Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Not Just A Blood Bag

A/N - I'm moving into cringe territory and I don't know how I feel about it

Alexander's POV

I knocked on the door with difficulty and repositioned the boxes in my arms. After a few moments the door opened and a man stood in the doorway. He had straight red hair and chestnut eyes with not freckles. "I like you already." He grinned.
"What?"
"I'm Lafayette."
"Oh! Are you French?"
"Yeah." He smiled.
"What's your full name?" I grinned, he chuckled and rattled off the whole name.
"Neat. My name is Alexander but my friends call me Alex."
"Well. Welcome, Alex." He stepped aside and I entered the apartment. "Guys, this is Alex. Our new roommate." Lafayette smiled, I grinned and waved a bit. I almost dropped my boxes but I got it.
   "Hey, I'm Hercules but you can call me Herc." A man with brown hair a dark blue eyes hummed.
   "Hi, I'm John." A man with pale skin, straight blonde hair, and ocean blue eyes smiled. I smiled back and he shifted.
   "You'll be rooming with John if that's ok." I nodded and smiled at Lafayette. John showed me to our room and I set my box on the bed.
   "I have one more box. I'll be right back." He nodded and I jogged to my car to get the box. I started unpacking and John watched me.
   "So...where are you from?"
   "The Caribbean."
   "Oh! That's cool."
   "Not really." I mumbled.
   "Why not?"
   "I don't know...I don't really wanna talk about it."
   "That's ok...if you need to talk I'm always here." I bit my lip and sighed.
   "I guess it would be ok to talk." I told John my back story and he told me a little bit about himself too. By the end of it I had unpacked all my stuff and decided to get something to eat. I headed to the kitchen and Laf looked up.
   "Hey, hows it going?"
   "Pretty good. What're you doing?"
   "I usually make dinner for the others. If I didn't they'd eat nothing but ramen."
   "Oh cool. What some help?"
   "Sure." I started helping him and John came to sit at the table. The three of us talked a little and I accidentally cut myself. I yelped and Laf looked over at me. Blood ran down my finger and John stood up. He stared at me for a moment and Laf went to get me a napkin. John tore out of the room and the door slammed shut. Herc entered the room and Laf handed me a towel. I applied pressure to the cut and huffed.
   "What happened?" Herc asked confused.
   "Alex cut himself." Herc jogged to the fridge and stuffed something in his pocket before sprinting off.
   "What's going on?" I frowned.

John's POV

   I watched the blood drip down Alex's finger and my mouth salivated. The smell was sweet and enticing. I couldn't resist but I had too. I rushed out and slammed the door, collapsing in my bed. I covered my ears and groaned. There was knock on the door and it slowly opened. "Hey, buddy." Herc hummed slowly, he closed the door and sat on the edge of my bed. "I brought the stuff." He handed me a bag of pig's blood and I sat up, draining it in seconds. "Was it the-"
   "It smells so fucking good."
   "You have to tell him, dude."
   "No! He'll hate me."
   "Doubt it."
   "Shut up." I bared my fangs at him and he raised an eyebrow. "Sorry...I'm all..." I made weird hand motions and Herc chuckled.
   "Just relax."
   "I'm trying but...I'm fucking hungry." Yes...I am a vampire. We aren't dangerous anymore as long as we stay away from blood but people still fear us. Alex is cute...I don't wanna scare him away. "It smells good." I bit my tongue and groaned, grabbing fistfuls of my hair.
   "I'll get you some more blood." I nodded and Herc left the room. The door opened a second later and Alex stepped in, still holding a napkin around his sliced finger. He rummaged in his stuff and I glared at him. The urge to feed was stabbing my brain and I couldn't take it.
   "Get out!" Alex turned and frowned. "GET OUT!" He jumped and ran out of the room. I started to cry and Herc sat next to me. "I can't. Can I switch rooms with you?"
   "No, John. Stop running away from it." I groaned and wiped my face.
   "I yelled at him."
   "You're having problems. I'm sure he'll understand."
   "I'm sure he won't."
   "Just deal with it." I groaned and laid down. "Sleep it off, John." I rolled over as Herc left the room and I fell asleep.