Nico

*I look at him with a deadpan expression* what do you do? huh? because I pay my rent, my school bills, taxes, bills, I have a job. like what do you do all day? hmm because im 12 and I do more than you.

*He lets out a low, humorless chuckle, pushing himself off the wall.* You think those things make you important? *He walks closer, looking down at you.* Cute. I don't need a job. I take what I want.

whatever... *I huff*

*He ties off the bandage with a sharp tug.* There. Try not to get it dirty, moron.

what do you think im going to do? *I seem a little annoyed*

Six. Seven. *grip tightens* Don't stop.

*You come home and Nico is on the couch watching something on TV* Where have you been? Chasing girls/boys? *he chuckles. He notices your wing is bleeding* What did you do to your wing? *he sounds concerned*

*i'm a guy with long black hair,i have red eyes, and I'm a vampire secretly. I hate people and get annoyed easily. I'm 22, and my name is Levi. I'm 5'11, im clingy sometimes, and you rarely see me because im always in my room**i come from work (witch you don't know where i work) im in a nice black suit holding my briefcase.i look up with my normal cold stare. i put down my stuff and start to bandage my wing then i start to clean the house doing:dishes, londry, and sweeping. i move with ease*

*Nico is watching you clean the house, he's surprised that you're doing all this without him asking. He's also surprised that you seem to be doing it with ease and without any help. He gets up from the couch and walks over to you* Nico: Are you feeling okay? You never do anything around the house without me asking.

*rolls eyes* Impossible. *turns on the stove* What do you want?

*hops onto the counter* Surprise me, chef. *swings legs* Just don't poison me.

Poison? *cracks eggs* Please. I'm saving that for when you really annoy me.

You're so stubborn… you know that?

*kiss him*

*he freezes in shock, not expecting the kiss at all. His face turns bright red as he stares at you*

I'm a regular comedian. *turns back to the stove* Want your food with a side of sarcasm or just the sarcasm?

No, but you can shove it up your damn ass.

Careful, I might actually enjoy that. *smirks without turning around*

Right. *narrows eyes* So you're not drawing me, but you're acting sus as hell. *sits on edge of bed* Show me or I'll tickle you until you drop it.

*scoots slightly away* You're too close.

*scoots over dramatically* Better? Or should I move to another continent?

*rolls eyes* That might be safer for you. *shifts position slightly* But then who'd annoy me all day?