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Druggie Vampire ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃━ 07

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Druggie Vampire
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━ 07. Haunted

Waking up in the arms of Stefan Percy let a smile settle onto his face. He took in the large sight of the youngest Salvatore brothers bedroom making him let out a sigh snuggling deeper into the vampire's chest.

Stefan held him in a tighter embrace laying his head down on Percy's chest.

Percy had come to realize Stefan was a baby at heart; he loved affection, something that Percy did not love unless from his doppelgänger twin brother.

"Why are you not sleeping?" Cutting off his thoughts Percy looked down at Stefan hearing the sound of his gruffly voice which earned him a smile—running his hands through Stefan's hair he sighed.

"Because we live in a world where drug addicts become vampires after being murdered by a psychotic vampire." Humming Percy turned to the door just as it was thrown open by the very person he was talking about.

"One, I can hear you and I have to say my feelings are hurt. I thought we were becoming friends, Percy." Fake pouting Damon stared at the young siphon witch who in return gave him a blank stare.

"I don't have "friends" as you put it, I have two best friends and that's about it. Me and you are barely associates so let's not push it."

"And where the hell is Vicki?" Suddenly remembering the problem at hand he had not yet found the solution because it had disappeared.

"Oh, that reminds me yeah Vicki left." Revealing to them Damon smiled when a book came across his face making him groan holding his nose.

"What the hell Perseus!" Shouting Damon looked at him baffled to which he smiled.

"You're a bloody wanker."

"Now how the bloody hell are we going to find the whore?" Looking between the two vampires lifting his eyebrows Percy stared at them.

"Can't you use one of those witchy spells." Motioning with his hand as in reference to magic Damon suggested for him to use magic forgetting Percy hadn't learned an ounce of magic.

"Who the fuck do I look like—Harry Potter? I don't know any spells you trollop."

"What kind of knock off witch are you?" Damon lifted an eyebrow.

"What kind of knock off Vampire are you? Last I checked vampires don't stalk people they kill them. You and Stefan put vampires to shame." Stefan snapped his head to the left , staring at Percy in disbelief.

"What the hell did I do to you?"

"Nothing love, it's just I thought vampires were scary you two don't put an ounce of fear in my body. Underneath all that tough love act Damon's a soft boy." Slipping out of the bed he walked toward the closet.

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