A/N: As promised, shit is finally going down in this chapter, it can't just always be a bed of roses, right?

Again, thank you all for your support! *-*

Enjoy!


Chapter 7.

It had been a month since Mitchell had moved in with Anders, a month and five days since he came to Auckland all the way from Bristol.

Everything had been fine, pretty much, the hunger threatened to hit him every now and then, but he had managed to get stronger and resist, also he had discovered that not only he still didn't crave Anders' blood, but the god was the only person who could make him snap back only by calling his name.

No one called him John anymore, and when Anders discovered that Mitchell was his last name he had started calling him John in particular situations, intimate ones, mostly. He would cry out a John every, now and then, during sex, thing that surprisingly turned on the vampire, even if he claimed that Mitchell should be the only way to call him, he couldn't deny that it was nice to have just one special person to call him John.

The first time that Mitchell had a bit of a crisis, was after a crazy day at work: eleven people had been involved in a really bad bus crash, and the blood surrounding Mitchell was just too much for him to hold back.

He had phoned Anders, asking to be picked up as soon as he could, because he wasn't even able to stand still.

"Are you alright?!" the blond's voice was nearly an octave higher than usual, as he fumbled with his jacket.

"No, I am not. Please, you need to hurry. There's too much blood here. Too much, and I just..." the vampire bit his tongue, groaning as he felt his stomach twist painfully.

He had asked to get off his shift a couple hours earlier because he was sick, and the state he was in had convinced Mrs Rhodes even too much.

"Okay look, I'm on my way. You just keep calm and wait for me outside the hospital, okay?" Anders asked as he buckled himself, nearly dropping his phone.

Mitchell didn't respond because his cramps were too bad to even let him speak, and he also needed to keep quiet if he wanted to get out of the hospital without Michelle seeing him – she was still keeping an eye on the vampire, and he knew that Mike was, too.

"Oi, John! Answer me!" the god's voice was suddenly stronger and deeper.

Mitchell shivered, shutting his eyes, and for a moment he felt all the pain fade, not for good, not entirely, but for a handful of seconds it did. "Y-yes... I'm almost outside." he sucked in a sharp breath.

"Okay, I gotta hang up now, but I'll be there in the blink of an eye, eh?"

The vampire sucked in a shuddering breath, trying to smile at a couple porters he knew and then managed to exit the building "Yeah, just hurry."

"Promise. See ya."

Mitchell hung up and stuffed his phone into his pocket, then fished a cigarette out of the pack with shaky hands. He needed to keep as calm as possible, but no matter how hard he tried, he could still smell all that blood from there. He was so hungry, it had been too long since the last time he had a nice feed, but he needed to keep focused, stay human, because there was so much more for him than behaving like a monster. He really hoped that Anders was going to be there soon, because he was his only hope.

A girl approached him, asking for a light, but he turned his head the other way, unable to stand the intoxicating smell of her blood and the earsplitting sound of her heartbeat. "I don't have a lighter, someone else lit mine." he growled lowly, not looking at her.

She would have replied that she actually had seen him use his own lighter from afar, but the way he had reacted scared her, so she left, luckily unable to see his black eyes.

Another couple of minutes and Anders abruptly stopped the SUV in front of him, opening the car door to let the vampire in and huffing when he was pulled into a bone-crushing hug. "Y'alright?" the god asked again, fingers running through unruly curls as he tried to soothe him.

Mitchell was wheezing against the skin of the blond's neck, unable to say anything as he felt his sanity slowly starting to come back, just by being in Anders' arms "N-not so much..." he whimpered, clawing at the back of the god's jacket.

"It's okay, Johnny-boy, I am here now." he pressed his lips to his temple, then pulled back to look at him. Seeing those black eyes had scared the life out of him the first time he had seen them, but he knew that they weren't going to stay there for long "Take a deep breath for me..." he nodded, watching those pitch black eyes blinking back to their normal, chocolate brown color "Even if you don't really need to." he added, rolling his eyes.

Mitchell couldn't help but smile and answer with a small chuckle, taking in a deep breath as he sunk back into that soothing hug.

Anders cradled him in his arms for as long as the brunet needed him to "Do you wanna go home, now?" he asked with all that tenderness that no one but John Mitchell knew that he was capable of.

The vampire nodded "Yes... Let's go." he reared back, and before he could buckle himself, the god pulled him into a deep kiss.

When they arrived at home they nearly had a heart attack because Dawn was there, sitting on one of the couches, obviously waiting for them to come back.

"Dawn... What the hell?" Anders scowled at her, and immediately looked over at Mitchell, knowing that having a human in their flat in that very moment wasn't exactly the best.

The vampire tensed up, widening his eyes and staring at the pale skin of the girl's neck, he could clearly see her veins pumping blood. His hands began to shake when she stood up from the couch and walked over to them, her scent was so inviting that he could have just devoured her in a moment.

"Hi! I know, I know... I am sorry I let myself in but I have some very important documents for you!" she explained as she walked over to the dining table to get the documents "You need to sign them and bring them with you to the shop, tomorrow morning." she grabbed the folder and walked back to Anders to hand it to him.

The blond glanced at Mitchell once again, and he was sure that he could harm the girl if she stuck around any longer "John... Get a grip." he muttered.

The vampire blinked a few times, then looked at the god, gulping and nodding slowly.

Anders nodded in response and then focused his attention on his PA "Dawn, love, I'll work on them later, I promise. You see, Mitchell here is very sick, he needs to get some rest, so... could you leave, please?" his voice was warmer and lower than his normal tone, as Bragi took over.

Dawn blinked, looking a little confused at first, then a small smile curved her lips and she nodded "Yeah, sure." she looked at the brunet, frowning "I'm sorry, I hope you'll feel better soon." she went back to the couch to pick up her purse "I'll see you tomorrow, Anders." another small smile and eventually she left the flat.

The blond turned to look at the vampire, worried sick "You okay?" he grabbed him by his leather coat.

Mitchell was still shaking and panting "Open the windows, I-I can still smell her." he squeezed his eyes shut, feeling nauseous all of a sudden. "Fuck, I'm gonna throw up." he rushed to the bathroom, stumbling towards the toilet.

Anders had remained frozen for a couple of seconds, then left the folder with the documents on the coffee table as he moved to open the windows just like Mitchell had asked. Once he was done he quickly went to check on the vampire, finding him slumped over the toilet. He stalked up to him and squatted, pulling off his coat to make him feel a little more comfortable "God, you look like shit." he rubbed his back soothingly.

The only reply he got was a grunt.

The blond sucked in a breath and licked his lips "Are you gonna be sick again?" he kept rubbing soft circles on his back.

The vampire shook his head and spoke in a nasal voice "No... I don't think so." he finally raised his head and looked at the god.

Anders frowned and moved his hand from the brunet's back to his cheeks, wiping off his tears "C'mon, I'll make you tea."

Mitchell pursed his lips and just nodded as the god helped him up.

"I'd kiss you if you didn't stink and taste like vomit."

The vampire grimaced but managed to snigger "Fuck you."

Anders shook his head "Brush your teeth first, then we could talk about that." he smirked and patted Mitchell's ass before stepping out of the bathroom and disappearing into the kitchen.

The brunet smiled to himself as he walked up to the sink to brush his teeth. Anders was his guardian angel, a naughty one, but still he was his savior.

During that month, while Mitchell observed the gods collecting failure after failure in their quest of finding Frigg, everyone had grown fond of him, everyone except for Mike who still couldn't trust him completely.

Olaf often liked to talk matters of the past with Mitchell, since he was the only person old enough to remember certain things. They had become good friends, and also earned themselves the nickname Dinos for obvious reasons.

Axl and Zeb would have wanted to hear him talk about the war and all the craziest fights he had with other vampires and werewolves, but since Mitchell wasn't really proud of what he had done in the past, he told them about all the different lifestyles he had to adapt to through the decades. They were always thrilled to listen to his stories and respected him for his decision to disassociate from the vampire community. Mitchell had grown quite fond of them, because they were the youngest and he couldn't help but feeling kind of like an uncle to them.

Ty had succeeded in not looking like the creepy old guy who wanted to rape him, and started being his amazingly nice and caring self. He tried to be the best friend Mitchell could have, and they both listened to each other's problems and always had a good time chatting in general. They had also decided, at one point, to start going jogging together, since Ty did it every morning and Mitchell could have used some exercise. Whenever Mitchell wasn't too tired or didn't have an early shift at the hospital, Ty would pick him up and they would go for a relaxing run by the beach.

Of course Anders was jealous and would complain every single time that Mitchell would meet his brother, no matter how many times the vampire had sworn to him that he only saw Ty as a good friend and nothing more.

To discourage his brother from hitting on his boyfriend and for a matter of territoriality, the blond had taken the habit to mark Mitchell in very visible – or not, but that was due to the heat of the moment – body parts, by having rough sex with him.

"You tied that damn rope too tightly, you twat." Mitchell glared at his gloating boyfriend as he rubbed his bruised wrists.

"Shut up, you heal as fast as Wolverine, I just want Ty to see them. Along with this." he grinned, running his fingertips over the huge, nasty bruise on the brunet's neck.

"And I am supposed to be the vampire." Mitchell rolled his eyes and slipped on his sweatpants "And stop waking me up at 5 in the morning to fuck like beasts." he muttered as he stood up.

Anders snorted "Don't tell me you didn't like it." he raised his brows, rolling on his stomach and folding his arms on the foot of the bed as he looked up at Mitchell.

The vampire scoffed "Of course I did! But... I'm so tired now! I just wanna go back to sleep!" he whined as he pulled on his hoodie.

"That's what you get for betraying me." Anders raised his brows and grinned.

Mitchell rolled his eyes "Fuck you." still he bent over to kiss the blond "Don't charm too many people at work." he smirked and left the room.

"Can't promise that!" he checked out the brunet's ass as he walked away and then leaned his head back down to get some extra sleep before heading to the office.

Mitchell stepped out of the building, sunglasses in his hand as he looked up at the sun for a moment, squeezing his eyes at its brightness. He missed being able to really enjoy the sunlight, but his eyes hurt so much that he had too look away almost instantly.

He had just put on his shades when Ty's van stopped in front of him, he smirked and bent over to speak to him through the wound down window "Y'know, I don't listen to Anders when he says that you're creepy with me but uh..." he shrugged "Driving a van doesn't really help your case."

Ty laughed "Yeah well, you're right. Wanna get in the van, little boy?" he grinned.

Mitchell sighed "Gee, I could be your grandfather." he pulled the door open and climbed into the passenger's seat.

"I am used to be around old people that look almost my age." he nodded and waited for the vampire to buckle himself before pulling the van into the road.

"Just shut up and drive, yeah?" he smirked and instinctively looked down at his wrists, the bruises were already starting to fade away, but he really didn't mind having a little reminder of the awesome sex he had had a few minutes earlier.

Ty couldn't help but notice both the rope marks and the massive hickey on his neck, and felt the familiar knot in his stomach, followed by a burning sensation rushing down his lower abdomen. "Anders' statement of today must be painful?" he asked, clearing his throat. He had started getting used to see him covered in bites, scratches and so on.

Mitchell raised his brows "Nah, they'll be gone in less than an hour." he smirked and suddenly remembered about his fingerless gloves, so he fished them from the pocket of his hoodie and pulled them on.

"Tell him that I got the message, there's no need to hurt you." he remembered how it was between himself and Eva, and he definitely hoped that his brother wasn't going down that road.

The vampire grinned "Oh but it's a good pain." he raised his brows and nodded "The worst part is that he wakes me up at like 5 am to do it." he rolled his eyes.

Ty only replied with a nervous snigger. He was already starting to get hard by just thinking about how hot Mitchell must have looked as he was suddenly woken up to have sex. He punched himself mentally and tried not to cause a car crash as they arrived to the beach.

The weather was nice, yet not too many people were around and that made jogging more pleasant, even though Mitchell just wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep for a whole month.

They ran for an hour, side by side, chatting and commenting the people around them. When they stopped to drink some water, Mitchell checked the time and huffed "Man, I better go back home if I wanna get some sleep before my shift." he noticed that he had also received a text from Anders.

"Dawn and I are discussing you and Ty jogging together. I feel very gay, right now."

The vampire bit back a laugh, because Ty was speaking to him, so he looked up from his cellphone to listen.

"Well I can give you a lift, if you want."

Mitchell smiled "That'd be great, thank you!"

The god shrugged with a smile "It's a pleasure."

That answer made the vampire feel a bit uneasy, but he still smiled at him before texting Anders back.

"That makes you feel gay? What about when you take it up the arse?"

He pressed send and followed Tyrone back to the van "I was thinking..." he started, chewing his inner lip softly.

The god glanced at him with a creased brow as he pulled his keys out of his back pocket, waiting for the vampire to speak.

"Have you seen Dawn, recently?" Mitchell quirked a brow, then pulled the door of the van open.

Ty raised his brows and stopped, not entirely sure about how he should exactly answer that question "Uh, well... Not really." he blinked "Why?" he scowled, then climbed into the van.

Mitchell's phone buzzed while he did the same

"That doesn't make me feel gay, that makes me feel fucking good."

Again, the vampire had to bite his tongue really hard as he wrenched his eyes away from the mobile screen to look at Ty "Just 'cause..." he pursed his lips, shrugging "You still love her, right?"

The god tensed up a little, looking down at the steering wheel as he started up the engine "I do, but I already told you that we can't possibly be together." he backed the van into the road and drove towards Anders and Mitchell's place.

The vampire suddenly felt bad for reminding Ty of how he had nearly killed his ex, but he needed to know if the god was really getting over him or not "Right... Sorry. I dunno why I asked." he shrugged and went back to his cellphone.

"Pig."

He sent the reply and then looked back over at Ty.

The god shrugged "It's alright. I guess I am supposed to be alone, after all."

The vampire scoffed "Don't be like that, I'm sure that you'll find someone, eventually." he tried to cheer him up a little.

Ty snorted and then glanced at him "Every time I find someone, I can't have them. Or it just ends really badly." he shrugged with a sad smile and then looked back at the road.

Mitchell averted his gaze right away, looking out of the window, because he was certain that Ty was talking about him, too. He felt both bad and embarrassed, because he knew way too well how Tyrone was feeling, but being fancied by his boyfriend's brother was just too much. Suddenly his phone vibrated again, startling him a little.

"You love it."

The vampire smirked.

"Hell yeah."

Was his quick reply.

The rest of the short trip was quiet and a little awkward. Mitchell was feeling guilty for it, but it couldn't be helped, Ty needed to stop thinking about him that way.

The van stopped by the building and Ty turned to look at the vampire "Hey, I wanted to ask you something."

Mitchell unbuckled himself and raised his brows "Sure, shoot." he smiled.

Ty smiled as well, looking down at his lap for a moment, because Mitchell's smile made him feel like a crushing teenager "It's Mike's day off, today, so we were planning on hitting a club all together. Would you like to tag along?" then he quickly added, cocking his head "Anders too, of course."

The vampire pursed his lips and shrugged "Sure, why not?" he answered with a nod of his head, then cocked a brow "But I'll have to ask him, first."

The god shrugged a shoulder "Of course, just text me when you'll have the answer, eh?"

Mitchell nodded, smiling again "Will do. Thanks for the lift, Ty." he opened the door as he still faced the god.

"I told you... It's a pleasure." he didn't even hesitate as his instincts took over and made him lean in to crash his lips against the vampire's.

Mitchell froze and for a couple of seconds he was unable to do or say anything, with eyes wide open, feeling Ty's lips moving against his. When he finally found the strength to move he pulled back "Ty!" he cried out.

The god widened his eyes, touching his own lips as if he couldn't believe what he had just done "Oh God, Mitchell I am so sorry! I-I..." he panicked, looking around as if he was searching for a real life rewind button "Don't tell Anders!" he begged him.

Mitchell shook his head "N-no. No, I won't! Don't worry, it's alright!" he tried to reassure him.

"I didn't want to..." Ty shook his head "Well, I actually wanted to but... I mean-" he scoffed, freaking out.

The vampire tried to idly open the already wide opened door of the van as he still stared at the god, shocked "Look don-" he shrugged "There's no need to explain, yeah?" he sniggered nervously "We'll pretend that it never happened."

Ty managed to put on a faint smile as the vampire's words cut him like a knife "Right..." he was way too used to being rejected, that was hardly news to him. He shut his eyes and pressed his fingertips against his eyelids, sucking in a sharp breath "Fuck, I've ruined everything."

Mitchell bit his lower lip, frowning at the god's reaction "No! No, you didn't! I told you, it's okay!" he placed a hand over Ty's shoulder.

When the god turned his head to look at the vampire, their faces were dangerously close, so Mitchell quickly reared back, not wanting to encourage him more.

"I... I should go." the vampire nodded, moving his hand away from the god's shoulder.

Ty sighed "Would you still see me-" he glanced up at the ceiling, correcting himself "us, tonight?"

Mitchell shrugged "Depends on Anders and how tired we will be." he flashed him an apologetic smile, then got out of the van.

Ty watched him stumble up to the front door with creased brows, then sucked in a sharp breath as he started up the engine and drove off.

The vampire had tripped over a stair, managing only to slam against the glass door of the building instead of falling face first on the floor "Fuckin' hell!" he growled and rested his forehead against the door, trying to calm down before he unlocked it and stepped inside.

He was still processing Ty's sudden kiss and his miserable expression when he said that he was meant to be alone.

Being scared of hurting the person they loved was something they unfortunately had in common, it had been the topic they had discussed the most and for the longest time. But while Mitchell had found his person after decades of loneliness and fear, Ty was young, scared and incredibly angry with the world, and he had probably idealized Mitchell a little too much during that month.

Mitchell needed to talk to him, explain him that he cared about him and that he would have always been there for him in times of need, but he loved Anders.

Yes, he had never told the blond – and neither the god had ever mentioned those three, scary words – but Mitchell knew that he was in love with Anders, and there was nothing and no one that could have changed his mind.

He didn't think that he was actually gonna get some sleep, he had too much on his mind and he was figuring out what was the best thing he should do. He wasn't sure that going out that night would have been a smart move, maybe he didn't even have to tell Anders about the club and he should have just texted Ty to let him know that they were going to stay home. Yes, that seemed like the best thing to do.

He had just grabbed his cellphone when it suddenly went off: Anders was calling him. Mitchell scowled and answered the phone "Oi."

"How's my marathoner? Do you need me to rub your muscles? Because I am damn good at doing so."

The vampire smirked, shaking his head "I actually need to sleep for like a whole year, I'm gonna pass out on the job." he moved into the bedroom and dropped heavily onto the mattress.

"Sleep is for the weak..." then he lowered his voice, so that Dawn couldn't hear him "You're dead, though, dead people shouldn't get tired."

Mitchell scoffed "Don't you have other people to bother? Did Dawn quit her job?" he groaned.

"Nope, she's still here and sends you her love."

The brunet closed his eyes and smiled "Bless her."

"I'm not Jesus, but I'll do my best."

Mitchell rolled his eyes "C'mon, let me sleep."

"Not yet. Listen up, Mike called. He asked us to go to a club tonight with him and the others. You up for it?"

Shit. Couldn't Mike mind his own business, every now and then?

"Uh... Actually, Ty told me the same thing. I was just gonna phone you about it." he pursed his lips "Do you really wanna go?" he sighed.

"Sure, why not? We could get a little pissed. Make out in front of Mike and get him all uncomfortable, watch grandpa drunk dancing and then go back home. It's your day off tomorrow, innit?"

Mitchell squeezed his eyes shut. Anders sounded really excited about that night out and he didn't want to be a party pooper. "Sounds like a plan." he lied, cursing himself mentally.

"Perfect. I'll pick you up from work, so you don't have to walk back home, eh?"

The vampire smiled "Aww, what a doll."

"Jeez, you and Dawn just said the same thing, fuck the pair of you. Laters."

The brunet laughed "Bye, darlin'."

When Mike had called Anders, earlier that day, the blond was rather surprised, since his big brother wasn't exactly a club kind of guy. He also found it a little weird that he had actually invited he and Mitchell, since they were his least favorite people. He figured that maybe Mike wanted to at least try and be nice to the vampire since, whether he liked it or not, he was becoming a member of that fucked up family. He didn't want to read too much into things, though, he just wanted to enjoy the night out, because he was sure that it was going to be a good one.

"So you're off to pick up your husband?" Dawn teased him with a smirk. She just couldn't believe that her boss had actually found someone to stick with, it was nice and amusing at the same time.

Anders grimaced "He's not my husband, what are you on about?"

The girl shrugged "This is the longest relationship you've ever had. It's pretty much like you two are married." she checked her phone and then grabbed her purse.

"I hate that you know me so well." the god rolled his eyes, moving towards the door.

"Have you told him that you love him?" she asked casually.

Anders turned his head, eyes wide open as he was still walking "What?!" he ran into the door "Shit!" he growled, holding his nose with both hands.

His PA bit back a laugh "You heard me the first time." she raised her thin brows.

The god groaned "Oh please! I am not that kinda person!" he pinched his bridge a couple of times to check if everything was alright.

"But you do love him, right?" she insisted, folding her arms over her breasts.

"Who are you? My mom? Mind your own business and go home!" the god snarled as he pulled the door opened.

She shrugged "You should tell him that you love him. He's the only person... No wait, the only being who can put up with your shit. You shouldn't let him go." that being said, Dawn walked out of the office.

Anders froze, thinking about what she had just said for some moments, then grunted "You put up with me, too. Should I marry you?" he switched off the lights and locked up the shop after he had stepped out of it.

The girl giggled "I put up with you 'cause you pay me. Don't get too excited." she shook her head "See you tomorrow, Anders."

The blond watched her leave, his mind still processing her words.
Since when was she so interested in his romantic life, anyway?
Maybe she wasn't, maybe she was just jealous of Mitchell for being friends with Ty. That would definitely make sense, she was just as jealous as he was.

Not that he would actually admit to be jealous, just like he would never admit to be in love with the vampire. That was too unlike him, yet he enjoyed every moment of that unlikeness. He felt happier during that month with Mitchell than he ever did in his whole life.

It suddenly hit him that the day after would have actually been a month since when he had asked him – in his own, perverted way – to be together, and for the first time in his life it was probably time to celebrate it.

Anders had arrived outside the hospital a couple of minutes earlier than he was supposed to, so he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable and turned on the radio. He glanced at the entrance of the hospital, and no matter how loudly Paul Stanley was screaming that he wanted to rock and roll all night and party every day, the blond was barely hearing that.

His mind was still replaying the conversation with Dawn over and over. He didn't know much about monogamy, hell he didn't know anything about relationships in general, but everything had been fine, so far.

He had told Mitchell that they were each other's destiny, he had asked to move in with him when they barely knew each other, they could spend hours lying in bed and doing nothing – not even have sex – and still have a great time. He had already felt, said and done things with Mitchell that he had never even thought about doing with anyone else in his entire life, so how could three words make better what was already perfect?

He shook his head at his own stream of thoughts and turned down the volume of the radio a little, before winding down the window. He lit up a cigarette, taking a deep drag and letting the smoke fill up his lungs, enjoying its relaxing effect. He shut his eyes, telling himself that he had to stop thinking that much, he needed to be casual and natural, his usual self, because Mitchell liked him that way.

"Any chance I can get a ride from this handsome Norse god?"

That familiar, sexy Irish accent was followed by the sound of an opening and then closing door, making the blond smirk and open his eyes "Hiya."

The vampire scowled "Were you sleeping?"

The god shook his head, taking in another drag of cigarette "No, just relaxing."

The brunet pursed his lips "Alright." he leaned in to press a kiss on his boyfriend's cheek.

Anders furrowed his brows and flicked the fag out of the window "What the fuck was that?" he asked, looking outraged.

Mitchell arched a brow, looking at him puzzled "Huh?"

The god sniggered, placing his hand on the back of the vampire's head "Greet me properly."

The brunet grinned "Greedy bastard." he closed the distance between their mouths, crashing their lips together. He remembered about Ty's kiss for a moment, Hod's lips were even colder than his vampiric ones. He punched himself mentally and pulled back for a moment to look at Anders, as if he needed to make sure that he was kissing him and not his brother.

The blond quirked a brow "What's with you and crappy kisses, this evening?"

The vampire scoffed "Asshole. I just wanted to look at you." he rolled his eyes.

"What? Why?" Anders pulled a face, his fingers still tangled between dark curls.

Mitchell raised his brows "Because you're beautiful?" he shrugged, and that might not have been the actual reason why he had broken the kiss, but he wasn't lying.

Anders' eyes were wide open as he realized that it was the first time the vampire had actually told him that. Of course he had always complimented his looks with various adjectives, but it was the first actual time that he had ever told him he was beautiful. No one had ever said that to him, and if they did it could have been because they were under Bragi's spell, and not because they really meant it.

"Fuck off!" the god rolled his eyes, unaware of his flushing cheeks.

Mitchell widened his eyes, shocked "Oh... My... God."

The blond sighed "I told you a thousand times before, just call me Anders." of course he would joke to cover up his embarrassment.

"I made you blush. This is the first fucking time! I am amazing!" the vampire pumped his fist in the air, victorious.

Anders scoffed "Piss off, I'm not blushing! I don't blush!" he cried out, his voice highly pitched.

The vampire was still gloating as he threw himself onto the blond's lap, making him huff and accidentally honking the horn with his butt in the process of leaning in to smother Anders in kisses.

They were both laughing like a pair of idiots, lips and tongues meeting briefly as the god tugged on Mitchell's coat "Go back to your seat, you prick!" he laughed as he kissed him back for the umpteenth time.

The brunet nibbled on the god's lower lip, pulling at it softly "Okay, but I'm hungry, can we get some pizza? Or Burger King, or McDonald's, or whatever?" he licked the tip of the blond's nose.

Anders scrunched up his nose and nodded, smiling "Yes, you big baby. Whatever you want. Just get off me!" he groped the vampire's ass and gave it a firm squeeze.

Mitchell gasped "You always say the contrary." he grinned.

The god rolled his eyes and pecked at the brunet's lips one last time "I can't drive and nail you at the same time."

The vampire shrugged "You could if you were the god of driving." he reared back, honking the horn again as he moved back to his seat, sniggering.

"That doesn't make any sense!" Anders bursted out laughing.

"C'mon, let's just get out of here!" the brunet nudged him, still laughing, and buckled himself.

When the god and the vampire arrived fashionably late at the club, Olaf was already drunk and pulled both of them in a bone-crushing hug as soon as he spotted them "The beautiful couple! Oh, I love these two! Their love makes me so happy!" he slurred, then placed a sloppy kiss on each of their mouths.

Both Anders and Mitchell widened their eyes, shocked, but the brunet couldn't help the fit of laughter he broke into, as soon as the oracle let go of them to turn around and throw his fists in the air "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return!" he shouted over the music, then pushed his way through the crowd to reach the dance floor.

Axl and Zeb were laughing uncontrollably as they approached the couple.

"He just quoted Moulin Rouge!" Axl barked with laughter as he slumped over his best friend's shoulder.

"What the fuck is wrong with him?" Anders was still wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket.

"That's definitely the best way to start off the night." Mitchell was still laughing as he greeted the boys with a hug "You alright, guys?" he patted Zeb's back. He was particularly fond of him, mainly because he was the geekier one of the pair, who suffered terribly for being awkward and not so good looking, so the vampire couldn't help but unleash his protective and fatherly side on him.

"Great mate, great!" Zeb grinned, always trying to act cool around Mitchell, and maybe he had a little man crush on him, too, for being so great and kind of heroic in his eyes.

"All good, all good." Axl smiled and then proceeded to hug his big brother.

Anders hugged him back with a smile "All hail, Odin!" he sniggered. When they broke apart, the blond arched a brow, taking a look around "Where's everyone else?"

"Uh, Mike and Michelle are going to be here in a couple minutes. They had to pick up a friend of Michelle's or something." his little brother shrugged, then gestured in the direction of the toilet "Ty's just stepping out of the loo, see?"

Both Mitchell and Anders turned to look in the direction that Axl had pointed out, and the vampire immediately felt like running away.

"Oi, Ice Age!" Anders smirked "Were you on a small wank break?"

Ty glanced at Mitchell for a moment, then glared at Anders "I don't know how Mitchell can handle living with you." he shook his head and walked up to them. He was glad that he couldn't blush, because in that moment he was so embarrassed that he would have probably turned purple.

Mitchell didn't say anything, he just stuffed his hands into his pockets and shifted closer to his boyfriend.

"That would be because Mitch's a pro at handling things. You have no idea how good he is." he grinned, knowing how much that could piss his brother off.

"Shut up!" the vampire nudged him with raised brows, he accurately avoided Ty's gaze, and then glared at Axl and Zeb for giggling like a couple of sixth graders at Anders' joke.

Ty gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, keeping himself from punching his older brother square in his smug face.

"Let's go get some drinks, boys." Mitchell clapped a hand on Zeb's shoulder and the other on Axl's back "Try not to fight, you two." his gaze wandered from Anders to Ty, then back to the blond.

"Get me a vodka martini, will you?" he placed a hand over Mitchell's chest.

"Sure, we'll be right back." the vampire nodded, then pressed a kiss to Anders' lips "Behave." he whispered.

The blond smirked "You too." he spanked him and then watched as he and the kids strolled towards the bar. He sighed with a content smile as he looked back at his brother "He's mine, no matter how intensely you're glaring at me." he shrugged, then his whole body shuddered at the sudden temperature drop.

"I know damn well he is, but he's too good for you. I know you're gonna hurt him, sooner or later." Ty growled lowly, still glaring a hole into his brother's skull.

Anders arched a brow "Ouch, that's cold." he smirked and wrapped his arms around his own chest, still feeling cold "I won't fuck up and not only 'cause I care about him, but also 'cause you wanna nail him and I won't let you do that." he shrugged.

Ty would have been ready to take the fight to a further step if Mike and Michelle hadn't arrived from behind Anders.

"Hello, boys." Mikkel smiled, a smile that didn't look exactly genuine.

"Hey guys, allow me to introduce to you my new friend, Helen." Michelle grinned, stepping aside to let the tall, fair haired woman behind her step ahead.

Ty widened his eyes in complete shock as he recognized her. He couldn't believe it, Mike and Michelle had really gone that far with their plan of getting rid of Mitchell?
He shot Anders a glance and saw exactly what he feared to see.

Anders was gaping at the woman, staring at her as if his life depended on it.

"Ty! I nearly didn't believe it when Michelle told me that you're Mike's brother!" Helen smiled at him.

"And this is my other brother, the one we told you about: Anders." Mike gestured towards his younger brother.

Helen looked at him and froze, giving him the same amazed expression he was sporting.

Mike and Michelle exchanged a glance and a small smirk, then proceeded to make their way to the bar.

Ty placed a hand on Anders' shoulder right away, squeezing it "Anders, focus!" he tried to warn him, even if it was already too late.

The blond scowled, turning to look at his brother and slap his hand away "Fuck off!"

The woman wrapped her fingers around Anders' wrist "I didn't think you were this handsome." she smirked.

Anders grinned at her, his perverted self kicking in as his brain shut off completely. Every cell of his body was longing for the woman, the crotch of his pants already about to explode. He pulled her into a rough kiss and they stumbled towards the toilet together, in a sudden rush of passion.

"Fuck!" Ty cried out as he took a look around, his chest heaving as his breath itched suddenly.

Michelle and Mike had found Idunn to end Anders and Mitchell's relationship, they still thought that the vampire was a threat to the family and even worse, they still thought that he was a threat to the whole godly race.

He didn't know what to do, there was absolutely no way that Mitchell wouldn't find out what was going on. He needed to come up with something, a way to make Helen leave Anders alone for good. Olaf was probably the only one who could help, but as usual he was too drunk to be useful.

It was just while Ty was freaking out that Mitchell, Axl and Zeb came back with drinks in their hands.

"Hey, where's Anders?" the vampire scowled.

Ty looked at him shocked "Nowhere! I mean... In the loo, he's using the loo." he nodded a little too vigorously.

Mitchell pursed his lips "Alright, I need to use it too, I might as well join him." he smirked and handed Tyrone the glasses.

"No! Wait! Don't go!" Ty cried out, dropping the drinks.

Mitchell widened his eyes, looking at the shattered glasses on the floor "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he looked up at Ty as if he had lost his mind.

"Please, trust me. You don't wanna go in there." the god insisted.

The vampire scowled "I'm pretty sure I've seen a lot of dirty toilets, I can handle this one, too." he nodded and walked up to the loo. He pulled the door open and froze at the scene that was presented to him.

Anders had Helen bent over the sink while he pounded wildly into her from behind. The god didn't even recognize him at first, so he just snarled "Don't you know how to fucking knock?!"

Mitchell was still staring at him with the most shocked expression he had ever pulled in his entire life.

The blond stopped, his hands still gripping firmly at the goddess' hips and his jaw dropped "M-Mitchell... I-I..." the moment in which he recognized his boyfriend the unconditional attraction to Idunn faded away.

The vampire shook his head "Don't... Just don't... Say my name. Don't say it." he stepped back and slammed the door so hard that the walls shook.

Ty, Axl and Zeb were staring at him while he stormed towards the exit of the club.

"What's happened?!" Axl scowled.

"Are you alright, man?" Zeb looked from the door of the toilet to the vampire.

"Mitchell!" Ty tried to run after him.

Mitchell stopped abruptly, causing Tyrone to bump into him "Leave me alone." he turned to look at him with pitch black eyes.

The god took a step back, scared, but then shook his head "Don't do stupid things, Mitchell. It's not what you think."

"He's screwing her in the damn toilet, it's exactly what I think!" he snarled, pointing at the loo. His eyes were still black and his whole body was shaking with rage. "Now leave me alone, before I hurt you." he flared his nostrils and stalked out of the club, furious.

Axl and Zeb ran up to Ty "What the fuck was that?!" the taller one asked.

"Mike and Michelle... They found Idunn." Ty glanced at the toilet where his brother was still probably banging the goddess.

"Oh... Don't tell me she's in there with Anders." Axl covered his eyes with a hand.

"If you want me to lie to you." his brother shrugged.

"Fuck, why did they do that?" Zeb's stomach clenched, he didn't like to think that they were going to lose Mitchell like that.

"They want to get rid of Mitchell." Axl explained briefly with a sigh.

Ty looked over at the exit of the club "He's gonna kill, I know it."

"We gotta stop him, Ty! We can't just let him kill innocent people! That would only prove Michelle and Mike right!" Axl tilted his head, trying to keep his voice low, not to be heard from other people.

"Are you insane? He's too dangerous right now, and he wouldn't listen!" Ty insisted.

"But you're the god of darkness, maybe he'll listen to you!" Zeb cut in all of a sudden.

Axl and Ty looked at him with raised brows.

"That would make sense..." the younger Johnson nodded, then looked over at the toilet "Shouldn't we... Get him out or something?"

Ty grimaced "His attraction to Idunn is irrational, she's Bragi's wife and there's no way we'll pull them apart right now." he explained, rolling his eyes "But we do need to get rid of her, somehow." he added with a nod.

The boys nodded and Axl jerked his head towards the front door "Let's go find Mitchell, now."

"Yeah but... Zeb should stay here. Mitchell could attack him." he shot him an apologetic look, then added "Actually, you should stay, too, Axl. You need to talk to both Anders and Mike."

His brother rolled his eyes but then nodded, reluctantly "Okay. But call me if you need help, eh?"

Ty nodded "Will do." that being said he rushed to the exit, hoping that it wasn't too late, already.

To be continued...