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❝I can be on my knees in a second.❞ ┃ #IWTVRP

━ Daniel Molloy; Danny; The "Fascinating" Boy.
━ First Bluesky Account, not the first RP account.
━ Trigger Warnings for Heavy Drug Use (and other adult themes.)
━ Writer is 21+, MDNI.
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He really went boneless then. Tension leaving his body all at once.

He opened his mouth to say something else (because of course he did) but found that his train of thought had derailed.

So he shut it again.
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"I seem scared?"

He asked, grabbing his glass of water and taking a sip. When was the last time he drank water?

Right now, he's using it to hide his face while he tried to school his expression.
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Instantly, he was worried that his vampiric stalker might eat a pet. Louis ate animals, right?

"I don't know if I'd be a good pet owner." He said with a shrug. "But, I guess, should never say something for sure."
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His eyes fluttered. His head hurt. And besides, Armand's voice is really soothing.

"I'm the one who asks the questions usually." He mumbled, playfully. "Bright young reporter with a point of view."
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— up."

Says the drug-addicted twenty-something who nearly got evicted last month.
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"Well, yeah. Without the people, what are..."

He frowned.

"Well, I don't want to say 'what are you?' I just mean that the system relies on the people, right?

So, uh, you. . . They put that kind of pressure on kids? When I was a kid, I was a fuck —
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— very much.

"I'll wait here."
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Giving a little playful salute, Daniel stepped back. Not because he wanted to put space between the two of them, he was enjoying this very much.

"You were gonna get changed."

He reminded her with that lopsided grin of his. He had his moments of genuine charisma, thank you —
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He looked remarkably confused, eyebrows drawing together and head tilting to the side. His head was starting to hurt...

But then he was melting into the vampire's touch again.

". . . Sorry. Don't know what that was about." He's had weird reactions to things since he interviewed Louis, to be fair.
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━ playfully. "A guy could get used to being complimented like this."
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A sudden urge to look over his shoulder surprised him, but he shoved it to the side. He doesn't understand his reactions to certain things since...

No. Focus.

He laughed and shook his head, focusing on the flush of pride and flattery.

"Your special boy?" He asked, ━
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Daniel ordered a burger and fries for himself. It was filling.

"Pets?"

He almost made a joke about a pet vampire (although he is DEFINITELY the pet human,) but thought better of it at the last second.

Instead, he shook his head. "Nah. I, uh, had a cat as a kid. Nothing since then."
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"Well, I just... what's that like?"

Of course he's interested. He does hope to one day be in a room with important people, but. . . They're not gonna like him very much.

At least, if things work out the way he wants them to, they won't like him very much.
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"Nah. I think you're just too hard on yourself."

He said, managing that lopsided grin. He oozed confidence at times. It was probably bravado. The only crack in that mask was his blush. He's still a light shade of pink.

"But, if you wanna call me special? I'll let you."
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"No, no, it's fine! It's just, uh, been a while since I've spoken to any of my family."

He shrugged. It was his drug addiction's fault, not him being shoved into a world full of creatures of the night.

"Nobody's fault. Just one of those things. Should probably call home soon."
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"Yeah." He admitted, sheepishly. "I can't help it, y'know? I'm built this way."

Sometimes, he thinks that he became a journalist because there wasn't another option. He was nosey and his mouth ran faster than his brain.
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━ uh, I have two sisters. One older, one younger."
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"Yeah. I am. If something scares me, that means it's worth checking out."

He seemed far more uncomfortable when asked about his family than when they were talking about fear. But, he answered.

"Uh. They're just... parents, I guess. Both alive, last I heard. Been a while since I called. And, ━
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━ mumbled, even though it didn't feel true.
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"Right, right..." He was cut off by the kiss.

To be fair, it wasn't a bad feeling. Just a little jolt of adrenaline. Maybe he shouldn't look into why he reacted that way. (As if Daniel could resist the call of curiosity for long.)

"Guess I've just never been called fascinating before." He ━
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━ flood of questions. Honestly, he's proud of himself.
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He listened intently to her. It was obvious that he was brimming with questions. He can't ever turn off the journalist-side of his brain.

He has yet to decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Evenings seem like the best time for us to get together, then." He said, barely restraining the ━
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━ Daniel, he's not sure what to do with it.

"C'mon, you don't need me to pull it out of you."
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He fought a smile and a blush, but he didn't bat her hand away. After all, he's not known for going slow either. Then again, he's not known for... affection.

Usually, it's a quick hook up. A transaction. This didn't feel like that, this felt like human connection. That's rare for ━