WIP Wednesday (4/24) | Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 171)
“I will stay so long as you get it through your thick skull that I’m not your imaginary friend.” Neil starts, then he adjusts the string of his hoodie so they’re even. “I’m also not a hallucination or a delusion or a mirage or anything other fucky word that means made up.”
“It’s through.” Andrew says immediately, hating himself for it. Because he knows he’d say anything to keep this man around. He'd lie. He'd beg. He might even say p—
“Good.” Neil says with a decisive nod of his head. Then he lets out a sort of laugh. “This was all my fault really. I should never have told you what I was. It was bound to confuse you. Humans are stupid like that.”
“You were human just four months ago.”
“I was stupid then, too. Believe me.”
“I bet you were stupider than me,” Andrew says. An attempt to make Neil laugh for real. It works. And that sound makes Andrew feel lighter than air.
“You’d probably be right. You’ve got a year of college under your belt and I barely got through high school,” Neil says, making that ‘thinking about his past’ face. When he feels Andrew looking at him, he shrugs. “Hard to get good grades when your life is a living hell.”
“Oh, too true,” Andrew agrees. Then he's quiet for a moment before asking, “Did you end up graduating or did you drop out?”
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WIP Wednesday (4/24) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 117)
Andrew pulls away immediately, feeling a thousand times better. He uses Nicky’s eyes as a mirror and sees he’s only got a bit of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth this time. He thumbs it away before saying, “I owe you.”
“If you pick up the popcorn explosion, we’ll be even,” Nicky mutters before slipping into his post-drink coma. Andrew rolls his eyes at the request but agrees to the terms. He’s picked up twenty-three pieces before Aaron unwisely opens his mouth.
“I’m starting to think we need to lock you in a bathroom for a while.”
Andrew freezes for a second at that. And Nicky valiantly tries to sit up, the venom making it a bit difficult for him to get his voice working. “Don’t—”
“If you find a bathroom that can hold me, you can try.” Andrew challenges, looking Aaron in the eye. To prove his point, he zips around the room and picks up every piece of popcorn he sees— which is all of them, one hundred and nineteen to be exact. Then he pushes the bowl into Aaron’s hands.
His twin looks up at him, bewildered for a moment at his speed. “I’ll get to work on that.”
“Good luck.” Andrew wipes his hands on his jeans to remove the greasy feeling. “I have to go back to the court now. If you hear sirens… It’s probably me.”
“We’ll bust out the good pitchforks for you,” Aaron jokes. Then he takes a piece of popcorn from the bowl and Andrew doesn’t stop him from putting it in his mouth.
“Hey… That was… on the floor,” Nicky slurs, making Aaron grimace.
“Oh. Ew.” His face twists and Andrew cackles as he leaves, finally in a decent mood.