Axel had come home to the house a mess even though he had told Terran to make sure that it was spotless by the time he got home. When he saw the clothes and other things still on the floor it was like something snapped in the vampire, as he moved though the house and found the teen sitting int he lounge watching tv. HE reached over and grabbed his shoulder before pulling him over the couch and onto the floor. “What did I tell you to do while I was away boy?!”
It was hours later that Terran opened bleary eyes to take in the sight of the fireplace. Restless sleep hadn’t dulled his memory of what had happened, and he felt a wave of disappointment roll through him.
Still alive. Still here.
Part of him knew he needed to get up — there were things to be done, or else — but at the same time, he couldn’t bring himself to move a muscle. It was a bone-deep tiredness, one he was well-acquainted with that no amount of rest would ever cure.
As Terran woke Axel was already in bed for the evening, once he had put the other to rest in front of the fire he had set about cleaning everything that he hadnt cleaned and made sure the house was tidy once more, he knew he had come very close to killing the younger male, and he for now would just ignore it the best he could and hope that Terran would do the same.
After all he had healed him and made sure he wouldnt die, he did still need him to be his daytime eyes and ears.
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