#faetells

after many games and even more mingling, the rumble in kai's stomach was as good a reminder as any to refuel. the benches and tables had plenty of room, but kai was as far towards the water as he could get, already feeling more energized just by being near it. footsteps brought his attention back from the light crashing of waves, turning to give his guest a smile. even if he was enjoying being away from the noise, turning away company was not something the merman did. ❝ need a little break, too? ❞

The Original family was more in cahoots with Danny than he ever thought they would be. At first, it had only been Damien, as his first love and then, regrettable sire. Fast forward a few centuries, their older brother had come into his life and soon became his husband. And well, Letha? She had been a surprise altogether. Daniel wouldn’t go as far as consider her a friend, but she was certainly something since he had long since decided to keep her around. 

If nothing else, Letha was beyond entertaining and their ongoing rivalry was fun for someone as masochistic and sadistic as Daniel. If he wasn’t such a cold asshole, he might have said that Letha deserved the title of world’s best sister-in-law, Tonight was no different - they had decided to have drinks tonight. Danny would have enjoyed The Ugly Duckling but he had given in and agreed to go to IO- Rooftop Bar. 

Drink in hand, Danny walked back to the booth they had claimed as theirs and passed the drink over to Letha. “You know, boujee places like are boring as hell. I still say we should have gone to Duckling.” The younger vampire shrugged and brought his whiskey up for a drink. His blue eyes remained casual but they studied the original, waiting for her to take a sip of her drink. The few drops of vervain he had laced the drink with would give her hell and he knew he’d pay for it later but this was their thing and Daniel couldn’t pass up the chance. It was too perfect. 

The bells above the door jingled alerting the hellhound to the customer that had entered the tattoo shop, even if he had heard them more than a block away. Livin’ On A Prayer was blaring across the tattoo shop’s speaker - much to the dismay of his co-workers but when Damien wasn’t around, Lu always took over the speaker system. Going through the motions of air drums, the hellhound made his way from his station at the back of the shop to the front. Their receptionist had called out sick so the front desk remained shared duty and he was the only one without a client at the moment. “Welcome to Scarlet Rose; how can I help you?” He greeted cheerfully as he reached the front desk. 

It was only then that his bright blue eyes lifted up to see who had wandered in and he paused momentarily at the sight of Letha - Damien’s sister. There was a flash of memory - of their one night of passion that he often buried deep. It was a night he didn’t speak up because how was he supposed to explain to his best friend that he slept with his sister? Besides, it had been a one-night mistake that would never happen again. Composing himself, Lu clicked his tongue and ran a hand through his messy hair. “Your brother is not here but I’m sure if you wanna stick around, he’ll be back soon.” LJ provided, assuming that’s why the original had come to Scarlet Rose in the first place.