I didn't know I needed you/ Vylante FF~

Chappy 11~ The Princess Named Pea

Dante P.O.V

It's been several periods of classes, I've dropped Vylad off at his class, and then rushed to get him to the next. Man. Being a loving "friend" is hard. But, Garroth told me to take him home when he's falling asleep. I grab my bag, and then I grab his bag, and then I grab him. "Off to my house Vylad. You'll be resting comfortably over there." I say quietly to him, he shifts around and quietly snores into my chest.
As we leave the school, I quickly shoot Garroth a text.

~~Texting Session~~
G-Garroth
D-Dante

D: I'm taking him to my house.
G: Kk. I'll pick him up there.
D: 👌🏻👌🏻
G: and don't get pervy with my sleeping baby brother.
D: will do

Oof. That could of gone so much better. But, I've acknowledged that Vylad has gotten hurt in the past, and so have Garroth and Zane. The are the reasons they all are still alive. The stories, or as I should say, the excerpt I heard, Vylad has it the most rough. I unlock my door, and head up to my room with the Sleeping Beauty. He really is precious. I put our stuff down and lay him on the bed. I gently wake him from his slumber. "5 more minutes." He whines. "No, you can have all the rest you want after you change." I got up and went to my closet, got out a sweatshirt that will be to big for him, that says "boyfriend material." My ex girlfriend got that for me. And a pair of shorts. I go back over to the bed and give him the clothes.

Vylad P.O.V

As he gave me the clothes, he helped me up and left me to change. "Dante. I need help." I say, being my tired self didn't help the scenario. "Are you naked? I'm not allowed to be in the same room if your even half naked." He said, he walked in hand over his eyes. I giggled, this were the moments I lived for. "Just help me. Pwease?" I pulled out the puppy dog eyes, and the quivering lip. Gotcha! "Awwwww! I'm sorry let me help the precious princess!" He says, being half sarcastic and half genuine. He stripped me of my jacket and shirt, and put his oversized sweatshirt on me. It was warm, and smelled just like him. He carefully took off my pants. In light of the recent events, I don't know what came over me. I slapped him and cried in a corner. I probably made him mad! He hates me now! He hates me! "You hate me? I know you do. I'll just leave." I whimpered out. "It's okay. It's okay. I couldn't ever be mad at you. It was an accident. Just let me help you. I won't do anything." He says to me softly. I turn around and stand up, I let him pull of my pants and put the shorts on me. "All better?" He asks. I nod and climb onto his bed. "You need anything?" He says. "I do."
"What is it?" He questions.
"You."I say meekly.
He comes over to the bed, and lays down next to me and holds his arms out. I scoot into his embrace. He wraps his arms around me gently. And kisses the top of my head. "I won't let you go."