Carlos fiddled with his keys tiredly, his heavy backpack on his back. He knew Kendall was in there making dinner for him, but he always kept the door locked. He found that when he twisted the key, it locked the door instead of unlocking. Weird… The door was unlocked in the first place.

When he entered the apartment he expected to smell something cooking and maybe hear Kendall say "Hey, you!" with his voice echoed by the kitchen walls. But none of that happened. He entered to smell or hear nothing.

"Hellooo?" he called, letting his backpack slump on the floor. He opened his mouth to call again, but suddenly a very tall and handsome stranger stepped out of their bedroom. Carlos' mouth snapped shut and he backed toward the door.

"Are you Kendall Knight's fiancé?" the stranger asked quickly.

"No…" Carlos answered, hand on the door knob. He didn't even know Kendall had a fiancé.

"Do you live here?"

"What're you doing in my apartment?"

Carlos was ready to flee or grab the vase from the nearby key table and smash it over this guy's head. Who WAS this guy? Why was he here?

"Kendall almost died," the stranger said gently, seeing Carlos' stance. Carlos looked at the guy accusingly and reached for the vase. "No! Don't break your vase! Look, just go in that room and you can see for yourself."

Carlos' eyes flickered to the bedroom, where another strange guy stood in the doorway.

The taller of the two reached out and grabbed the short one's sleeve, pulling him clear away from the room and gesturing for Carlos to enter. Carlos gripped the vase hard as he slowly went to the bedroom.

When he entered their shared bedroom, he immediately dropped the vase, shards exploding on the carpet. Kendall was lying in the bed, one of his stakes through his chest.

Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder and Carlos grabbed for something- anything- but could only find a glass cologne bottle. He threw it hard at the intruder- the shorter of them- and it bounced off of his chest. Carlos dropped to the ground to grab a long shard of the vase and stabbed it into the guy's shoulder- the glass slicing open Carlos' hand.

When the guy didn't react- only took the shard from his skin- Carlos panicked and tried to run, tripped, got up, and scurried to the bed.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" he screamed, unplugging the lamp and holding it ready.

The shorter stranger's hands shot up in surrender.

"This is simply a misunderstanding," he said calmly. "Your hand is bleeding very badly- let me dress it."

Carlos looked down to see that the base of the lamp was smeared with blood and his hand was covered. There was no way he would let this guy get close to him.

"Look, dude. He isn't dead," the taller one said softly, entering the room. "He's transitioning into a vampire."

Carlos' eyes widened. These guys were VAMPIRES?

"He'll be up and breathing by tomorrow," the shorter one said reassuringly. Carlos' eyes flickered to his boyfriend on the bed clad in his wet jacket, bite marks all over his neck. DAMMIT! He KNEW something bad would happen today!

"Get out!" he squeaked.

"Look, man," the taller one said sincerely. "We'll leave as soon as he wakes up. But he won't live if I'm not here. He has to drink some of my blood to live."

"GET OUT!" Carlos screamed, terrified. He lunged to tear the stake from Kendall's heart, dropping the lamp. Kendall had taught him where to stake vampires and how, but he had never used that knowledge.

"No! I'm so SICK of being staked!" the shorter one said, backing away. "We won't hurt you! We only want to help!"

"Yeah. I'm James and this is my husband, Logan," the taller one said.

"Who did this to him?" Carlos growled.

"He was trying to kill me," James said gently. "Logan here got overprotective and staked him. But it wasn't his fault! He was just protecting me! And… Kendall said he was engaged, and I couldn't let him die, so I bit him."

"Married?" Carlos said, confused, relaxing a little. He tended to believe anything people told him, and if this story was true, these guys were okay. Well, the tall one- James- he was okay. He wasn't sure about Logan.

"Are you his fiancé?" Logan asked. Carlos hesitated, deciding it was best to play along.

"Yes," he answered quietly.

"Well, yeah, this is a fucked up situation," James said, "that he's a vamp. But… I hope you'll still love him all the same."

Carlos blinked, looking down at Kendall, who wasn't even breathing. Kendall DESPISED vampires. He killed them for a living. What would happen once he WAS one? And worse yet, Kendall would stay young forever and Carlos would age.

"Why didn't you just let him die?" Carlos asked.

"Cause… I know what it's like to be in love," James shrugged. "I couldn't let him die when he was due to get hitched."

Carlos felt his eyes well up with tears and he put the stake down. The shock and adrenaline was passing and now he was just focusing on his currently dead boyfriend, who would be a bloodsucking monster the next day.

His lip quivered and he looked down at his hand, still bleeding very badly and pulsing with pain.

Logan looked up at James, who looked back at him with sympathy in his sugar-sweet eyes. Logan sighed to himself and stepped toward Carlos.

"Let me take attend to your hand," he said quietly. Carlos looked up, tears streaming down his face.

"No way," he said weakly, cradling his hand in his arm. Normally Kendall took care of his wounds, and he definitely wouldn't let a VAMPIRE take care of something with this much blood.

"Oh, please," Logan smirked. "I ate this morning."

Carlos allowed Logan to inspect the cut, his thumb easily running over it, making Carlos hiss.

"You may need stitches."

"WHAT?" Carlos squeaked.

"Perhaps not, though."

It was about 6 AM the next morning when Carlos heard the groan of displeasure from the bedroom. He got up, climbing over James' body on the floor, Logan in the other chair, both asleep, and made his way to the bedroom.

"Oh God," Kendall whimpered as Carlos entered. He was lightly touching the hole in his chest with horror.

"Kenny," Carlos breathed in relief, hurrying to the bed to pepper Kendall's face in kisses. "Oh God, you're alive!"

"How? That son of a bitch staked me like I was a leech!"

Carlos didn't say anything. He didn't want to be the one to tell Kendall the bad news- that he would be a vampire.

"Did you tell them that we were engaged?" Carlos whispered instead.

"Yeah. He was gonna bash my head into the bricks, I HAD to," Kendall explained.

"Which one?"

"The short one. The mean one," Kendall spat. "The one that KILLED me."

Carlos shivered. Logan seemed to be vicious and bloodthirsty, and he wasn't sure about him. James, however, had earned Carlos' trust easily.

"Wait… How do you know that I told them that we're engaged?" Kendall asked, just as James appeared in the doorway. Kendall went ridged, looking for anything to defend himself and Carlos, finding nothing.

"No- it's okay," Carlos said quickly. "He's okay."

"Carlos! How can you say that? There isn't a vampire in this world that's 'okay'!"

"He saved your life," Carlos snapped. "If he hadn't done what he did, you would be dead."

"'Done what he did'? WHAT did he do?" Kendall challenged, hatred in his eyes. Hatred that worried Carlos- what if he wouldn't willingly turn because of his hatred? Kendall would DIE. Carlos couldn't let that happen.

"Nothing!" Carlos said simply. "How about I make some coffee? That'll make you feel better. You guys want coffee?" he asked Logan and James, who shrugged. As he left, he pulled James along with him. He was on a mission, he had a plan.

He made coffee quickly and turned to James and Logan.

"Do you have Katie's blood?" he whispered. Soon after Carlos' hand was wrapped up, Logan and James went to the next town to get blood, having been hungry. While they were there, they visited Mrs. Knight and Katie, Carlos having told them to, and told them the whole story. Mrs. Knight didn't want to give them blood, but Katie gave it them in secret by cutting her finger, only getting a little bit out, but Logan assured that it was enough. "Save my brother," she had told them. "Don't let him die."

Logan didn't want to save Kendall. Kendall was vicious and hateful, and he didn't want him to be forever linked with James. What if, like James had, Kendall fell in love with James? But James was too sweet- he wouldn't let this guy die for anything- and Logan admired him for it.

"Yeah," James said, "In the fridge."

Carlos poured a cup of coffee, only about ¾ the way up, and poured the little bit of Katie's blood in it. He then retrieved a kitchen knife and held it up to James.

"What're you doing?" Logan asked.

"He knows Kendall wouldn't do it voluntarily," James whispered. "So he's doing it himself."

With that, James gripped the knife hard and black liquid seeped down the blade and dripped into the cup. Carlos watched, mesmerized. No, he didn't want Kendall to be the one thing he hated. He didn't want Kendall to live forever beautiful and young as Carlos withered away and died. But more than that, he didn't want Kendall to die. So he had to do this.

He stirred up the concoction, made himself a cup- Kendall's being RED, Carlos' being yellow- and took a deep breath.

In that red mug whirled Kendall's future. It whirled Carlos' future. Carlos knew he shouldn't be second-thinking Kendall's LIFE, but he had to.

"It's what's best," Logan whispered. Carlos nodded and slowly made his way to Kendall's room.

"Los, I want them out," Kendall said dangerously as they entered. Carlos slowly turned to the two vampires at his flank, giving them a little nod, and they were gone, knowing that they were to come back later. Kendall immediately relaxed and sat up.

"Shouldn't I be in severe pain?" Kendall questioned, taking the mug.

"They uh… Compelled you not to be," Carlos said.

"WHAT? They COMPELLED me? HYPNOTIZED me? LOS!"

"Well you're not in pain, right?"

"No," Kendall huffed. "I just hate them! I don't want to be under their INFLUENCE."

"Calm down, honey. Drink your coffee."

Kendall huffed and took a giant gulp of his coffee.

"Los- this tastes weird," he said, nose scrunching up. "Is this fresh?"

"Of course it is," Carlos said in mock confusion. "I guess you're just feeling a little fucked up lately- mine tastes fine."

Kendall shrugged and took another gulp.

"Yeah- that's not normal," he said, but finished it off anyway.

Carlos sat in the bed with Kendall, cuddling up him.

"Los?"

"Hm?"

"If I'm ever a leech like them, kill me. Okay?"

Carlos was silent, not wanting to lie to Kendall.

"I could never kill you. I love you too much," he said quietly.

"I love you more." Carlos smiled and looked up, being kissed gently. He had to feel a little bit guilty. Once Kendall woke up a vampire… He had no idea what would happen. He hoped James or Logan was there to help control him- Carlos wouldn't be able to maintain an angry vampire.

Awe, they have the wrong impression of Logie. Ah, well, he'll redeem himself somehow.

So on Tumblr lately there's been a lot about Logan "showing homophobic behavior" and I don't understand. How do people know that? Was there a video posted or something?

And one chick posted this thing about how Logan's "confused about his sexuality" and the rest of them are fine with it and joke about it and stuff, and Logan gets all defensive when Kogan is mentioned… What's going on, guys?! Am I missing something?! I didn't know about any of this!

AAAANYwho, did you like it? Awe, poor Carlos, just wants his boyfriend to be alive.