heart of gold

Gentle laugh rumbled in the vampire's chest as soft affection was given on wrist, arm and then finally lips. Free hand moved to cup Evan's cheek, thumb brushing against soft skin. Sometimes he wondered if he'd been granted just a small piece of heaven with this boy.

He kissed him back, slower yet trying to memorize everything he could from him. This boy was his, and he'd keep him as long as he was able to, here in the now and in the future.

A giddy feeling settled in his guts upon hearing that gentle laugh on Rimmick's end. It was like an instant reward for simply showing his affection for the other. Something he couldn't help when his feelings seemed to keep growing the longer they were spending time together. And it was relieving to know it was welcomed, after all he was aware that he could get a bit overboard with it, become quite clingy if he gets too excited.

But damn, this slow kiss it shifted into was able to leave him breathless. It were moments like the current one that made him easily forgot the male was supposed to be this scary predator. How could he not when he was being kissed like this?

@evanave asked: “If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to think straight.” / cowboy or college verse

@evanave asked: ❝ i like the way you make me feel. i want to feel that way right now. i need to be with you. ❞ / college verse

When he saw the name appear on his phone, his pulse already quickened. He opened the message and read it in a hurry as if expecting some emergency call.

But though matter of life or death, those words, that confession, if felt even more urgent.

No one was around him as he was making his way across the campus, so he quickly called the number and started speaking the moment Evan picked up, not giving him the chance to say anything first.

“You can’t text me stuff like that. You can’t do it.” His voice agitated, harsh, rushed.

A pause in which he waited, heard breathing on the other end of the line. Fresh Memories of labored breathing. Evan breathing, Evan gasping, Evan moaning…

Memories of something that he had said would never happen.

He stopped. Eyes not focused on anything as his mind played back those images.

The day already had been utterly shitty. Evan had been blamed for something which had went wrong in a group project and with all of them against him, he had simply skipped the rest of the day. Wondered once more why he was putting himself through this. He should just end this whole thing, even if he had been stopped twice already. First time it was Peter and the second time TJ, his best friend, who was paying for this thing as he wanted Evan to have a basis to build on. Therefore his professor was not the first who was speaking harshly with him that day and Evan was at a point where he didn't care. He wanted what he wanted, reason why he had sent that text, and being with Peter was promising enough to feel a lot less shitty than he was doing in this very moment.

"Joe's Bar," was the short response to the question about his whereabouts which came eventually. Yes, he had fled the campus and actually wanted to find a place that served some alcohol, but all he had gotten was a beer and some fries while some sports games were running on the bar's tv. It simply had been too early in the day to meet some other person to pass his time with, although he had chatted with the barkeeper. Not that he really wanted to mingle with anyone. The one person he wanted was at the other end of the line.

@evanave asked: “You look cute when you’re confused and half-awake.” / to anyone

He shifted at the voice, hoping to clear some of the sleep addled fog from him mind. he'd stayed longer than intended, falling asleep with Evan by his side. not a bad way to wake up on any given day if he was honest with himself.

"Don't you know the saying, there's a first for everything? Glad to be one of yours though." The blond chuckled, looking at the other with a widening smile upon his lips. Although Maverick staying the night was completely unplanned he was the last to complain. In fact, it was a nice realization when he woke a couple minutes before his alarm. That he had already taken his time then to watch the other male, something he wasn't going to mention. It was enough that Maverick had caught him a number of times watching him when they went after their tasks around the ranch. Sue him, but Maverick was nice to look at, so what can he do?

@evanave asked: ❝ I want to be your last love. ❞ / to rimmick

Rimmick had long accepted his fate, an immortal who would continue on as he always had until someone finally ended him for good. He'd gotten used to the constant isolation almost, how even lives of those who grew old and died near him felt so short compared to his own, how he almost had chosen a life of no attachments and only carnality to ease the pain of losing one after the other after the other until the cycle was broken by his own death.

feelings were complicated for him. how could they not be considering how old he was afterall. but this? this one idea of breaking through the illusion that Rimmick had found that forever in the form of Evan, was being forced under the microscope and he was being made to give it a hard look. realistically, it shouldn't bother him anymore. but, passion and love didn't care about those pesky technicalities. He knew full well, that Evan had managed to make the beast he was fall in love with him, and truely wanted that as well. how good something must be to feel the familiar pang of loss while waiting for that final day to arrive. But he would love him through it all, and still after Evan had left.

The weight of his words only hit him when Rimmick responded and mentioned the immortality issue. Fuck, he hadn't considered that. In fact, he hadn't thought at all. Only embraced the feeling of wanting to be with Rimmick for the rest of his life. No, scratch that. He wanted to always be with him without a damn countdown that's called a lifespan.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just..." want to be with you forever, was at the tip of his tongue, yet Evan swallowed the words now that he really was thinking about it. "I want to be with you, be by your side without anything or anyone taking it from us." A hand moved up to settle on the other's cheek as he looked into his eyes with a slight frown forming on his brow. "But if I think about it, it's a complete cruel thing to ask of you and I can't be that selfish. You shouldn't be bound by that." After all he couldn't promise anything without knowing what any new day might bring him, bring them.

Damn, how come he only now realizes what it must mean to have been allowed to be this close to the vampire. That technically Rimmick should have never allowed it. The realization let Evan press his lips together momentarily. Instead of feeling the joy about how much he must mean to the other, his heart felt insanely heavy as he felt like he had put a massive burden onto Rimmick. Something he never meant to do.

Saying "I Love You" Without Saying It @evanave asked: “Of course I trust you.” / to jack or caspian

Jack rarely explicitly asked that exact question. There was distrust in him that at times was bone deep. It wasn't with Evan. He wasn't sure if it ever had been. Early on he'd shown that there wasn't the innate fear or apprehension that people tended to have when it came to Jack. After some of the things he'd done, some of the things Evan had seen him in the aftermath of. Well he wondered. Those thoughts heavy at times wanting Evan to find him trustworthy. He wanted to know that being a confidante at times was more than mere convenience. No. It wasn't that he needed to know, he knew. It was that he needed to hear it.

It's a lot, yeah, well he was not wrong, however Evan was forced to deal with a lot more often than he wanted to count. While he hadn't gotten used to it, and most likely never will, somehow he still comes out stronger on the other end. Sure, most would turn the other way with the first impression they get of others, if they had witnessed the aftermaths Evan had seen Jack in, but the blond wasn't like that. He takes note then looks past it as he's interested in the person behind it, behind the layers and possible walls they have put up around themselves. Also he wants to believe Jack knows what he's doing and that his actions are with reason.

All My Love Prompts @evanave asked: sender braids receiver's hair. / to lily

Saying 'I Love You' without saying it @evanave asked: “Why didn't you tell me you were cold? Come here.” / to autumn

For the most part it was fine. A little crisp and goosebumps had risen on her arms a bit ago but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. She didn't think it was worth bothering him with though her body seemed to have other ideas as arms folded over her middle, slight attempt to warm herself. At his urging she turns to him, expression softening and shuffles a moment before sliding closer to him.

"You can't bother me, especially not with something like this." He assured, wrapping an arm around her shoulders once she had slit closer to provide her with some of his warmth. "No one wins if you turn into an ice cube, right?" A soft smile settled on his lips as he gazed at her. Then he remembered he had brought his zip hoodie along in case it would be needed by either of them and shifted a little to grab it.