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Vicky always considered herself a morning person. She always beat the alarm clock waking up every morning and would normally rush to get herself ready for the day. Shower? Check. Teeth and hair? Check. Getting dressed? Check. Waking up the boyfriend?
… Not yet.
To say Liam wasn’t exactly a morning person would be a huge understatement. He didn’t sleep much, but if he could sleep the day away, he would. And when he did sleep, he wouldn’t sleep in the bed with her. He doesn’t sleep in a coffin either; that’d be too typical. Instead, he prefer sleepings upside down on a bar above the bed. That’s… slightly less typical, but pretty impressive that he never slips and falls from the bar and landing on the bed, or her. Now for the challenging part: waking him up without having him fall flat on his face.
“Liam… good morning…” Vicky whispered, gently nudging her upside down boyfriend. Liam just groaned. “Liam, it is time to get up,” she added, raising her voice ever so slightly. Still, he refused to get himself up… down… whatever! “We’re going to be late for class.” Liam still wasn’t deterred.
Just a typical school day, it was. Vicky would be ready and spend the better part of an hour trying to awaken her nocturnal boyfriend. She had to think of something, anything to get this stubborn quad-centenarian up and at ‘em. Then she finally got an idea, one that’s bound to get him awake in a metaphorical heartbeat!
“Okay. I guess I’ll be off now,” she began, slowly walking away from the bed, anticipating him to at least open one eye. “Off to school with everyone… and the fall semester art show that’s happening this afternoon, that includes some of your photographs. Shame you’ll miss it since you insist on sleeping all day…” she continued to tease as she made her way towards the door.
Suddenly, she found him right in the doorway, hair right in his face, amber eyes staring into her blue eyes. The vampire reflexes finally decided to kick in!
“You only tell me of this now?” he asked.
“Good morning, honey. How’d you sleep?” Vicky asked, big grin on her face. She then got up on her toes and gave him a kiss.
“Why didn’t you tell me my pictures were gonna be in the art show?” he asked.
“Well, I wanted to surprise you when we got there,” she answered. “But then you have to be stubborn when waking up.”
“Curse me for not exactly being a morning person, I guess,” Liam continued, yawning as both made their way to their bathroom. Vicky had to help him get ready since he can’t see himself in their vanity. “Oww! Could you at least try not to tug on my hair so hard?!”
“Sorry!” Vicky apologized as she tried her best to work on his hair. She had the curlier, longer hair and yet his hair was more unmanageable? “By the way, where were you last night that your hair is this mangled and you were practically comatose earlier?”
“Just at the local blood bank,” he answered.
“Really, now?”
“Well… I might’ve gone out of town for a bit and had a run-in with a nature spirit.”
“A nature spirit? What? Was she pretty?”
“ He was handsome. Personality-wise, he’s not my type, but he was indeed handsome.”
“Oh… that explains this sticky stuff…” Vicky said as she tried to clean the syrup-like stuff out of the brush. “You two have fun?”
“Yes…” Liam answered, confused as to how Vicky could be so calm. “I just told you I had a rendezvous with a guy and yet you’re your normal self. Why is that?”
“This is normal for me, Liam,” Vicky answered as she continued working on his hair, finally getting it to its silky smooth self so he could tie it in a bun. “I’m so used to you being out pretty late and trying to wake you up. But… I’ll admit I was rather worried this time around. Annoyed, but worried,” she finished, sitting in front of him at the edge of the tub.
Liam just looked at her as he finished his own hair, lips poised into a perky pout. He then sat down next to her, putting an arm around her. “You worry about me?”
“Obviously!” Vicky answered. “I mean, what if you ran into the Slayer in the middle of your late-night excursions and couldn’t contact me?” she asked. “I know she probably wouldn’t do anything serious but—”
“Vicky, I can handle her just fine…” Liam lied. Vicky just narrowed her concerned gaze at him. “Okay, maybe I could stand to use some help,” he admitted. “By the way, if you were so worried, you could’ve called.”
“… I did,” Vicky answered. “Check your phone.”
Liam then got up and walked over to where his phone was charging. Huh. She did call him. Twelve times. One would’ve thought that for a guy so addicted to his phone, he’d learn to actually use it as a phone . “Uhh… whoops?”
“Whoops is right,” Vicky answered as she walked over to him. “I know, you probably like to keep the ringer off to avoid getting notified about telemarketers and spam calls and whatnot. I’m guilty of it too. But… if we need to reach each other, we kinda need these things loud and clear,” Vicky lectured, holding up her own cell phone.
“Anyway, breakfast, then classes. We don’t wanna be late,” she reminded him before going to to kitchen. Once again, his vampire reflexes kicked in and he was blocking her path in the doorway. “Liam, I know you don’t need to eat, but I want to.”
“Look, Vicky…” Liam began… before mumbling.
“I’m sorry, what?” Vicky asked, causing Liam to groan.
“Please don’t make me say it again…”
“Say what again?” Vicky asked. Liam sighed a heavy sigh and looked her in the eye.
“I’m sorry. I’m… sorry for worrying you and turning my ringer off,” Liam apologized. Vicky just hugged him and helped him put on his glasses.
“Please don’t make me worry like that again? You don’t have to stop being out so late, though that would be nice. At least make sure you answer when I call you?”
“Yes, mother…” Liam mumbled. “I mean…! Uhh…! Sure. I might as well make this thing perform its primary function,” Liam answered as both made their way into the kitchen and took a look at the clock. It was barely four o’clock in the morning. Neither of them had class until nine.
“So… back to bed?”
“Back to bed.”
Both made their way back to the bedroom and lied down. Huh… Liam actually decided to sleep in bed with her. That’s new. The two then dozed off into slumber until the alarm clock actually rang. At least neither fell asleep mad at each other. Before doing so, Liam couldn’t help but try to take a picture of these two in bed.
Thanks to the fact that these phone cameras had zero silver in them whatsoever, he could take selfies easily. He hardly did so, but now seemed to be a good time. No sharing this with the world, be it either Instagram or an art gallery… sometimes he just wants the perfect picture to himself.