(i suppose im starting lmao)
zen entered the dim common room, already excited by the prospect. alcohol, girls, and getting isaac to be social for once in his life? an awesome combination. said boy was hot on zen's heels, trailing him closely over to a cooler.
"so, you gonna drink?"
"maybe. i don't like alcohol, and i don't know how much to drink to only get buzzed."
"come on, that ruins the fun of it! hangovers are a wordly experience. you're a better person after having a few." zen flung his arms out overdramatically, shaking his hands in jazz-hands form.
"no thanks." isaac leaned on one leg, jutting out a hip.
"fine. here, just one beer for you."
"beer is fucking disgusting, i'll pass. unless it has enough sugar to kill a whale and will blind me with color, it's not my kind of drink."
"priss."
"lowlife."
they went to go sit on a couch, zen taking up most of the space and isaac sitting with his legs tucked under him.
Vicente frowned as he watched Kariin consume large amounts of alcohol, knowing that he'd have to wait until it was out of her bloodstream to feed on her again. His irritation soon subsided when he noticed a a group of attractive girls and guys, presumably older than him, look in his direction-pretty much begging for his attention.
"oh, fuck me isaac."
isaac looked up in mild interest.
"colgate is here. see if you can grab his attention."
isaac raised an eyebrow. "why?"
"i want to see how he'll react. the bathroom is just past him. try it."
"you're terrible. what's my payment?" isaac began to get up, dusting off nonexistent dust from his pants.
"we'll see. go."
isaac sighed, straightening his shoulders and beginning a brisk walk over to vicente. he brushed shoulders with said guy, barely touching him before heading the rest of the way to the bathroom.
Vicente slowly turned to- Bell. He bit his lip and watched him walk towards the bathroom.
An invitation.
He stood up and followed him, now forgetting said group that was in front of him.
zen raised an eyebrow from his seat on the couch, preparing to get into a fight. bell may be crazy as hell, but he's not too strong.
if vicente tried anything, he trusted isaac to scream.
isaac reached the bathroom, waiting for a second before entering. he noticed someone following him, and wasn't sure what vicente expected.
Vicente quickly slid in after him, closing the door behind once he was in. "Hey," he leaned against the door and grinned.
isaac didnt turn to look at him, rolling out his shoulders.
"what makes you think you were invited in here? for all you know, i'm taken." he put a hand on his hip, displaying an attitude.
"And what makes you think I care?" he cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest.
"well, fair point on me being taken. the fact that you weren't invited is not a fair point. if i tell you to get out because i have to piss and you don't get out, that's invading my privacy and i could press charges. hm?" he finally turned around.
People don't usually take this long to finally give in. Vicente ought to try an alternative, he had to play a different game with this one. "Okay," he shrugged and walked out.
"thank you." he shut the door after vicente, locking it and heading over to the sink. he propped himself up on his elbows, sighing.
this was going to be a long night. knowing zen, he'd want to see how far they could push vicente. it was definitely funny, but not really pleasant on isaac's end. he didn't want vicente to be his first affair, and would rather keep his 'untouchable' status so that people would leave him alone.
((so, what are you lookin for here? my plan was that isaac keeps vicente hooked just enough to string him along for a while until they develop a kind of friendship and see what goes from there, but if you've got any ideas pls throw em out))
((Ooh that sounds good, mine was that Vicente ignores him and Issac tries to get his attention this time and the result being a friendship))
Vicente walked towards to the couch only to find Kariin's hands all over some random guy. He sighed and went over to the cooler to grab a drink.
((which one were you thinking? cause it'd be cool either way, but i think it'd be fun to write isaac just barely flirting with vicente. whatever you want, though!))
after about 8 minutes, isaac exited the bathroom and picked his way back over to zen.
"so, what happened?"
"he tried to corner me in the bathroom but i said i'd press charges if he fucked with me."
"…isaac, you are both terrifying and the weakest bitch i've ever seen."
isaac only took a deep breath and sat back down.
((Yeah i'm good with going with that idea… Issac barely flirting with him, i mean :p))
Vicente popped off the bottle cap of his beer with his thumb, bringing the it to his mouth when something caught his eye.
It was the bite mark on Kariin's neck-he forgot to heal it completely. Vicente set his beer down on the counter and ran over to grab her hand, the guy she was messing with protesting as a result.
isaac had been laid up on zen for a while, both of them getting progressively more bored.
"isa, i'm going to go find someone to fuck around with. are you good? if colgate tries it with you, just yell for me."
"i'm not good, but you can go. i'll just leave if i get too uncomfortable."
"alright. text me if you do."
as zen got up to find a group of girls, he noticed vicente struggling with kariin and her guy of the night. strange.
He finally got a hold of Kariin, dragging the giggling girl outside. How could I be this negligent?
isaac looked up just in time to see vicente dragging kariin outside. thank god that cunt is gone. nevermind the fact he's dragging kariin.
"Owie, you're hurting me," she whined, twisting her arm away from his grip. Vicente let go of her arm. "I could sue-" a hiccup escaped her lips. "Sue you for interrupting my quality time with that guy, " she barely managed to stand up straight, leaning against Vicente for support.
He tucked her hair behind her ear and brought his lips to her neck.
isaac sighed. there's nothing to do here. so he got up, carefully fighting through a mass of people until he got to the door. he exited, and immediately noticed vicente to his right. fuck.
isaac looked over. he had his mouth on the neck of kariin. before he could think, he spoke out to them.
"if you're gonna get kinky with the party host, you might as well take it to a bedroom. no reason to be public about it, colgate."
He was in the middle of healing her completely, sucking the venom out of her bite mark to make sure she didn't turn. Startled, Vicente whirled around at the sound of his voice, Kariin's toxic blood dripping down his chin. Kariin, however, only giggled. "Ha ha, 'colgate'," the wound on her neck was beginning to close up.
isaac's heart dropped.
"you're covered in blood."
he let out a harsh laugh of surprise, wiping an eye under his glasses.
"wow, i knew you were creepy, but i thought i was the crazy one here. " he pushed his sleeves up, revealing the sleeve of flowers tattooed on his left arm, and pushed his glasses up to squint at vicente.
"well, i'll leave you to it! if i get called to the station for a murder, i'll give them my account. you're lucky i was the one to walk in on you, they won't believe me!"
he turned on his heel and started walking towards his own dorm, one hand compulsively running through his hair.
Vicente quickly grabbed him by the arm and spun him around, gripping his shoulders tightly. "Murder? No, this isn't…this isn't what it looks like," he took the sleeve of his plaid shirt and wiped his mouth, licking the rest of the blood that was left over on his lips. "It's not what it is."
"I'm just gonna… go get the cake?" Kariin giggled and stumbled on her way inside.
"oh, boy. unless you've got that weird vampire kink, there's nothing else this can be. or unless you're an actual vampire, but if you told me that i'd just laugh at you. even if you were one, it's still fucking hilarious, because i've lived every stereotype of a rich kid and i am not about to be a dumb fucking bella swan."
he folded his arms and wrapped his hands around vicente's wrists.
Vicente slammed his body onto his, against a wall and twisted his wrists around to grip his shoulders. A low growl tore from his throat as he bared his dripping canines.
isaac let him, and then gave a venomous smile.
"if this is how i'm going to go out, so be it. but you'll be the one with my blood on your hands. and oh boy, my little brother wont like that. neither will zen. do it, pussy. end my fucking life. kill me, here, with your ugly ass teeth. bet you're glad you took advantage of someone who's on suicide watch every time he goes to the hospital, huh? bitch." he rolled his neck and stared vicente in the eye.
"you don't scare me. so do it."
Vicente blinked at him and everntually let him go. This wasn't something he expected to hear, it caught him off guard.
"I-" he stopped. It was better to not say anything. Better to not make him think you're pitying him. He hesitated, not knowing what to do.
It was the most awkward he's ever felt.
Instead, he turned around and walked back inside, already seeing a drunk Kariin cutting a slice of her cake. Vicente gave her a quick kiss on her cheek, wishing her happy birthday before he left.
isaac stood where vicente left him, eventually sliding down the wall to sit against it.
"there goes my chance."
he slumped, pulling out his phone to text zen.
hey. i was gonna leave, but vicente tried to corner me. i freaked him out, i think. are you done?
he quickly got a response.
yeah. i'll come get you in a second.
Starless nights were Vicente's favorite; they made walking a mile to his house worth it. He reached into the back of his pocket and pulled out a few hair pins as his other hand was working his hair into a loose bun.
He couldn't help but think about what happened a few moments ago. If only he'd known, he wouldn't have been bothered to go after him in that state. Vicente knew the damage he could do if he did.
isaac and zen tumbled into their dorm, hugging out a goodnight and going to their respective beds. isaac couldn't help but shudder, thinking about the interaction he had with vicente.
i almost died. but my lack of self-preservation… saved me? fucking strange. wonder if zen will still try to get me to chase after vicente.
Twenty minutes later, Vicente finally arrived home. It was a large Victorian-styled home that took years for him to repair. He walked in, piles of needles and bent metal spoons were the first to greet him. The bags of weed and dried mermaid blood were starting to pile up on his couches and tables, though he didn't really care that much.
