Monsters (Analogical & Royality)

6

Virgil woke up with puke coming up his throat. He bolted to the bathroom, leaving his sunglasses on his bed. The vampire barely made it to the toilet before he heaved up last night's dinner.

Virgil flinched when he felt someone touch his back. He stopped throwing up and leaned his head to the side. The vampire saw black and blue in the bright lights of the room.

"Are you alright?" Someone asked.

Virgil recognised the voice as Logan's and shook his head.

"What happened?" Logan questioned, rubbing Virgil's back.

"A-allergic re-reaction." Virgil got out, shutting his eyes tightly, "w-was there a-any g-garlic in the f-food last n-night?"

Virgil heard someone gasp, "Oh my goodness! There was! I'm so so sorry!"

Virgil smiled a little, knowing the voice belonged to Patton, "Its okay. I won't die from it."

"Well then I must apologize too." Virgil heard Roman's voice say, "it was my idea for garlic bread."

"It's fine Romano." Virgil rubbed his eyes, "I'll probably just be sick for today. I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Do your eyes hurt?" Logan asked.

Virgil shrugged, "a-a little."

"Roman, can you find his sunglasses?" Logan told him, "and Patton, can you get some water for Virge?"

Virgil heard footsteps leave the bathroom right as he felt more vomit rise in his throat. Logan held him steady and rubbed his back as the vampire puked his guts out.

Virgil collapsed against Logan when his stomach stopped revolting against him. He felt Logan place his sunglasses on his nose. Virgil opened his eyes to see Logan's tie right in front of him. The vampire sighed and  closed his eyes again.

"Virgil?" Logan said, "here's some water."

Virgil opened his eyes again. Logan was holding a waterbottle to his lips. Virgil let Logan help him take a sip, the cool water soothing his raw throat.

"Are you able to walk?" Logan whispered.

Virgil shook his head slightly. Logan sighed and brushed the hair from Virgil's eyes. The werewolf picked up the sick vampire. Virgil griped onto Logan's shirt as he was carried to his room.

Logan set Virgil on his bed, "I'll be back to check on you soon, do you need anything?"

Virgil shook his head, "no, I think I'm okay."

"Alright." Logan comes his fingers through Virgil's hair, "call if you need anything."

Virgil nodded. Logan started to leave when Virgil grabbed his hand.

"Wait," Virgil muttered, "could you... grab my bag? Over there?"

Logan looked over and saw a black drawstring bag in the corner. He grabbed it at set it by Virgil's bed.

"Thanks." Virgil sighed.

"You are welcome." Logan smiled softly, exiting Virgil's room and closing the door behind him

Virgil smiled to himself, the reached into the bag and took out a bloodbag. He sipped the blood, feeling the effects of the garlic start to wear off. His mind drifted to Logan. How kind he was.

Virgil smiled until a realisation hit him. He liked Logan.