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You walk along the trail back to your dorm, after a night of fun with all your friends!
Grim laid in your arms, dozing off after tiring himself out. You let out a sigh, your shoulders slumping as you pat Grim' s back, you were also exhausted after everything that happened tonight.
You walk in the door and up the stairs, tucking Grim in after taking off his cute costume. A smile formed on your face, gazing at your cute sleeping companion. The floorboards creaked as you carefully stepped your way out of the room, making your way over to the bathroom.
"I can't believe they don't give us a day off," You grumbled quickly slipping out of your costume. You breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting that itchy thing off your body. "It's Halloween for sevens sake.." you scoffed, kicking off the shoes you'd been wearing and killing you all night. Half asleep, you quickly got ready for bed since you just yearned to lay down and drowse off for the night.
That was until you heard a slam from down the hall... Your body tensed mid-brushing your teeth, peering out of the bathroom with caution.
Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment, your eye laser-focused on where the noise came from. 'Calm down... you're just scaring yourself [name]. It's Halloween, nothing could possibly happen!..' you told yourself, but you then jumped at the next noise that echoed through the hallway. Strange breathing came from one of the rooms, then heavy footsteps..
'OKAY! Perhaps you're not scaring yourself...'
Your hand reached and grabbed the nearest object by you, a mirror?.. It's stupid you know that, but y'know what? it's the next best thing, since it's a hand-held one. The mirror was old, kinda dusty but it's something! Your location was a dead give-away since the bathroom was the only room with a light on, if you could call it that.
Footsteps approach, this seemed like impending doom then-- you thought about Grim, everyone! This wasn't how you're supposed to go out for sevens sake, what would Grim do without you!?
'Okay now you're just being dramatic..' You told yourself.
The bathroom door creaked open, revealing whoever decided to break into your home.. but suddenly you leaped for them with your eyes closed, tackling them while smacking them with the mirror you had picked up earlier. You ended up straddling them, eyes STILL closed as you attacked pathetically with the mirror. (while yelling...)
The person under you squirmed, making weird hissing and grunting noises as they got trapped beneath you. Then the tables promptly turned when you got flipped on your back, mirror flying across the floor. That's when you finally opened your eyes, finding out that person was-- VIL! The Vil Schoenheit?! Vil was still in his costume from when you last saw him, except his fangs look more.. realistic than you last recalled. His behavior was feral-like as he hissed and writhed while you held his wrists. This was WAY out of character for the Vil Schoeheit, and you knew for sure this couldn't be a prank..
That thought was cut short with your scream echoing throughout the bathroom and a sharp pain hit you like a semi-truck in your neck. "Fuck!" You cursed as a crimson liquid dripped down your skin.
Did he just... BITE YOU??
Vil kept a hand on your waist and the other on your nape, sucking on the wound like he hadn't drunk a single thing in years. He had a good grip on you, and the actor sure wasn't going to let go anytime soon.
Your nails dung into him, there was literally nothing else you could do, and it was like the pain had stunned you. You trembled, biting your lip as you tried not to cry out. It was like time moved slowly, it felt like hours passed as Vil drank from the wound he created, and you almost like you'd pass out.
After what it felt decades of him drinking from you he stopped... a sudden gasp irrupted from Vil. Why was he shocked when he was the one who sucked the life out of you?? You finally turned your head, free from the stinging pain... for now.
Your face was pale and it was obvious he had taken a good amount a blood from you. "[Name], are you okay?!" Vil exclaimed, immediately climbed off your body. He looked horrified at the sight in front of him, seeing you laying there drenched in your own blood. Vil reached to cover his mouth in utter shock, his brain running with thoughts of what could've possibly happened here while he supposedly unconscious. When he pulled his hand away he noticed immediately the blood soaked on his hand. "OH MY GREAT SEVENS!" He shouted, eyes widening.
"Do you know what you actually just did..?" You questioned looking up at him. Everything about him was oddly perfect still! Every hair still in place, makeup still intact (besides the blood), and he was still so elegant.
"I only remember coming back to my dorm... sevens what did i do potato?" Vil shot up, seeking around the bathroom for something to treat you with. "I apologze for whatever I did potato." He sighed patching you up. He was oddly sweet for someone who just sucked your blood.
After he patched you up, he took you to bed. You both knew neither of you were going anywhere tomorrow, and this was going to be hard to explain...