After Midnight

Untitled Part 4

this is a whole-ass filler chapter but its cute

So... I kissed Keith, and then he drank my blood? Wasn't really expecting that to happen last week.

Honestly, it doesn't make a difference whether or not he's human, he's still Keith, right? Unless he's not anymore... I haven't really left my bed since he left. I'm still getting over the shock of that happening. I want to talk to him, but I don't know if he wants to talk to me, or what's going to happen, or if he's even still here. I'm scared. Of Keith. Ridiculous right?

I miss him, though. It's been too lonely in my apartment without him. My mom still won't be home for another three weeks. I should be used to it by now though. The deafening silence that fills my head whenever I'm alone. I've gotten more accustomed to it over the years. Keith filled that silence... and now that he's gone, I don't know what to do with it. I miss Keith. So, so badly, and I wish I hadn't told him to leave that day. I should just go talk to him, but every time I go to stand in front of his apartment door it's silent, and I'm afraid that I'll open it and he won't be there anymore. He'll be gone. He'll have left me alone here. I don't know if I could take that.

But what if he is there? I would see his pretty, violet eyes and annoying mullet and perfect, pale skin standing in front of me again. The person I had come to love over the course of just a few months. So maybe I should take that chance. I will take that chance.

I sat up, not caring about getting dressed, and rushed over to Keith's door. I raised my hand to knock... and paused.

And then a huge grin spread across my face as the door was opened slowly. Keith looked at me, surprised. His hair was messy, and god did I miss that hair. He looked down at the floor.

"Hi?" Keith said in a small voice, quiet and vulnerable. I leaned forward, embracing him in a tight hug. He tensed and then relaxed, his arms coming to rest loosely around me. He breathed out a long breath, making small whimpering noises that I soon realized were the sounds of Keith crying as his blood red tears seeped into my blue shirt. It made a pretty shade of purple. I wondered if that's what we would look like if we were combined, slipping into each other as easily as water slid through the cracks in dull, gray cement.

"Hey, baby boy." I said, smiling when Keith hugged me tighter at the pet name. "It's alright..."

When Keith finally looked up, his eyes were puffy and his face was streaked with red. I licked at his cheek as another tear made its way down Keith's cheek. The metallic taste of blood had never bothered me much. He buried his face in my shirt again. We were still standing in the doorway.

"I- you-" Keith swallowed. "You should hate me Lance. I never meant- I never meant to hurt you. I know that you hate being taken advantage of, and I didn't tell you who I was... what I was. I was supposed to leave two months after I came to this town, but something about you has always made me stay..."

"Keith-" I started.

"But maybe the best thing for both of us would have just been for me to leave. To step back. You were supposed to be safe. I have no place here. I have no place anywhere." Keith cried into my shoulder. I walked us into his apartment, gently closing the door behind us and sitting us down on Keith's makeshift bed, his apartment achingly bare. He only had a few belongings, plus something in a room that I couldn't identify since the door was only cracked open.

"I know the feeling, baby, but you do have a place. You will always have a place as long as long as I'm here with you. I'll never leave you, Keith, so never leave me. Please. Don't leave." I said, pulling Keith onto my lap. I laid my cheek on top of his head and closed my eyes as Keith's hand came to rest on his lap over mine.