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❝  i already told you i’m not familiar with this kind of—                                  whatsit.  。

the presence of the somewhat repentant undertone his voice carried was undeniable.  kaname wouldn’t admit it but he felt genuinely bad for burning his friend’s snack. you see, he virtually panicked upon catching notice of the thick, grey smoke that had started to fume from ivon’s microwave but there wasn’t much he could do for he feared adding insult to an already existing injury.

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    from an early age, kaname was completely captivated by foreign accents. and as chance would have it, it was the young man’s accent that made the vampire initiate a conversation at the bar. 

what started as a carefree talk ended up as something far more interesting. ivon, a name that seemed to slip so easily off his tongue, left a sweet taste in his mouth and made him lust for more. that night, he wasn’t driven by bloodlust. carnal desire and thirst for adventure had him leave the house, hoping, he wouldn’t return alone. 

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      frankly, he had a rather hard time comprehending the situation himself; ivon shouldn’t be expecting too much of an elaborated explanation of the occurrence, really. 

❝  a girl.                        she smelled of moonflowers            and seemed so light-hearted.      an angel. 。

the vampire couldn’t quite help a faint smile. once again, he was taken aback by the human mannerism and way of thinking, for photographs are something he’d usually avoid but humans seemed to be immensely entertained by their snapshots. though, who was he to break a young girl’s heart?

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    right, what was he doing here anyway? 

a good friend advised him to to go to see this place and look for work but instead, he lost himself in countless stores, one stranger than the other and every time it made the impression he had seen it all, he made yet another astounding discovery that had linger for a while. 

the girl before him, however, seemed like someone he had already met before although he couldn’t recall a name to the seraphic face.

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❝  you never fail to surprise me            with just how imbecilic you are, aidan.                                         i take my hat off to you—  。

one more imprudent, vocalised observation and the younger vampire would coax kaname to wrap his hands around aidan’s neck and strangle him to unconsciousness. perhaps even beyond. his chest heaved with a heavy sigh before he continued.

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      kaname couldn’t quite believe what he just heard. there was not a chance this fool was addressing him, right? for all he could’ve been pleaded guilty for is standing in the rain, waiting for a taxi to drive by and take him home at this ungodly hour. however, after a swift sideglance, he came to the sad realisation that he was, in fact, the only person around except the confirmed drunkard who seemed to have already lost any interest whatsoever in the vampire. 

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❝ illegal. what a  ｓｃａｒｙ word. 。

this excitement wasn’t like the rush of adrenaline he’d feel hunting and feeding on his prey, ramming knife sharp fangs into soft flesh and counting down the seconds until their pulse would run its course - the only kind of thrill he was familiar with so far. no, this must’ve been what humans considered fun. 

                    ❝ are you coming with me or would you rather regret not experiencing the biggest adventure of your life firsthand—?! 。

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❝ and you still feel confident about              your decision? 。

the vampire couldn’t be bothered to try and blanket his heavy heart and the sorrow that welled up at the mere notion of a dear friend like violet leaving. this wasn’t much like him, really, for he has witnessed so many partings, got separated from so many beloved ones within the past thousand years and yet, he couldn’t deny the thick lump that had formed in his throat.

shaky fingers curled around a wrist so delicate, it seemed breakable as a thin branch. and with that, he brought her hand up and let his cold pair of lips brush against her knuckles accompanied by a thin whisper.