My School's Student Council Members Are Vampires [discontinued]

The Secret Behind Kevin and Anir's Past

---Kevin’s POV----

“Where am I?” I turned my head when Anir asked.

“Hey. You’re awake.” I smiled. She squinted her eyes as she examined her surroundings. Slowly, she brought herself up and sat upright on the bed.

“I passed out again?” She sighed.

“I told you not to go anywhere without me. You weren’t what you used to be…. Here, drink this.” I said as I handed her a glass of water. She gulped it down and I watched her as she did so. She handed to me the empty glass when she was finished.

“Where are we?” She asked again.

“My apartment. I didn’t want to put you back in your dorm at school seeing your condition like this… Are you hungry? I made breakfast.”

----Anir’s POV----

I got up and followed Kevin as he leaded me to the kitchen. He pulled up the chair for me before I got to it. I looked at him while he just shot another one of those ‘I’m on top of the world’ smiles at me. I couldn’t help but rolled my eyes at him before I sat down. I wasn’t surprise when I saw what we were having for breakfast. As usual, bacon and eggs. No, I don’t mind that he was brought up in America, but can’t he just change the menu for once?

“Kevin…. Don’t you ever get sick of eating these? I mean… You’ve been eating these for centuries already..” And when I said centuries, I meant it. He’s been eating these since I can remember. We met a few hundred years ago in America and even then he was eating these. Anyways, where does all that fat in the bacon go? He’s been that skinny for who knows how long.

“Stop staring and start eating.” Kevin startled me from my thoughts when he stood up and reached over to me to cut up my bacon into pieces.

“Ya… I can do this myself, don’t forget I’m as old as you are, grandpa.” I joked and pushed his hands away as I grabbed a mouthful of eggs and bacon and chomped it down in one go.

“Aish! This girl…” Kevin started.

“What?”

“You’ve got some of the sauce on your face. Here.” He said as he pointed a finger on his left cheek, indicating where the stain was.

“Here?” I asked rubbing my cheek with a tissue paper.

“No… Your other cheek..”

“Here?”

“No. Up a little….”

“Here?!” I asked again for the third time.

“Ani… Further up… near your.. Ah! Nevermind!” Kevin suddenly got up, leaned across the dining table and snatched the tissue from my hands and started wiping the stain off my face.

“You’re one messy eater you know that?” Kevin sighed as he practically scrubbed the stain off my face.

“And you’re one rude servant, you know that?! Can’t you be a bit more gentle? Or are you trying to rub my whole face off?”

“Just stop fidgeting and hold still!”He said as he changed tissues and wiped my face, abit more gently now.

“…You know… I could have just gone to the sink and wash my face…”

“I know… He replied. I was staring at him and he seemed really focused (even though it was just a stain-remover job) His gazed was locked on my cheek, totally undisrupted.

“You knew?” I asked.

“Yeah.. But I just felt like doing this…” He replied again and stole a glance at me.