#fatebooksoffate

It'd been about a week that this had been happening. Xavier would leave the house to take his walk and out of the corner of his eye he'd see them. Two men. Even when he looked at them directly, they'd just smile and linger on. Most people couldn't see him unless he wanted them too, but it was different with them. They could look right at him. -And to be honest, it was starting to creep him the hell out. Xav had been walking for a good fifteen minutes today when they made their way into his peripherals. A small shudder ran up his back and his pace picked up. He knew it was stupid to be afraid, it wasn't like they could hurt him. He just- He had a weird feeling about the two. After about a block, Xavier let out a small huff. Pinching his brows together he stopped and glanced back. "What the hell.. What the fuck do you want?" he groaned, "Can't a dead kid get some piece without you two losers stalking me everywhere I go?" Xavier flailed his long arms in a frustrated manner, "Seriously! Go away!"

[Text] I'm keeping these.

"YOU BITCH!" he barked and threw his coffee at voice, the foam cup hitting the brick and splattering. "Are you going to do this every fuckin' day?!" he hissed, dropping his bag of groceries and shoving his hands on his hips. "I'm calling a goddamned exorcist and you're gonna be fucking sorry, you screaming piece of-" Teej paused. He could feel a pair of eyes on his back. "-Shit.." Face flushing scarlet, he peeked over his shoulder and confirmed his suspicions. Picking up his bag, his pushed a hand through his hair and bit his lip. He was well on his way to becoming the town lunatic. Again. Teejay glanced over at the person who'd been watching him. "     I swear I'm not crazy." he said rather enthusiastically, followed by a soft huff. "If you're going to call the police do it now please."

"     I've been to four other therapists, buddy. I sure hope you're different."

It wasn't usual that he'd fall prey to the compliments of a pretty woman, and yet here he was. He'd been trying hard to ignore her flattering chirps, but it was proving more difficult than he thought it would. Red in his cheeks, a smile on his mouth, he hadn't felt this way in ages. He should've known better.  Dorian sat down the novel he had in his hands and let his eyes drift over her carefully, a smirk curling onto his lips. "      Where are you hoping all this flattery will get you?"

"You're sure this will work?" he asked for the seventh time since he'd gotten there. "I need to be absolutely certain."

"What?" Piper froze, his face taking on three shades of pink. "You love me?" he repeated as if it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever heard. He'd even forgotten he was angry, the whole thing was just so bizarre.     I love you too. I love you too. I love you too. Piper pushed a hand through his hair and ran his eyes over her. "I- You're not teasing me are you?"

“      Can I sleep with you?” When he was with Arialla he was calm, if he was with her he knew he’d be okay.