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Y'all Know What Dramatic Irony Is?

   The morning turns out to be kind of rough for Vio—Shadow's warm, in his arms, and while the fact that Vio doesn't have an overwhelming urge to bite Shadow is very relieving, he found himself not wanting to get up. It was how comforting Shadow's presence seemed to be, paired with his slowly blooming anxiety in his chest, wondering if something bad was just around the bend. And then those two things seemed to form one large, bad thing that paired with another large bad thing that was made out of two smaller, bad things; he hadn't gotten a text from his friends and he's still bitten.

   He sighs, Shadow stirs. He runs a hand through Shadow's hair immediately and watches him smile softly. "Did I wake you?" It's all but a murmur.

   "No. I've been up—just don't wanna move." He kisses his forehead. His bite is still throbbing.

   "Honestly," Vio says but trails off for a moment—he has a lot of feelings, bubbling up in his chest and he kind of wants to spill his guts right now, tell Shadow everything, but they're in this together. In the long run, Vio doesn't need to share anything and just freak Shadow out, because that's all it'll manage to do. "Mood," he says.

   Shadow grins and looks up at him, his eyes tired and half-lidded, but not really in a seductive way. "Goddesses, you're hot. So hot." He sighs and relaxes more.   There's a pause, and the room is quiet. "We need to wake up," Vio says at last—there's things to do, he thinks. There has to be things. Some way to prepare, ways to make everything more easy. They should go around the house, make sure they know what they have and what they don't. Try to find a way to get what they don't have. He swears he can remember, driving through a town one of the few times they had come here, they had gotten lost somewhere along the way and took another route...a few homes, a few stores. There had to be a grocery store somewhere, he just didn't know where. He'd find out—he had the internet. How was the town doing with everything that was happening?

   Shadow yawns. "We do?"

   "Yes." He slowly sits up, forcing Shadow to lift his head off of his chest. The movement makes his shoulder throb and the pain makes his head spin. He's sitting up, but leaning against the wall, head back, staring at the ceiling. "Fuck."

   Shadow sits up too, rests his head on his chest again. "Any chance you're actually feeling better and that swear and pained expression you just had on was not because of your shoulder?"

   Vio sighs. "What else would it be if not my shoulder? Another bite?"

   "No." Shadow rubs at his eyes. "Definitely not a bite." He strokes the side of Vio's face, smiling softly. "Mm..." His thumb goes over his lips—Vio's face is on fire. "Maybe something else?"

   "What else?" Vio's rushing to think of an answer.

   Shadow lazily strokes his cheek some more. "Goddesses, you're cute..."

   Vio pulls away and gets up—his shoulder still throbs, but he's trying to ignore it. He moves to the other end of the room, where he had placed his duffel bag and rifles through it until he finds an outfit. He pulls out some jeans and a really loose fitting top he hopes won't hurt his shoulder. Shadow sits up a bit more in his bed, watching intently and it's only then Vio remembers he's in the room and he's about to undress in front of him. He turns to face him, but can't think of anything to say. It's not like he'd mind terribly if Shadow were to watch him, but also, that's weird. Shadow shouldn't...He shouldn't want Shadow to see him like that, right? He doesn't know.

   "If this is gonna weird you out," Shadow says. "I can get out. So you can get dressed in private."

   "It's fine," Vio says—and he's pretty sure it is. His tone makes it sound like it is. He manages to keep his face straight, almost deadpan as he slowly takes off his shirt. He doesn't exactly want to strip down slowly in front of Shadow, but his shoulder still hurts and he doesn't want to move too quickly and injure it further. He swears, out of the corner of his eye, he sees Shadow's eyes sparkle in interest.