Dedicated to MyrninsBitch

I'm not that sure on this pairing... I despise Claire with a passion so sorry if it's not that great...

Enjoy

Terri xx

Myrnin looked over the bunsen burner to see Claire's focused eyes on the clipboard in front of her as she wrote down results and such. She would never notice him watching her. But he enjoyed it that way, though having her to show any sign of affection towards him would be better. He'd felt like this for so long now, and the thing was everyone could tell how he felt. Even Amelie knew how he felt for the fragile girl whom which he needed in his life so much. He wanted to feel her warm touch against his cold skin, he wanted her to feel about him the same way he did for her. "Myrnin!" Claire called at him, waving her hand in front of his face.

"Oh... Yes my dear?" Myrnin said, being taken out of his little 'thought-bubble' the place he could imagine himself being with her, the place he had started escaping to so very often lately.

"You alright? You've been standing there doing nothing for a bit" Claire smiled warmly at him. Myrnin looked her over, the little sparkle in her eyes, she was wearing blue jeans and a light blue vest top with her already broken high-tops. Even if it was just scruffy clothing she had put on in case she got messy in the lab, it still suited her well. He could picture it, them together, her as one of his own. Her pale skin and deadly fangs would go against her brown hair so well, they could make the perfect couple and everyone would envy the beautifulness of the pair together. If only she would have just let him change her, just a small bite done right and she could be his own.

"Of course I am fine" Because, as usual he could never really express his feelings towards her. He'd heard what she had been saying, she just saw him as a crazy uncle type of person.

"Myrnin.." Muttered Claire, placing a hand on his arm. Myrnin froze, his dead black heart would of skipped a beat if it was still beating. But of course though she'd only meant it as a sign of friendship but.. It meant so much to him. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yes I'm fine" Myrnin smiled at her as they both looked at each other for a moment, he wanted to just.. Lean forward a bit, brush his lips against hers. But what if she didn't want that? What if she rejected him? He would never be able to forget that and neither would she. It would ruin the fragile web of a relationship they already had. "You should be going" Myrnin said after a couple of minutes.

"I... I mean yes I should be" Claire said, moving away from him and grabbing her bag before she quickly turned to him. "Oh and Myrnin...?"

"Yes my de-" he started saying but he didn't get to finish the sentence.

He was cut off by Claire's lips against his own.