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Rinnngg !!
The last period biteology bell rang through the halls of monster high as students poured out of classrooms relieved to be out of the stuffy atmosphere and welcome the weekend.Everyone except Spelldon of course.Can you blame him ?? His boyfriend has been awol for almost two days now and he missed biteology whatever it is it must be serious
Spelldon’s bitten-raw nails fumbled with the windowsill as he tried to pry it open without causing any damage to its delicate frame.He tried knocking on the door until the skin on his knuckles began to feel thin and Julia was no help - she never liked him much in the first place - “K has horrible taste in men they always turn out to be cheaters or whatever, what makes you the exception?” She spat out at him once when he offered to tutor her in clawculus
The window unlocked with a soft click so soft he almost didn’t hear it and he stumbled awkwardly into Kieran’s bedroom and immediately noticed the heat radiating from the room, it was like summer in December.Obviously since vampires have a
weaker circulation system they don’t store heat as well as other monsters but this was crossing the line then taking another leap
Spelldon analysed the room; homework [brought by Whisp of course] strewn across the space, a mug of now cold mint tea laying dormant next to the almost finished cherry-flavoured cough syrup and paracetamol tablets and finally, the main star of the show, passed out sleeping beauty wrapped up in the berry-coloured sheets wearing - is that my mrc shirt I’ve been looking for?
Spelldon crept along the plush carpet to reach over and pet Kieran’s silky jet-black hair, the crimson streaks like fresh blood streaming along his long hair.He was startled by Kieran’s body temperature, it was not its usual lukewarm but a burning heat that would even make a usual monster concerned.Slowly Kieran began to stir until he finally - with way more strength that typically needed - pulled himself up looking up with a disoriented stare into Spelldon’s concerned eyes
”Spelldon? How did you - when did you- get here? Did Jules let you in? I told you she’d come around,” Kieran babbled still half asleep rubbing his eyes smearing eyeliner and mascara he never remembers to remove all over his hands
“no I went through the window babe, she still doesn’t like me,” Spelldon explained with a defeated smirk on his face
“are you alright? I mean really alright not that thing you do where you say your fine but you just don’t want to feel like your burdening anyone,”
”…maybe a bit under the weather,”