#keithcrane

After making sure Leib was settled enough and stimulated enough at the hospital, and going to put in a few hours at the library, Dhani headed to the bar. He knew he’d have to talk things out with Keith sooner or later... And with Leib’s heart attack, Dhani realized what a real asshole he had been by trying to avoid getting attached to Leib. He realized, in a way, he’d been acting like Keith. Putting up some front to stop himself from getting hurt. It was bullshit and he knew it. And Leib had just undergone major surgery. He could have died without knowing that Dhani really did care as much as he did for him.

It didn’t matter that Leib was human and Keith wasn’t. Shit happened. Maybe less to vampires, but life was unpredictable that way. Dhani kept loosing people, and he knew that was a part of life, unavoidable. But it didn’t need to be because Dhani was too stubborn not to try and make things right.

The sound of a chuckle made Alfie look up in fury, the hot tears in his eyes stinging as he ran the back of his hand along his face, trying to hide the emotions building in his chest. He was about to snap, to say something aggressive and most likely stupid, but he was surprised when the other seemed to be trying to help him. He took a deep, shaky breath, and then blinked a few times. “This ain’t normal,” he told the other. “Nothing ‘bout this is normal,” he told him seriously. 

 Sipping the drink she concluded that she was a little overwhelmed but otherwise okay. Nodding to herself she was thinking about heading back out to the floor again when she saw the owner of the club. Giving Keith a small smile she stepped out of his way since he was walking right towards her, assuming he was trying to get past her, surprised when he stopped in front of her instead. “I like your club!” Okay maybe that was a bit much. She didn’t dislike it. She just wasn’t used to this. 

“M-Matthew and Grace of course. I’d like to know a-all my friends a b-bit more though and I-I just met a couple new people.” 

@mistressxgrace @matthewxclarke @dhanilyman @gabrielmauchavant @traveledoceansoftime @wade-jensen @wolfxstorm @keith-crane @levixmatthews @belladonnaivy 

Anye didn't like not being in control.

But lately she realized that she was being selfish again, protecting herself without regard for other people's feelings and she knew that was wrong. She needed to do better. She would do better.

She sighed, clutching a bottle of expensive bourbon in her grasp and leaned on the door frame to Keith's office.

“Hi.” She said softly, offering a sheepish smile as she raised the bottle. “I bought a sorry I've been distant gift.”

[ @keith-crane​  sent from Betrayal/Regret Starters ] 

“If I tell you what I did, we’ll probably never see one another again.”

“Well, you can’t exactly say something like that and expect me not to ...not want to know what you’re talking about. Maybe I should decide that. Don’t you think?”

Dhani couldn’t help but be a bit upset with his bosses words. Why would he even bring it up then? Dhani knew he had probably killed people, he was a vampire after all, and it wasn’t exactly easy for Dhani to adjust his morality scale to not judging supernaturals for things he believed were inherently wrong, it had taken him years to make exceptions.

[ cont from here with @keith-crane​ ]

“Oh-- fuck.”

Dhani gasped as the man moved faster than he should have. Like... a vampire. He remembered that from his dreams. He took a slow breath taking a moment to consider the man’s tone, the concern in his voice. Knowing of him, right away. That had to be better than someone running into him, concerned for a fellow troubled human being but not a friend. 

“Sorry-- You scared me...” Dhani tried to look less lost and frazzled than he was.