And Then I Was Likeifn You Dont Get Out Me Bloody Face,Ill Break Them Hands. So She Handed Over The Last

“And then I was like ‘if’n you don’t get out me bloody face, I’ll break them hands.’ so she handed over the last of the roses and I went to put ‘em on me mum’s grave.”

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They had something in common, most of their family was dead, and they had found solace in a single person. For Douglas it had been his brother, for Stefan, it had been…complicated. He didn’t have a support system like this, not one that was strong and enduring, though he felt like he could become a part of Douglas’s, and that would be beneficial for the both of them. 

“O’Malley sounds like a life-saver,” from what he had heard of the wolf’s history, they may not have made it on the streets for much longer before the gym owner had taken them in. He appreciated the fact that he may be less than welcome at the gym, so he stopped at the corner, a full building away from the gym just to be safe. “I fear they would not like me to come in, so I can say goodbye here,” he gave the wolf’s hand a squeeze before pulling him into another kiss. They would see each other again, and soon. Stefan would make sure of it.

Douglas knew he was right, it would have been silly to bring him closer to the gym at this point. But it didn’t mean he wanted to let go, or walk away. There was a great deal of relief in being close to Stefan again. He returned the kiss and moved closer to him, unsure what to do with his hands, he placed his hands on the vampire’s waist.

Pulling away was something he more or less had to convince himself to do. He knew it was only getting later, that they would start to worry, and he didn’t want anyone to ruin his mood. He pressed one more kiss to Stefan’s lips before pulling himself back a couple of steps. “When should I text you?” he asked, stepping backwards still, his smile seeming to be permanently widened.

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It made sense to Stefan that his family was protective, there was an innocence about him that the world would try to destroy, perhaps it already had, but it shone through and destroyed anything that tried to blemish it. The gentle scruff scratched against his skin when Douglas moved against it. “Everyone always says that.” Perhaps they were that bad, perhaps not. He would potentially find out shortly. 

And look, he was blushing. Stefan almost wished he could blush that much, but he knew when the time came, the intent would show through. Their hands fit so well together, it was like he’d never been holding anyone’s hand right before, their hands were meant to intertwine like this, it was so comfortable. They began to walk, hand in hand, not caring about who saw what. They could take down any potential attackers who might be homophobic. He watched him as often as he could while they walked.  “So you live with your brother?” They had mainly talked about their lives, not their families. 

Douglas enjoyed their walk, hands linked and not a care in the world. He felt... safe, which was an odd feeling next to a man he’d never met and vampire at that. He knew he should have been more cautious, even if Stefan had been absolutely not a vampire, but, one look at him and Douglas felt he didn’t need to worry, not for anything. Daz would tell him he was careless, but he couldn’t ignore the way he felt, and further, didn’t want to.

“Yeah, Daz and I have stayed together, don’t think either of us would know how not to. Our dad left us, mum and sister died. Just us. Well, and O’Malley, he’s a friend, like a father, I guess. We’ve been stayin’ with him as of late. He’s a good man.” He knew he shouldn’t have told Stefan so much, reminding himself still that he didn’t know him, but he wanted to know him, he wanted to be close. And the last thing he needed was for Mal to get a whiff of vampire and lose his head.