thought, but he was too tired to move or push Eli out. He didn’t want to, either. “I’m exhausted.” Zach groaned, closing his eyes, but he smiled again when Eli took his hand with both of his. He looked up from Eli’s shoulder, meeting his eyes softly.  “No, idiot. Don’t want you hurting yourself for my sake. And if you think I’m capable of a nibble, then you’re wrong.” But then, his eyes shifted unbelievably quick to Eli’s forehead, the blue of them darkening the tiniest bit. He swallowed hard and bit his bottom lip, smiling a little. He was happy to hear Eli wanted to go on another non-date, but he ignored pretty much most of what he said, not meeting Eli’s eyes anymore at all. He was so transfixed over the bandaged wound on his forehead. “You’re bleeding.” He said, his free hand coming up to carefully pull back the gauze gingerly. “I can close it for you. Heal it, even. A tiny bit, so it won’t open again at least. Do you want me to?” He asked, his mouth watering a little and making him swallow again. 

“You never know, okay?” Evie laughed, grinning up at him. Her eyes widened and she nodded seriously “Yeah, I did. I heard… werewolves. That’s crazy, right? And then I heard your twat of a roommate went crazy and bit, like, two people because he’s not human!” Evie sighed heavily and shook her head. “You didn’t tell me! Has he hurt you?” She asked accusingly. “Like I get it you like him but y’know.” Evie rolled her eyes. Of course Eli would accidentally hurt himself. How so… Eli of him. But she smiled and nodded. “I’m totally fine. I wasn’t even present for any of it. Went home… with Ven.” She sighed softly and her eyes lit up, remembering something. “I need your help! I wanna do something nice for Ven but I don’t work and I don’t cook.”

“Hospital food, am I right?” Zach joked, even if he wasn’t particularly lying with this one. “Yeah, yeah, I really do think it was a rabbit.” He said, frowning and shaking his head. “I’d rather starve.” He blinked in surprise when Eli climbed into bed with him. Zach stared at him, wondering if they were even at this point, but he himself didn’t really mind. Not at all. Zach pulled at the covers underneath Eli to drape them over him as well. “It was me, Eli. I was… fully aware of what I was doing. I just couldn’t… not attack. Something really took over me. And I mean… I feel I could get to that point if I’m not careful. And my friends… I bit my friends, Eli!” He whined, loathing himself even more. “I doubt it. I was scratched, not bitten. I don’t think hybrids are a thing. Then again, it’s not easy to find information on half vampires in general, so who knows?” Zach pouted at the thought of Ori. Poor Ori. So sickly, so sweet. “I like Ori being the only dog anyway.” He said. Zach gave Eli a look and sat up to peer down at him. “Erm…” He swallowed hard and scratched the back of his head. “I…. no.” He admitted, finding Eli’s company very comforting. And they were in the bed together! It was so sweet and he felt so touched that Eli was even here at all. “I don’t… can you stay?” He asked shyly, lying back down and facing him. “I’m not feeding from you.” He said quickly and sternly. “Absolutely not. Out of the question. I’ll just starve. I’d rather do that than… than bite you. I’m too weak right now and there’s no telling if I’ll stop, and if I do, you could get addicted to how it feels and honestly I can’t have any of that. I’ll just wait til the nurse comes and tells me I can go home, okay? But please stay.” Zach whispered the last part, smiling sadly. He met his eyes and sighed, impulsively taking Eli’s harm and hugging it with both of his own. “Do you still want to go on a third non-date? Even after I got upset at you and… and almost attacked you?”

Why did he feel so weak? God damn, what did they give him?! Zach groaned softly, his stomach craving for what he always drank. And yet, he felt so god damn tired that he couldn’t even find it in himself to properly complain. “Of course I’d live. I was only scratched.” Zach said, giving Eli a small smile. Oh, he wished they’d ended the night better than they did. His jealousy ended with them in an argument and then everything went to shit. And it all seemed so pointless now. Eli was here and he was a sight for sore eyes, even in his wrinkly suit and exhausted eyes. He lowered his gaze, remember when he’d heard Eli wake from being knocked out that Zach made a rather aggressive beeline for him. “Right, yeah. Before.” He tilted his head from side to side. “I’m okay. I know I am. But…” he bit his lip and knit his eyebrows together. “What are they giving me? To drink?” He asked curiously. “’Cause… I feel really off. With my strength. I feel just tired and ugh, maybe it’s because I woke up but I feel fine otherwise.” Zach shook his head and sighed heavily, swallowing hard and running a nervous hand through his hair. His eyes did a double take to the nightstand and he grabbed the cup on it that was filled with the tiniest portion of blood ever, and he drank it in one—but coughed. “What is that? Rabbit?” Zach felt like throwing up. Not only did animal blood not satisfy him whatsoever and taste absolutely bland, but he hated drinking from animals. “Oh I feel awful. I lied.” Zach groaned and sunk under the sheets, covering his face with it and hating the brightness in the room. He felt like he was hungover, but knew he wasn’t. He’d never even been hungover, but this must be what it felt like, only with awful hangover food. Zach poked his head out to look at Eli, who was still simply the loveliest sight and made things a little better. It took a moment for him to properly sit back up, and he waved a lazy hand to pull the curtains around them so no bright sun from the windows could irk his sensitive eyes. “Erm… i remember.” He said, rather slowly. “I remember everything.. Hurting my friends… and almost hurting you. God, something took over me.” He shook his head and wished it wasn’t real, but it was. “And everything before. Oh god, just… it was such a nice night and it turned to shit and i was an absolute monster.”

“isn’t it the part where you ask me to be your valentine? no? rude. but it’s okay, i’ll just spend it watching all three cars movies with alexander (his little brother). lightning mcqueen is a better daddy than you will ever be anyway.”

“Romeo and Julien.” Zach muttered, but giggled nonetheless. He couldn’t stop the small giggles. He wished he could. What was that thing people said? That when you have a crush on someone you laugh with them more? Or something like that. Fuck. “And jam, don’t forget jam. You are so… funny.” Even when he wasn’t, Eli was funny. Fruits and jam? It’s funny that it pleases Eli so much! But it’s pretty endearing all the same. Honestly, fuck this guy. “Ugh, no I don’t like the number 51. Can the surprise date be number 10? Because it’s a milestone and also closer than 50? Notice I’m not asking what the surprise is so I think you should say yes.” Zach flashed Eli a smile and nodded a little shyly. His eyebrows rose when Eli’s heartbeat jumped again. But his expression impossibly softened at his question. “No, not distracting. It’s like background music. I can tune it out a little or a lot.” He shook his head and scrunched his nose. “And no, your voice is fine. You speak fine. No worries.” Zach beamed, happy to hear Eli’ll ask him out to a non-date sometime, but his smile faded as he looked at him in horror. “What—I meant non-dates. A hundred percent. Sorry. Yeah.” He grinned when Eli twirled him, only to gasp when he was pulled back against him. Zach’s eyes darted to Eli’s lips, and his arms lifted up to wrap around his neck, listening to their maybe non-dates and sighing so dreamily. “That all sounds amazing, actually. Really, really nice. Especially for a non-date. Which one of those is next after tonight?”