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just a couple. newest to oldest

“Zon! Zon! Zon!” 

Zon stepped out of the bathroom, towel drying his hair. “What?” 

“Come here,” Saifah patted the bed. Zon quickly tossed the towel into the bathroom and with an eye roll, he took a seat on the bed. Saifah grabbed his hand and put it over his heart. 

“You feel that?” He made thumping sounds. Faster. Faster. Faster. “That’s how I feel about you. It’s so real yet so cheesy because it’s like those cartoons. My heart could burst out of my chest.” 

Zon tried to take back his hand. Saifah didn’t let go. Zon took it as a loss. He curled into Saifah and as they settled into the bed, Sai started drawing circles on the back of his hand. Zon hummed. Then Sai’s other hand started tangling fingers into his hair. This felt normal. Most of these touches, all of this seemed easy to the two of them. Zon flash-backed to just a few days ago when he couldn’t stop himself. He had to keep caressing Saifah’s burning up cheeks. 

“Zon,” Sai murmurs, lips nearly kissing his forehead. 

“Hmm?” 

“Don't you feel it? Thump. Thump. Thump.” 

“Yes, your heartbeat. You told me, Sai.” Fingers still twirled his hair and Zon started feeling sleepy. Then suddenly Sai jumped on top of him, pinning his arms above his head. Sai leaned within inches of his face. 

“No, Zon, it’s your heartbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump.” Suddenly, Zon’s ears filled with the sound of his own heart beating. So incredibly fast, probably even faster now that Sai’s lips were so close to his. Yes, they kissed already, but right now...his thoughts were interrupted by a nose nudge. Zon chuckled and latches hands at the back of Sai’s neck. They smile and lock lips. It was small, sweet yet exhilarating making Zon incredibly nervous. Sai released his lips to kiss a cheek, then he chuckled when he got a gasp of surprise from Zon. 

“Sai,” Zon gripped his shoulders. “Th-” lips brushed over his neck. “That- tickles.” Sai took it a little further and suddenly zipped down to Zon’s foot. “No, Sai, that’s even worse. Don't!” A finger softly caressed the middle of his foot. Zon’s foot shook. Then Sai kissed the top of it, then his ankle...Zon shuddered once more when lips connected to an inner thigh, Sai thinking to himself how lucky he is that those lounge shorts are so short. 

“Zon,” Sai whispers as he stops at his hips. Zon shakes his head, opening his eyes to see Sai’s squinty-eyed, beautiful face looking up at him. “Zon, Zon, Zon, my Zon,” Sai clocks his eyes and taking in that what he was about to do next was okay, he set about just slightly lowering those shorts, pressing a kiss into the curve of his hip. It was involuntary, the little lift into the kiss. Zon had no idea where it came from but he did it again when Saifah started to place warm kisses to the other hip. Zon gulped and then he snatched Saifah by the face, dragging him up his body. Then he took a page from Saifah’s book and did something silly. He put Saifah’s ear to his heart. “Thump, thump, thump. That’s what you do to me. That’s something I don't want to ignore. It’s a feeling I’ve never had before.” Zon suddenly caught himself. “Wait, what? No, this is-” Sai puts a finger to his lips. He put his hands over Zon’s chest and pinned his chin there. 

“What’s between us is real. It’s actually a wild fantasy come true for me. I’m living a dream and hell if that’s what it is then I don't want to wake up. So, can I kiss you all night my Zon?” Saifah puckers his lips, asking for a kiss. Zon snatched him by the face again.

“Do you have a memory of a fun scene that happened backstage”

Like we could be just sitting across each other in this insignificant fast food chain, and. I don’t know. I could be stuffing food into my face…

Or Or

We could be sitting on the grass somewhere acting like the little shits we are…

And then you tell me, completely out of the blue, “Thank you.” “What for?” I’d say, ignorant me. And you say some kind of really nice bullshit like “For being my friend” or “for existing” or “for everything.”

Stop it. Don’t you know you’re scaring me? I'm sorry I feel that way, but I do. Why are kind words always associated with good byes, and it feels like you’re leaving? I know you’re not, but don’t go.

I've never seen any mention of him succeeding, but he definitely did want to. One thing I love about the Cappadocians is that Cappadocius actually believed that God was the first generation, not Caine, which... if you think about it makes sense given how crazy powerful the Antediluvians are at third generation; would be totally plausible to me that God could easily be a vampire in the VTM verse and just be a ridiculously powerful one.