You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
Sam nodded to the question; he supposed he basically was, but he hadn't thought of it that way. If he did it made the Voice's actions seem even more cruel, that she had left him out here to dry up, probably assuming he would come crawling back when he needed more fluid...he'd already decided though, that he would not.
He could see the initial hesitance in Zeph and looked away, pressing his lips together. He couldn't, he wouldn't force the man to let him drink after all he'd done for him, but it really was the end of the road if that was the case and a great darkness threatened to take him in if that was the way for things to go.
Cracking the tiniest of hopeful smiles at the joke, Sam pressed a hand to his chest and struggled not to cry when it was clear Zeph was accepting. Th-Thank you." He whispered, painfully earnest, then moved to try and pull Zeph up onto the bed. As much as he wanted to gently lead into it, he needed to drink soon. "..You mi..might feel um...ex..excited, or...overwhelmed." He tried to prepare Zeph, but was too embarrassed to really name what it was.
Holding out a hand for Zeph's wrist, if he got it he would lift it to his mouth and bite, teeth in in a moment and his eyes slipping closed as he drank the blood he so desperately needed.
He could see the initial hesitance in Zeph and looked away, pressing his lips together. He couldn't, he wouldn't force the man to let him drink after all he'd done for him, but it really was the end of the road if that was the case and a great darkness threatened to take him in if that was the way for things to go.
Cracking the tiniest of hopeful smiles at the joke, Sam pressed a hand to his chest and struggled not to cry when it was clear Zeph was accepting. Th-Thank you." He whispered, painfully earnest, then moved to try and pull Zeph up onto the bed. As much as he wanted to gently lead into it, he needed to drink soon. "..You mi..might feel um...ex..excited, or...overwhelmed." He tried to prepare Zeph, but was too embarrassed to really name what it was.
Holding out a hand for Zeph's wrist, if he got it he would lift it to his mouth and bite, teeth in in a moment and his eyes slipping closed as he drank the blood he so desperately needed.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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