BL One-Shot Collection

Of Fangs and Assets

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It was Halloween once again; another one of those holidays that Pech dreaded because his younger brother, Shaint and his ex-best friend, Zev would always drag him out for an evening of horror. He just wasn't expecting it to turn out as terrifying as it did this year. Well, kind of, anyway. And in case anyone was wondering, yes, his gorgeous brother was indeed dating Zev, his ex-best friend. Why ex? Really now, was that question even necessary? Okay, fine. An answer shall be provided to the few who deny being not-so-bright in the head, or better yet, 'so called' innocent. (Note: Blinking your eyes cutely and pretending to be adorable will NOT make you look less stupid. Only the protagonist of this story, Pech-the-lovable-sweetheart-with-the-power-to-make-you-weak-when-he-pouts could pull that off. Since I am on the subject of 'pulling off,' Pech could pull off articles of his clothing to show off his creamy white skin. Geez, there's no need to glare at me, Nate. I'm only going to look and not touch. That's your job.)

Zev, the one Pech currently acknowledged as the traitor of their deteriorated friendship, was lured away by Shaint's sexiness. Then again, who could blame him? That younger sibling of his was hard to resist. No wonder Zev got stolen from him. Um...not stolen as in stolen; but stolen. Got it? All right, pretend you did. (Yikes! Retract your fangs, Nate. I assure you that this is definitely a story about you and Pech; not Zev and Shaint. Good grief. It's difficult to be a writer these days, especially when there's a vampire standing right behind you, threatening to bite you at any moment. Talk about stress, ay.) And so, tiger Zev and lion Shaint abandoned poor Pech the moment they stepped foot into the castle to do some exploring with each other. (There. Zev and Shaint have been taken care of. Are you happy, Mr. Stingy Vampire with the super long legs? Humph!)

             Why did they insist on lugging me along only to ditch me once we got here? They even forced me to wear this hideous sheep costume. What if a wild wolf decides to feast on me? Looking around, Pech pouted at the sight of everyone there being in pairs whilst he was all alone. I guess I'll get something to eat and then go home. Nodding, the fluffy white lad trailed off to the food counter to gather a full plate of goodies to munch on while he sat alone at a random long table. Seeing everyone happily feeding their companions, Pech sighed and decided to eat as quickly as possible so that he could leave this godforsaken party. It was truly unbearable to be the only one there, and so it seemed, without someone to smother him with kisses. Seriously, it's Halloween; not Valentine's Day. What's with all the loving? Pech stabbed his fork on the ceramic that was housing his dinner.

"Are you here by yourself?" A voice intruded Pech's train of thoughts.

"Quit reminding me that I'm a loner," Pech mumbled with a mouthful of spaghetti.

"In that case, may I join you then?" A glass of red wine was placed next to Pech's plate as the chair beside his was pulled out.

Pech averted his attention to the one talking to him and his eyes widened. "Why do you look so familiar?"

"I'm glad you noticed me as well." He sat down. "You're a good barista."

"Hmm...?"