The Vampires Curse

Captivated with freedom

"i cant believe he blacked out like that" nagito hummed, looking over at the unconscious hajime beside him. they had decided to take him home. At first izuru was against it, and he had made a variety of logical points as to why it was a bad idea, but nagito and shuichi were both convinced that taking him home was a much better option than leaving him there. They had no way to find out where he lived, and his employee friend, souda as nagito has remembered, was nowhere to be seen. izuru was split between waiting for him to return, or just taking the passed out shorty to their residence, and taking hajime was the option that won. It wasnt too difficult to get him in the car, he was noteably small, and not height wise, but more over that his general shape and build was slim and petite. it was humurous to nagito, who found as if he was a girl. Ontop of that, something about hajime was causing the three of them a greater issue. his smell. it was absolutely enticing, and all three of the males were attempting to keep their hands off of him. izuru had the best self control out of them. mostly becuase he fed off of nagito from time to time. shuichi was rarely hungry, so he didnt really care, but this was really bothering him. The three males were vampires., and as ridiculous as it was, it was true. Thats why hajimes smell bothered them all so much. it was his blood that they were after "if i didnt know any better i'd say his idiocy reaches the same level as yours, if not, worse" izuru replied "i have to agree with kami" shuichi murmured "you're pretty reckless but he seems like hes been in this state for a while" 

The car halted to a stop, pulling into the driveway of a large home. it wasnt billionare large, but it was big enough for the three of them, enough for it to be both spacious, and comfy. nagito stepped out of the car, taking a big inhale "smells like home~" he chimed. izuru lifted hajime from the car, carrying him into the house with no trouble at all. The interior of the home was almost victorian, a low burning fireplace, silk curtains, couches that were outlined with intricate detail along the rim, and gold thread was sewed into anything that had leather or cushion. It was something that shuichi hated, but nagito didnt really mind either, or. Hajime was placed onto the couch softly, izuru put a hand to his forehead before pulling away "he's terribly warm" nagito rushed over to hajimes side, feeling his forehead aswell "oh my god" he gasped. hajimes skin was practically boiling. his head felt hotter than the concrete during a summers day "i hope hes okay..." nagito pulled away. he felt a small loneliness, wanting to touch the smaller male more. Though nagitos feelings were most likely those of a hungry vampire, his chest hurt with something else, though he couldnt put his finger on it. he brushed his hand Against hajimes shoulder ,feeling his skin, before tracing hajimes neck with his finger, Its such a shame you're asleep like this. i would have loved to see those bright green eyes yet again, nagito thought silently. his mouth watered with hunger, yet he attempted to seize his urge. he could feel izurus eye grinding daggers into the back of his head. he pulled away, knowing he would get a good scolding if he didnt behave "he's going to be fine, im asking you both to behave yourselves" izurus words seemed more directed at nagito then shuichi, but nagito knew why. 

They had all come to the conclusion that izuru was better fit to watch hajime overnight, and in the morning, izuru would go to sleep, and shuichi and nagito would watch over hajime during the light period. Izuru was extremely quick to shut down the idea, yet nagito couldnt understand why. Izurus control was much stronger than the others, so he couldnt understand why izuru was so keen on distancing himself from hajime, yet the possibility that izuru didnt even trust himself lingered in the air, and nagito knew it was obvious to them all. in the end, izuru would stay with hajime overnight. nagito felt a pain sting in his chest, thinking about izuru alone with hajime made him...mad? no, it was jealousy. boiling, hot, molten jealousy. this feeling of hellfire in his chest, nagito knew it all too well. he was jealous. izurus eyes would be on hajime all night, he would have the chance to do whatever he wanted. nagito knew that izuru was different, and he wouldnt touch hajime at all, yet the thought lingered in his mind "you'll get hungry...wont you?" nagito asked, attmepting to hide what was conspiring in his brain. izurus gaze fixed on nagito, motioning for him to approach him with a finger. Nagito already knew what was to come next. he approached the black haired male, izurus eyes trailed his neck hungrily. it scared nagito just how much desire pooled in his blood red eyes before lifting nagitos chin "i'll be okay" he mumbled against nagitos skin, lips brushing against his neck. izurus hot breath made nagitos hairs stand up, his fangs barely scraping his skin. nagito could smell izuru now. he smelled nice, it was almost lulling. pheromones typically didnt work on other vampires, but becuase of izurus age and strength, it was strong.izuru quickly pulled away, leaving nagito in a state of confusion "wh-" he began before being quickly shut off by izurus immense glare. shuichi approached izuru cautiously, whispering something in his ear before hurrying to nagitos side "Im.....fine" he replied in his usual tone. his statement sounded like he was trying to convince himself rather than shuichi and nagito. they both looked at him with worry before nagito touched his neck, hes never done THAT before , he thought. it wasnt unusual for izuru to occaisonally feed off of nagito, but this was different. he wasnt Hungry, he was...starved. like he hadnt eaten in forever, and nagito felt the intimidating aura that he usually gave off when he was in a bad mood. not to mention his scent. it was strong and overpowering, its after effects still hung over nagito like a cloud "leave" he growled.