Just one picture ~ Prinxiety

Chapter Two

Of all the vampire clichés, one of the few humans had right was the 'They can't be seen in pictures or mirrors' cliché, although the reason why was debated over and, more often than not, wrong. The real reason was it made them a better predator. If vampires could only be seen by directly looking at them or seeing their shadow, then it makes them a much better predator than if they could be seen through a camera or in a reflection. Now as an unsuspecting human, Roman spent the walk down the mountain constantly annoying Logan with questions about the tall and mysterious man.

"Did he really duck? I didn't see him duck," Roman said for maybe the eighth time in the past ten minutes.

"Roman, your peripheral vision is undeniably shit, so of course you wouldn't have seen it," Logan sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"It is not!" Roman exclaimed offended that his best friend would suggest such a thing.

"You don't even know what peripheral vision is." Logan rolled his eyes.

"I do! It's- It's- Just fuck off, Logan." Roman scowled as they continued in silence down the mountain. Well, for ten minutes before Roman finally said, "He was hot though."

"If that's what you like." Logan shrugged.

Roman (Who definitely was not listening) just continued, "He looked way too young to be a Dad. Especially since his kid must have been at least fifteen."

"Roman, I think you're missing the basic point."

"And what would that be?"

"You're attracted to him."

Roman laughed, "What? No, I am not. Yes, he was freaking gorgeous and his voice was incredible, and his eyes were so beautiful. He was a prick and really weird."

Logan opened his mouth to say something, but Roman had sped up slightly as his car had finally come into sight. Logan knew his best friend. He'd been there through everything; Including Roman's first love, meaning that, whilst he had no fucking clue the rest of the time, he knew when Roman was attracted to someone. He knew there was always a brief stage of denial, especially when it came to falling for strangers. It would last maybe a week, maybe two, maybe less. It depended.

"Hey, hey, hey! Put your muddy boots in the boot, not in my car!" Roman scowled when Logan attempted to get in his new car.

"The boot is part of the car so they'll still be in the car," Logan mumbled but got out anyway (mainly because Roman looked like he was about to deck the taller man) and changed into his trainers before returning to his spot.

"What time are we meeting Remus at the bar?" Roman asked somewhat reluctantly.

"Eight," Logan replied almost immediately. Roman groaned loudly looking down at his watch on his wrist and taking his eyes off the road momentarily, "Eyes on the road!"

"That's not enough time." He reattached his eyes to the road.

"It's only two o'clock, you've got six hours to get rea- For fuck's sake, keep an eye on the road!" Logan grabbed the handle above his head as Roman swerved to avoid a squirrel.

"I meant to - stop scowling at me like that! I meant to mentally prepare myself," Roman tapped on the steering wheel and leant back in his seat as he continued to navigate his way back to the cottage.

"Remus isn't that bad. Slightly disturbing but it's only thoughts that he can't keep contained."

"He is sorta all bark, no bite..."

"That doesn't- That's- What?"

Roman rolled his eyes and put his foot down harder on the accelerator causing his taller, bespectacled friend to shout at him and grab the overhead handle whilst the other laughed and slowed down as he got to main roads.

The cottage they were staying, whilst cute, only had one bathroom. Now this was more of a problem for Logan than Roman. Roman would always spend hours in the morning doing any makeup he wanted to wear that day - maybe clear lipgloss or a little concealer or mascara (never anything too drastic) - and doing his hair; After walks he would take hour long bubble baths followed by a moisturising face mask which, on occasion, he could persuade Logan into doing too; Before going out it would always be about twice the length. A bubble bath (to relax), then a shower (to wash up) followed by three different face masks (anti-toxins, moisturising and pore cleansing), makeup, hair and trying on four different outfits and asking Logan's opinion before choosing an entirely different outfit all together.

That day was no different. He managed to persuade Logan into doing the masks with him as while Logan was better at 'handling' Remus, he still got exhausted from it.

"What was with that eyeshadow though?" Roman started again.

Logan sighed, "This again?"

"It looked like he hadn't slept in years!"

"Roman, I thought I had to do this mask to relax not to listen to your boy-crush bullshit. If you like him tell him."

"It's not that simple, Lo. Anyways, I do not like him."

Logan sighed again and continued to stare at ceiling. He wasn't looking forward to going out this evening. Roman was alright, he came with his challenges like everyone but compared to his brother he was a piece of cake. Remus, on the other hand, was- Well, Remus was different. He was, let's say, honest about exactly what he was thinking and, normally, people did not want to hear it.

That evening when they were sat around a table in a small, warm, quiet pub, Remus was loudly exclaiming about a sheep that had chased him down the mountain, drawing a lot of confused looks from those at neighbouring tables. He really tried to listen, but Roman kept focusing on the lack of martini left in his glass and sighing. The drone of his brothers annoying, obnoxiously loud and over the top voice was beginning to get on his nerves, but there was no chance of Roman getting out of the pub before midnight which was still at a whopping two hours away.

"I need to some air, can you order me another martini if the wait or comes 'round again," Roman said standing up and walking to the door.

The cold air hit him hard as he walked back into the streets of Dolgellau. He took few deep breaths to of the cool air and smiled. He felt safe in Wales he always had. It was quiet. It was peac-