Newcomer - Clive/Gav
Amicable, no more than that. Yet who knows of what fate has in store
Gav wasn't really invested to the new guy at first. He simply just doing his job to help, Cid and Gav's empathy told him to, mostly. It's hard to turn a blind eyes when someone in front of you was a guy whose life filled with nothing but misery. Treated as a slave, assumed dead, and whatsoever, name it. Now, he finally finished his task to locate the fire dominants who've been captured by Benedikta and her men. It was tiring but it's worth it. As long as it'll help the newcomer,
Clive Rosfield.
"That's all about my work, useful enough?" Gav asked, sitting on the chair near the entrance of the hideaway. Clive sat beside him and to Gav's surprise, he smiled, "More than enough, Gav. Thank you." replied him with a faint smile carved from the corner of his lips. He looked alive, better than last night as far as he remembers.
"Still, I don't know more about their conditions. Hopefully they're alright." The blonde haired added as he sighed. It's a shame, really. He wanted to help more, at least to satisfy his empathy. Yet the situation worsened instead, making him unable to gain more information.
"Really, it's alright. You must be tired from all the job Cid gave you today." Clive chuckled lightly. Gav can't help but felt a bit glad, happy even, that Clive is now able to loosen up a bit. Back then, he won't ever smile, let alone a chuckle. This should be count as an improvement.
"I won't lie, they're all indeed tiring," Gav shrugged as he stretched his arms, "but I'm fine, you should look at yourself." Gav gestured his hand to Clive's face. A fine one, nobody can't deny it, but it looked tired. As if he hasn't slept for a while. Those eyebags seem darker than yesterday. Surely Gav can't blame him, he must be exhausted after all, considering how miserable his life before.
"I hardly remember the last time I sleep peacefully."
"If you don't mind, I got a trick to helps." Gav reached Clive shoulders, gesturing him to follow Gav outside the hideaway. Not to run away or something, but to simply enjoy the night, the breeze, enjoy the stars. It's cliche, he knew. But it won't hurt to try, at least he can sleep with this.
"You are suggesting us to stroll around?"
"You can say no." Gav answered, still walking beside Clive.
"It won't hurt to try, I suppose." Clive followed, speeding up his walking.
It was eerie but that didn't stop them, at least Clive looked excited and that's a rare sight. Gav slightly watched the glimpse of Clive's head nodding around as he watched the surroundings. There's nothing special, but that's for Gav. He has been here for a long time. Perhaps Clive thought otherwise.
The usual stars, clouds, and breeze. They calmed Gav and he hoped they'll calm Clive too. It'll be futile if this trick only work to him and not Clive. The idea was to walk and enjoy the night until he's tired. That's actually can be done alone but Clive is new here, there's no way Gav would let him get lost. At least he should be near him, he's a newcomer after all. He needed to make sure he's alright.
Other than that, he genuinely just wanted to be with him, to make sure he's alright. He had a rough life, so he wanted him to at least forget about it for a while. This whole time, he looked like he's haunted by his own past, troubled, restless. Gav hoped that at least tonight, Clive won't be able to remember his past at all, he hoped that Clive would dream about this nice stroll instead. Ha, what a ridiculous thought.
"You often do this?" Clive asked, starting a conversation. Gav nodded, "Course, there's nothing tiring than walking until my legs turn sore." he joked around. A laugh came from Clive, a chuckle if Gav must be specific. How nice, it's great when you're able to be the reason for someone's laugh, Gav thought.
"Actually, Clive. You need not to keep the burden yourself, you know?" Gav stopped as he looked at Clive, holding his shoulder, "we are here to help."
"Do I look that bad?" Clive sighed, scratching his hair, "still, it's hard to do that." he added, looking at Gav with a faint smile.
"Anyway, you feel tired already? We can continue, the night still young, yeah?" Gav stretched his arms, yawning a bit.
"Aye I can help, we can help. I'll look forward to the day you're drunk enough to tell your stories. " Gav answered, patting Clive shoulder. That's actually not a bad thing to look forward to. Clive isn't soo open at least for now, and it's certainly normal. It takes time to open up and Gav understands that, he'd definitely wait.
"Well, I hope you're patient then, Gav."
"What can I say? Your trick worked well."
They headed back to the hideaway, both yawning. Gav felt glad that he was able to talk more to him. He hoped he would indeed consider his advice. To trust them, to not carry the burden alone.
For now, he'll sleep first. And he obviously won't dream about their stroll together.
I'm being silly again
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Are draculas inherently sexy? Can there be a non-sexy dracula?
True Blood tried to answer this question by having the vampires stay exactly the same as they were when they were bitten and Never Ever Change, like that was the whole moral dilemma of being a vampire or whatever idk
but anyway, i want to say it showed a person who wanted to be a vampire trying to get in shape so they could look their physical best forever, and the vampire that was going to turn them showed them this vampire guy who was painted as this slob: fat, greasy, spotty and generally UnSexy in the True Blood World (TBW).
it was shown like a cautionary tale; this guy can only get blood by ordering pizza to his house and eating the delivery boy, you don't want to be like him, do you??? you want to get your blood the sexy, neck-bitey, non-sad pizza guy way, don't you??
the point is, in the TBW, becoming a vampire didn't suddenly make you Cool and Suave and Sexy and Desireable, you had to be all that Beforehand, otherwise you'd just sit around in your house all day and only eat delivery drivers WITHOUT having crazy hot sex with them first
anyway, that's fucked up. that's the fucked up and completely wrong answer to the question.
the True and Correct answer is that Of Course all draculas are inherently sexy. To be a dracula is to be sexy, there's no two ways about it.
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