The everyday monsters in our lives

He was just enjoying the closeness and how comforting it felt until the vampyre grasped at his hips; a feeling he hadnt felt in a long time. The whisper made his cheeks flare up with warmth and he leaned away to look at him with vulnerable eyes. If it was what the vampyre really wanted, then Joe wouldnt have said no. The addition about the wedding made him sigh softly. “Well why not? We could sneak off to somewhere and catch up on what we’ve missed. Seems to be an ongoing pattern either way.” He muttered the last bit before he looked at the vampyre with vulnerable eyes. “I’ll be expecting it now.” He told him before he returned to hugging him. Feeling the kisses on his neck, he relished in them and how it made everything in him feel so good. If only it could soothe all of his problems to have the vampyre kiss him with such loving lips. “I know.” He sighed. Louis showed up, folding her hands. “I’m sorry but I think Joe will need some time to relax before his next feeding. I have had Lily escort the human home” She said, though Joe frowned a little. “I want Cesare to stay.” He said, grasping at the vampyre. Louis sighed. “You’ve done well today but it can shift from one feeding to another, Joe.” She reminded him. Joe was steadfast, looking at the vampyre with vulnerable eyes before looking at Louis with a small frown. “Let him stay while I rest.” He pleaded, the daemoness eyeing the vampyre with a contemplating eye.

Cesare was right, if Joe was allowed one loophole, he would jump right into the next one. Just anything to really get to spend time with the vampyre. Louis however wasnt seemingly budging. Cesare’s request was lighter and doable. She just nodded before she gave Joe a look. He was not to ruin all the progress he had been making already. “It was nice meeting you Cesare.” She said, smiling before she gestured for them to go ahead. Joe was a little saddened and irritated. Was it a crime to want to spend time with his boyfriend? The boyfriend he hadnt seen in so many days? He followed Cesare as they walked hand in hand, listening but with a sad expression. “Where will you be?” He asked before they reached the car.
He looked at it and back at the vampyre before he noticed what kind of car it was. He quite geeked out instantly, walking closer to it, inspecting it from a distance, while Cesare explained. “Oh Cesare I cant take this beauty away from you.” He argued, with his better vision, he could truly see how well kept the car was. Though he still struggled with his strength to really begin fixing things, he was making progress.
He turned to the vampyre looking serious. “I dont know what to say.” He admitted because it was such a nice car that he didnt know whether to decline out of respect for it’s true beauty or because he still didnt want to be spoiled. And yet… maybe the car could slip under the spoil limit simply from how excited he got from seeing it and the curiosity to open it up and see how it looked under the hood too.

The vampyre did show up uninvited and if Joe hadnt been in such a good mood today, then it would have been catastrophic. And that was putting it mildly. Louis had been kind today. But the elder daemoness also knew what she was doing. At least Joe had to trust that she did. “I’m really glad she didnt.” He admitted. That would have maybe caused a stir.
“It’s my sister’s. I dont want to miss it.” He confessed, looking at the motion she showed once he had the grip right. He didnt think he could ever male something of meaning but this way, would he at least be able to train control over his own body.
The question about Mark made him chuckle. “I do think he is. But I guess you’ll have to ask him.” He said before he was distracted by a sudden thought. “Did he go out of his way to touch your shoulder when you let him go? Just like a light squeeze?” He asked. If she confirmed then he’d chuckle, but not exactly disclose why it was important, nor why he was chuckling about it. He could be teasing even in a saddened mood when he wanted to.

He grabbed the counter and squeeze lightly, the wood of course complained but so far had he never broken it. It just helped him relax, feeling the resistance there was in the hard countertop. Louis had warned him that if he broke it then he would also have to replace it; and just to make things worse would he have to install it himself.
He eventually calmed down and was ready to move on. He was getting better at feeding for every passing day. He was a little reluctant with downing it but it did go down at some point; a thing he had really struggled with the first couple of days that he was here. Oh the fights he had had and lost because he didnt know how to navigate this new body. “I have not yet. I want to make sure I dont crush the parts I’ll be fixing. It’s a really beautiful car. And also very much my boyfriend’s. So I’d want to be sure I’m not ruining it.” Though he had to admit that he really missed getting his hands dirty from oilchecks or tinkering with some tubing; just anything that had to do with the car. “We’ll dive to the wedding.” He said. He didnt really want to drink, nor did Louis think it was a good idea. “Oh dammit. I should have asked if Mark was going to show.” He then remembered before he sighed. “I guess we’ll have to wait and see. Unless you’re full on texting now?”

“Gross.” He said with a disgusted smile because he hadnt really needed to know that at any point. Not that he really believed her; But Mark was like a brother to him and it wasnt like they hadnt been behaving like siblings at best once the ice was broken. “Can you really just… not talk about banging my childhood friend in the same sentence you give me info?” He asked with a chuckle, shaking his head. She had lightened his gloomy mood already.
When they arrived at the thrift shop, he wasnt really sure where to even begin, but she did so he just followed her. The mention of blue made him a little unsure. It was a little daring to not go in all black right? She called it boring but he found it safe. “I want one that goes well with what he’ll wear. I want to match.” He said, shifting through some things. A lot of the suits were old. Some seemed cheap. And the good ones had a hole somewhere. He sighed. “I never really cared about what I wear. This is annoying.” He muttered the last bit. Why did it have to feel so complicated? He looked at the suit she picked out, moving his hand up to poke through a hole in the jacket. “Cigarette burn.” He concluded before looking at her.

“No. I guess I’ll have to guess. But he’d have to wear something that fits his eyes. He has a unique color after all.” He pointed out. Had he been here on his own had he given up after the cigarette burn. But that was the good thing about Lily. She had set out to find a suit and so she would. The not completely black suit was actually quite fitting. He at least liked it. “I’ll try. I can roll up the legs and if it fits, we’ll find out how to sew them.” He agreed. In the dressing room he undressed. He didnt really look at himself often but he had been keeping up with his exercises on a light schedule. Which seemed to be fine either way because he already had built some good muscle. Maintaining it was all he needed. He looked over at his collarbone, seeing the vampyre’s mark. He reached up and touched it gently before he got dressed, hiding the mark away when he closed the jacket. He got into the shoes as well before he stepped out for the daemoness to see. “I guess I do like it.” He admitted, turning back to look at the mirror. “Oh your boyfriend looks so hadnsome.” An old lady smiled at Lily, Joe frowning lightly before he chuckled. “No, we’re not…”

The old lady did quite miss the snarky tone. “No, I guess he would do better than a girl with all that attitude.” She remarked rather rudely before she left them. One of the downsides with a thrift shop. It wasnt like the old lady needed them to buy something. So customer service was pretty much a gamble. “There’s no need to fix the pocket or inside. I wont be taking it off, and I’ll just use the other one?” He said as it wasnt that big of a deal. It was just supposed to look good. And it did. They found a rather fancy shirt to match and Joe hoped that the vampyre wasnt showing up in different colours.
While Lily looked for a dress did Joe go around, looking at whatever he could. He reached down into his pocket and took a moment to look at the cube. He touched it with his thumb before pressing lightly on it to squeeze it. When Lily was in her dress he came over and hummed. “That looks good.” He hummed with a nod.
Once they were done, and everything was paid, Joe did notice the old lady’s stern eyes on the young daemoness. It was just good that they had to go. Lily’s apology made him shake his head. “They were exactly like that back where I came from too. You just sort of ignore it eventually.” He said. He let her hold his arm before they went back. He went on to tell her some stories he had with him and Mark as kids just to give her something to talk about. One time they had been frog hunting but the rain the night before had made their shoes sink in the mud. It took them longer to figure out how to save their shoes abd they actually ended up not finding any frogs at all.