So not long ago I opened up my tumblr inbox to prompts. These short fictions capture snap shots of certain parts of Kindred exsistance.
A massive thank you to Emma for picking the prompts to send me, and allowing me to use her characters and setting. This particular collection will focus on Ghouls
Come Here, You Need A Hug - Sophia & Loic
Loic's anxiety had spiked recently, he hated it, hated the way Sophia cried frequently, hated how she saw horrible things all the time. But most of all hated how she was addicted and craved what was in their veins.
Vividly he could recall the first time he had been bitten. The recollection made him flush red and drop the textbook on the desk with a sigh. The boy couldn't really put a name to the mixed sensations it elicted, it felt too nice and on so many levels wrong. Sometimes he'd peek a look when Sophia was with them, she was like an addict, lost to what she was given and what they took back.
He didn't like Lyle that much, he was always horrible to his adoptive mother and usually was mean to Sophia too. It made him heave a small sigh, feeling more than a little helpless as he knew he could do nothing to stop him.
It had been a late night so far, he'd waited up for her, he did it every time. He couldn't sleep these days unless Sophia was with him. He liked having her curled into his side, liked how she played with his hair or touched until she fell to sleep. Sometimes she looked peaceful, like she had none of the worries she actually had.
The clock ticked onward, the passage of time slowing like pouring treacle. It was three in the morning when he heard the front door open and close with a little click. Loic felt his pulse quicken a little with anticipation, he wanted to bolt but held himself back and looked back to the textbook yet again.
She came upstairs painfully slowly, trying not to wake anyone. He could hear her open his door, it made him feel a spark of pride that she'd choose to come directly to him.
Her body slipped through the small gap she gave herself. The door closed and the pair didn't speak, Loic pushed the desk chair away a little from the desk and opened his arms. Silently he said come here you need a hug, she obeyed with a small smile, just happy to see him again.
Sophia was so light he barely noticed the difference as she sat down. The bruise on her face didn't go unnoticed, his arms drew her closer offering silent comfort. There was no point asking, he already knew what had caused the marking.
They stayed like that a long time, eventually Loic had started to doze. He came back to full consciousness when the petite brunette was fully awake but the dark marks under her eyes mutely speaking of many long nights.
"Lets go to bed." She mumbled with a content sigh. So far it was proving more problematic than it should, neither had too much energy.
Loic gave a small agreement in the form of a slight sound. Though his grip on her tightened for a moment eventually it loosened to allow her freedom and she helped him stand.
The pair removed the clothes and changed into pyjamas before squirming under the covers. Loic grabbed the fluffy blanket and took the time to curl it around her. She mumbled her thanks and curled ever closer into his arms.
Sleep came easily to them both but neither had high hopes of it lasting all that long. It never did, but both enjoyed it as much as they could.