Dark Commitment (Diabolik Lovers Fan fiction)

5. Revenge? (old version)

The soothing sound of rushing water and the sweet smell of an unknown, but amazing bath oil, relaxed you. As you turned the tap of the marble bath off, you slowly undressed. It was a while since you've taken such a luxurious bath and you wanted to make the best of it. Your fingers trailed the cool marble material and sighed. Geez, how rich were these bastards? The whole bathroom was made out of white marble, which felt terrible cold against your bare feet. Except the washbasins, which were made out of dark rosewood. Beautiful contrast.

A small luster chandelier lighted the room, along with some vanille reeking candles. You found them lying in one of the small cabinets, unused most of them. Why not use them while you're here? A small matchbox was placed next to it, ready for use.

You knotted your (H/C) hair into a messy bun, so that it wouldn't get wet. Before you stepped into the bathtub, your gaze fell onto a large mirror. A pair of tired (E/C) eyes looked back. Dark circles hung under them, even though you have slept enough the last few days. Hand sliding to your neck, feeling nothing of whats left of their bite. Your skins was smooth, yet looked a few shades paler than before. Lack of sunlight, perhaps? Probably. You haven't been able to go outside since you got here. You didn't even know what was happening outside in the world. Like your parents. My parents. Surprisingly, not a single thought of them occurred to you. How were they doing? Were they searching for me? Maybe some witnesses saw me getting abducted! A small spark of hope that was embedded deep inside of you, quickly died out as rational thoughts came destroying every piece of hope you had.

Realising you still stood there naked, while the water temperature dropped, you quickly dove in. The relaxation sensation of the water mixed with the oil, made you forget all of your previous thoughts. Worrying about them wasn't going to help you with escaping. Keeping your head straight and clear was your main aim. As long as no one distracted you, you would be fine. Except one or two vampires clearly liked playing with you. The red haired egomaniac and the perverted leach. Especially the last one, Laito.

Last night's dinner party was abruptly disturbed by some horny goat who couldn't keep his hands- no feet off you. You grumbled in annoyance, making bubbling sounds. Ever since last night you couldn't stop thinking of getting back at him, but nothing has popped up. Well, it wasn't a normal occurrence of dealing with perverts. And this time you couldn't ask the lovely internet to help you either. Fuck.

Small little drops of condensed water rolled down the mirror, creating a damp area. Your eyes were closed and your mind was somewhere else, not alert on your surroundings. You could hear a soft muffled sound of footsteps on the white bathroom rug, but for some reason ignored it.

"Oi Titselina!" Eyes opened, seeing the familiar smirk of the self obsessed vampire. Realizing that his eyes were pinned on your chest area, you immediately covered yourself with your hands and hid under the thick foam layer. Titselina?

"Get out!" you yelled, splashing water on him, but only making you reveal bits of yourself, much to his enjoyment. You swore that he was almost as bad as Laito. They're twins for a reason, you thought. How did he get in? I swear I locked the door! Your eyes averted to the door, which stood wide open. How?

"Nah, I'm enjoying the view," he smirked devilishly. You blushed a deep red as his eyes were still locked on you, luckily the foam was covering your naked body.

"Don't you have any sense of dignity? Barging in while some is taking a bath, for someone who thinks so highly of himself is degrading at least!" you spat.