#sim v

“I say we go that way.”

“V, my luv, no offence but you have the sense of direction of a blind bat in broad daylight during a music festival!”

“That is somewhat of an exaggeration! I have only gotten lost trice!”

“That’s not the way to our trailer.”

“Who spoke of trailers? I certainly didn’t.”

“You little vixen, you are are going to get us lost.”

“Is really the concept of us getting lost together in the wilderness that appalling to you?”

“We’re going to dihydrate in the middle of the desert.”

“You forget I have the power to make it rain, ijit, so I believe our chances of survival are vast. So let’s go get lost.”

“Why do you want to go get lost in the desert?”

“I wish to monopolize you to myself.”

Perhaps he could be blamed for it. Jumping head first into a portal dragging Vitale behind because it could be an “adventure”. Being dragged through a psycadelic ride through a reality bending wormhole somewhere new. He was the first come to, and somehow, reality, seemed different almost, unreal. But in overall everything seemed normal, he could hear the birds, feel grass and smell the pine trees in the wind. At his side, Vitale was unconscious, eyes closed.

“Ugh... Vita... Are you awake?”

Jeremiah turned to his side, waving a hand over Vitale’s face.

“V?”

No answer.

“Still out, I see...”

“Well, the longer you’re out, the more time I have with you before you try to murder me...”

He was certain Vitale was going to throw a fit for this. After all they went through the last year, Jeremiah pulling him through a hole in reality to go on “adventure”.

Jeremiah grinned, poking the man’s beautiful pink lips on pale skin.

“Heh, you’re so beautiful?”

Vitale stirred, eyes opening slowly, lashes fluttering as green eyes fell on him.

“Wanderer?” 

“Vita? Are you alright?”

“... I am going to murder you!”

Vitale got up first, looking around. He didn’t recognize the hoods where they were, nor the cliffs nearby. It seemed they had landed in the middle of nowhere. Damn dragons and their dragon breaks through reality and time. Where had Jeremiah brought him?

“Where are we?”

“I have absolutely no idea. But we’re alive! We didn’t die! And no wild animals have tried to eat us yet! Or demons!”

“I told you not to do this!” Vitale groaned.

“V, luv, come on! It’ll be fun!”

“It was being fun just fine in our reality before you decided to try and break it!”

“Okay! I didn’t break it! You’re the one with the powers to break it! I just decided to Wander! It’s not bad! We’re fine! Stop being so uptight like you have a broom up your ass! Have some fun with your beautiful demon hunting dragon boyfriend, and stop being a dicktwat!”

“The eloquence of your vocabulary never ceases to amaze me!” Vitale groaned.

"Just help me up, Vita!” And Jeremiah tugged Vitale’s arm.

“Ugh!” Vitale sighed. “You’re lucky you’re handsome!”

“I have a face to die for!” Jeremiah winked.

“Vita...”

“Hmm?”

“Are you truly happy with me?”

“I don’t know. I have to put up with this silly big puppy in love that is quite overwhelming and obnoxious.”

“...”

“He who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sunrise.”

“Is that your way of saying I’m your joy?”

Greetings from Strangerville

"I feel vulnerable without the nightmares... After the Qliphoth and the Oroth, I find the demon flora more threatening than any demon king.”