Bite Me Mr Vampire.

Relationships.

Persephone's POV

There are some moments in life where you have to be pinched ten times to be convinced that your are not dreaming. You are just so sure that it is a dream. Moments like that often occur when you are experiencing so much bliss, when you are enjoying what you are doing so much but you are aware that it is contrary to the norm in your life.

I am currently in that position.

With Damien's lips pressed against mine, the only thought or rather question that is going through my head is,

Is this real?

The thought of actually kissing Damien had never crossed my mind until few days ago when he tried to kiss me in the butterfly hut. But before that, I had never imagined that I would ever be in such a position with him. I don't know what I expected, but it is definitely not this. I mean, he was always so cold--his skin was-- but his lips are so warm, the moment they touched mine they managed to steal the contents of my mind, leaving it blank for a few seconds.

Due to my misfortune and the fact that the universe was playing tricks on me, the kiss was over as quickly as it begun. It seemed to me like he only wanted to test the waters and later came to the conclusion that he did not want to go further.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you" he low voice sounds like the rumbling of a car engine. It almost makes me mad.

"S-Startle me? Wha-- I wasn't startled" My loss for words and hot pink cheeks give away my anxiety.

Why am I suddenly so nervous?

"Your heart, Persephone. At this rate you could have a heart attack. It's beating so fast." He looks genuinely worried as if it has nothing to do with him.

Shit I forgot he could hear my heartbeat.

Among other things, one thing that gets me is Damien's serenity when it comes to emotions like this. I know he is not human but atleast, he is old enough to know that a simple kiss could have great effect on humans.

"I'm fine" I walk swiftly to the kitchen, going to the sink to fetch a cup of water. I envision my anxiety going down my throat as I gulp the water with extra force than necessary.

"Does it make you uncomfortable that I kissed you? If so then we can just forget about it" He shrugs.

Forget about it? Something that happened only seconds ago? How?

This man, he is enigmatic.

Or wait....

Is he toying with me?

I drop the cup on the counter, turning towards him with tentative eyes. "What are you doing?" I ask. It is his turn to be flustered.

"What do you mean?"

"Why would you kiss me out of the blue like that? Are you playing games?" I fold my arms across my chest.

"I kissed you because I wanted to. I guess you don't feel the same" His brows furrow in a deep frown.

"I don't" It is a lie but for now, let him just go with it till I figure out what the f**k is going on. Without waiting for a reply, I stomp to my own room, shutting the door loudly behind me, for no particular reason.

Am I angry? Not really.

Then why am I behaving like this?

I don't know, I really don't know.

I lay on the couch, my eyes scanning through the pages of the large book in my hands with the Tv humming softly in the background.

It has been two weeks since the kiss I shared with Damien which means two weeks of expressing myself during the day when he is either in his study or out of the house and going into hiding at night when he is back.

I know it is immature but I can't help it.

Its 3:pm in the afternoon and due to Damien's nocturnal nature, he has been asleep since 12:pm when he left his study. I was caring enough to cook him lunch but my care went down the drain when he came out of his study and went straight into his room without glancing at the kitchen table or at me on the couch.

After getting that reaction from him despite many days of not bumping into each other, it made me realize that maybe he is a little hurt by my blatant confession of not feeling the same way he does. But can he blame me, he did not look serious about it and I did not know what to expect.

I don't know what exactly was going through his mind when he kissed me but I am human--half--, and I don't see a promising future for us if we start that kind of relationship. He is a vampire for f**k sakes, a blood sucking being and the leader of a large community. He has a lot of weight on his shoulders. Whereas I am just a traumatized ordinary girl that he found lying on the street.

To be honest, thinking about it like that makes me feel more miserable than I thought I already was.

The sound of a door opening makes me snap out of my thought.

Its him. But it is too late to run and hide because the couch I am laying on is directly opposite his room and if I lift my head a little, I might catch his eyes.

For Pete's sake, why does this have to happen? I am not mentally and emotionally ready to face this man.

Deciding to be mature for once, I raise my head a fraction and just as I expected, my eyes meet his.

"Hi" I smile.

"Hi" He rubs his neck "What are you doing?"

"Mh? Me? Nothing" I sit up from the couch "Uhh, did you sleep well?"

He just nods. He glances in the direction of the kitchen for the first time today.

"You cooked?" He asks.

"Since early noon. It must be cold by now" I fiddle with my fingers on my lap.

"Why did you not tell me?" He shoves his hands into his sweats pockets.

"Uhm, I did not want to disturb y--"

"Were you avoiding me?" His eyes are slightly squinted as he examines me thoroughly.

Yes I was avoiding him.

"No, I wasn't"

I have to admit, my confidence and awesome poker face always does the trick when I lie. I inwardly give myself a pat on the back for being a great liar---

"You are a terrible liar. Why do you even bother?" He says nonchalantly. I roll my eyes at his tone. His words make me feel like I am receiving a scolding.

I huff. Fine.

"I was avoiding you" I admit "honestly I felt quite uncomfortable with the way things were going. But I am over it now"

He nods.

"I noticed that you got the impression that I was kissing you just for the fun of it. I apologize, it is really not like that."

The things he said, it came out so naturally, I found it hard to believe. "It's okay" I wave my hand at him and he nods. He strides over to the kitchen and takes a seat on the stool beneath the counter. I follow him and take my seat on the stool next to his.

"Thank you for making this" He says

"Are you sure you're even going to enjoy it? Its is cold" I jerk my chin towards the stir-fried noodles and curry soup that has been sitting on the counter for hours.

"I am coldblooded remember?" He smiles "I really didn't know you cooked. I love your food"

A wide grin that almost reaches both my ears spreads across my face. He loves my food.

"Is that why you are keeping me around then? Because of my food?" I tease.

"Partly" He plays along and I giggle

"Uhh, actually, I realized that you hardly drink blood. I thought that as a vampire you cannot live without blood" I ask out of both curiosity and concern. I wouldn't want it to be that Damien is starving himself from blood due to my presence.

Ever since I came here, I have never witnessed Damien drinking blood, I find it strange because he happens to be the leader of his clan who needs even more blood to survive.

"If I didn't have any blood to drink since when you came then I probably would have gone bat s**t crazy by now." He responds with a chuckle and I stare dumbfounded at him "I have a fridge in my room where I store my blood"

"Ahhhh..... I see" I nod my head in realization. "I hope you don't feel uncomfortable drinking it around me though"

"I don't. I just don't like to be seen when....." He already seems uncomfortable, picking at his food.

I wonder why.

"Ohh... Alright" I say again, more awkwardly this time.

He eats in silence and when I notice that the awkwardness has weared off, I decide to ask what has been on my mind.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go on" He is still concentrated on his food. He looks like the type that would rather eat alone and hates to hold conversations while eating but I don't give a damn right now.

"You have lived several years on earth so I am guessing you have experienced a lot of things......." I take a pause, "....have you ever been in love?"

For most people, this would be a touchy subject but this is curious Persephone talking, she doesn't care. Not one bit.

I am expecting him to suddenly get annoyed with me for even asking that. Of course he has been in love, someone as old as he would have experienced true love at least once. I am already envisioning a scenario from my old cliche novels where this lover of his dies in a war between his clan and the other, he cries his eyes out and vows in his heart never to fall in love agai--

"No"

His answer surprises me to the core, but what surprises me more is the indifference behind it. It is like he does not even care for the topic at all. Did he really live through all these years all alone?

"No?" I shake my head.

"No" He raises his head that was hung in the direction of his plate before. I look down to see that he has finished eating. I bop my head at his simple answer.

How sad.

After washing his plate, he comes back to the counter and sits on the stool, turning in my direction and clasping his hands on the counter top.

"I have an idea, more like a proposal" He begins "I heard humans feel free to kiss each other when they are in a relationship"

I furrow my brows, mainly because I don't understand the direction of his words.

"Uhh yea..." I stare at him with careful eyes.

"And you felt uncomfortable because I kissed you out of nowhere, when we didn't have any form of relationship" His expression is so serious, you would think we are taking about something as significant as real estate and not just a spontaneous kiss that we shared over two weeks ago.

"I'm not following"

"I cannot stop myself from kissing you, Persephone. But I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, so I was thinking; How about we go into a relationship?"

I blink slowly at him.

"What kind?" I dare to ask

"The kind that allows kissing and other things" His features are stern as he speaks and it's slowly tipping me over the edge.

"O-Other things?"

"Yes, other things." He gives me a charming smile "Be my girlfriend, Persephone"

This, this right here is proof that he has never fallen in love before.