Animal I Have Become

Surprise!

6 weeks later...

Dean woke up in the middle of the night, not feeling well. He whimpered and buried his face in Roman's chest, rubbing his stomach to try and make the nausea go away.

Roman heard whimpering and opened his eyes to see his lover holding his stomach tightly. "What's wrong, baby boy?"

"Don't feel well." He mumbled.

Roman frowned and brushed the hair out of Dean's eyes with his hand. "Do you need to get to the bathroom?"

"I think so.." He groaned as Roman picked him up, carrying him to the bathroom. Dean sat in front of the toilet and rested his head on the seat. He felt tears sting his eyes as he began to gag.

Roman frowned as he watched his lover get sick. He wondered if maybe Dean was getting ill because he hasn't fed on anyone for two weeks. He decided that it was that and he rubbed Dean's back, saying, "We need to get you to feed on someone. You're getting sick because you haven't fed on anyone in a couple weeks."

Dean looked up at his lover, more tears stinging his eyes. "Ro...I've gone longer than this without feeding and I didn't get sick. Something...just...doesn't feel right."

"Well...we still need to get you to feed. Feed...from me...if you must..."

Dean gasped, he had done that once before but Roman seemed lethargic after it. He sighed and said, "I'd rather feed from someone else. I don't want to hurt you."

Roman nodded and picked Dean up, flushing the toilet. He carried Dean until he found a homeless man, sleeping in the rain. "There. Go feed from him."

Dean hesitantly walked over to the sleeping man. Before diving his fangs into the man, he snapped the man's neck to make sure he was dead. Once he was sure that he was dead, Dean sunk his fangs into the old man, moaning at the taste. Dean ripped the body to shreds and looked up at Roman. "You should try it. He tastes like steak."

Roman thought for a minute. He guessed a little bite couldn't hurt. He sat down next to his lover and picked up a piece, taking a bite. "Pretty good." He mumbled.

"I know." Dean smirked as he ate some more. Soon, the two of them had the whole body eaten and were ready to head back to Dean's apartment. But as soon as they got to the apartment, Dean felt nauseous again and ran straight to the bathroom. Roman frowned as he heard his lover vomit. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't possibly take Dean to the hospital, they would find out that he wasn't human. He then remembered about the doctor that his father would always take Roman to when he got sick as a child. But he didn't know the number. He frowned. How was he supposed to get Dean to the only supernatural doctor in the country when he didn't have the number? He sighed, he was going to have to get a hold of his father, even though he had disowned Roman. It was his only hope, but he couldn't possibly tell his father that Dean was a vampire.

He wanted to scream. This was getting so confusing. If his father found out that he was dating a vampire, he would surely never want to see him, let alone talk to him anymore. But he couldn't let his lover keep getting sick without knowing what was causing it. With a shaky breath, he dialed his father's number. A deep voice answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Father...it's me...Roman..."

"What the fuck do you want? I thought I told you to never speak to me again."

Roman frowned. "I recently...fell in love...with another man with supernatural powers and all day he has been vomiting. I can't take him to the human hospital because they will find out he is a vampire...so I was just wondering if you could give me the number to that supernatural doctor that you would always take me to when I got sick?"