Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Yours Truely,
The Staff
season
Summer 2024
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
Since the wonderful members of TDOM enjoy the site enough to play around on it, this thread is to assist with the site's tidying! Functionality is important and we want to make the site functional even if its activity will be minimal at best!
The world seemed to slow, time drawing out the instant that Nathan caressed Tristan's cheek, feeling the soft flesh against his rather calloused hands. Perfect, it was definitely the word that the vampire would use to describe the wonderful person that was his crush. Blood continued rushing to the hunter's cheeks, keeping them a faint red while he stared at Tristan. Once the vampire realized he had left the blond speechless, the corners of his lips twitched, broadening the smile. Each sentence possessed words that Nathan believed his crush deserved to hear; the man needed to be aware of the significance he held in the vampire's mind. Admitting those emotions felt like weights off of Nathan's shoulders; almost as though the gates keeping him from happiness were suddenly opened. The moment of silence allowed for the vampire to reflect on his crush's wonderful qualities; from the sweetness, understanding and attention-seeking attitudes.
Mere thoughts about it left Nathan smiling giddily since he easily found the marvelous qualities attractive. A mixture of nervousness and happiness transcended over the vampire as he remained uncertain of his actions, although, he desired to display his affection towards Tristan. When his lips met his crush's, Nathan felt his heart begin to pound wildly against his rib cage as his anxiousness generated concerns of not properly kissing Tristan. There was a softness to their lips meeting, emotions peaking in excitement from the action; almost like a million tiny fireworks were shot across the surface of their lips. The return kiss increased the blood flowing to Nathan's cheeks, creating a brighter red blush. The arms that wrapped around him coaxed him to return the embrace, pulling Tristan closer. Hesitantly, the vampire pulled away, his yellow-green eyes staring in amazement at the wonderful blond. For a brief moment, he glanced away bashfully, gaze returning to Tristan after a few moments.
"You're amazing... you know that?" He mumbled nervously.
The unfamiliarity he held with the emotions related to romance left Nathan nervous, making him feel lost with the steps taken towards maintaining Tristan's happiness. Despite feeling lost in a vast maze, the vampire found himself smiling at his crush, his heart still beating rapidly.
Tristan couldn't help but find himself becoming excited that Nathan had agreed to be his boyfriend, had kissed him. The actions had soothed him from his worry only a few minutes prior. He couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed when Nathan had pulled away but he knew that baby steps were in order if they wanted their relationship to progress appropriately. A small smile appeared on his lips when Nathan made his comment to him. "Hey........ that is my line." With his arms still wrapped around Nathan, he continued the hug, hoping that Nathan wouldn't pull away from him, there wasn't anything wrong with their hug lasting forever, was there? The door bell had been rung, a few minutes later, a servant had entered the bathroom to tell them that somebody was at the door.
Tristan thought that it had been for Nathan, seeing as the person was at the door, it seemed polite to let go of Nathan so that they could walk to the front door, assuming that Nathan planned on finding out who was at the door in the first place. Of course that would mean hugging his arm, because Tristan wasn't about to let go completely. Once the front door was in view, Tristan would frown when he realized who was on the other side. He isn't here to see Nathan, but to see me. How did he find me? He thought to himself, feeling somewhat confused. He had mixed feelings that his driver was standing outside of Nathan's house, as if waiting to take him somewhere. He had an idea of where that might be and he couldn't help but cling to Nathan's arm slightly tighter because he wasn't sure if he was brave enough to see his father just yet.
"Master Anderson." The driver was polite as he addressed Tristan. If it wasn't clear to Nathan who he had come for prior, it would be clear to him now. Tristan sighed in defeat, not interested in going to see his father, or at least not alone. "Wait outside." He finally made the comment to his driver, watching the man walk away and the servant close the front door in front of them. Now what am I going to do? I've been hiding at Nathan's house and now he has found me........ He felt like his heart was beating faster, he turned to look at Nathan. "You'll go with me, won't you?"
Arms loosely wrapped around his boyfriend, Nathan stared at Tristan, memorized and overjoyed. The recent occurrences caused the vampire's heart palpitated, dancing around his chest with exhilaration, threatening to create a heart attack with the uncontrollable increase of his heart rate. There was nothing better than holding Tristan and giving the beautiful man affection. A smile remained stretched across the green-haired man's lips, his embrace tightening to bring his new boyfriend closer. Perfection, it was currently the best word to describe the situation as Nathan reveled in the emotions and senses. The soothing warmth of body heat, pleasant scents, dancing heart and overwhelming feelings of happiness; it was blissful. When Tristan commented on his sentence, the vampire laughed lightly, a mild anxiousness touching his tone.
"Well I have to tell you the truth, don't I?" Nathan responded. "Besides, you are absolute perfection."
The flirtatious comment the vampire made brought a smile to his lips; certainly that was adequate to make Tristan blush. The notion of witnessing red paint across the blond's face made Nathan's heart flutter; he prayed for the occurrence. Moments passed, the hunter attempting to think of more affection-filled comments, only to be interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. The noise resonated throughout the sound, the chime informing all occupants of newcomers. As expected, a servant arrived, hesitating as their eyes glanced towards the two boy before providing the information. An annoyed sigh escaped the vampire's lips since he craved more time hugging his boyfriend. Gradually, the grip was loosened until Tristan was freed, but Nathan was shortly pleased to discover Tristan clinging to his arm. The reluctance to release him was adorable to Nathan, bringing a friendly smile to the vampire's face while he glanced towards his boyfriend.
Quietly, Nathan ventured out of the washroom and downstairs towards the grand front door; a lavishly decorated wooden one acting as the manor's grand entrance. They continued forward, servants hastily opening the doors in their entirety to reveal the visitor to Beckard manor. Initially, Nathan analyzed the individual at the door, his gaze flitting back towards Tristan when the grip around his arm tightened. The formal reference towards the blond caught the vampire attention; this individual was definitely a servant of sorts. When a command was returned, the servant listened, leaving the door to return to the vehicle. At the mentioning of accompanying Tristan, the green-haired man stared at his boyfriend.
"Of course I will, but I want to know what is going on first, okay?" Nathan said, slight worry touching his tone. "Is there something wrong, Tristan?"
The words arrived softly, Nathan keeping his yellow-green eyes locked onto his boyfriend, concern clouding them. There was something stiff and cold about the exchange, the sudden grip tightening attributing to the fretting.
Tristan couldn't help but pout over Nathan's desire of truthfulness because he believed Nathan was the amazing one as well as the absolute perfection. "No no no." Shakes his head slightly, "That is you, my lovely Nathan." He wanted Nathan to know the heartfelt truth, which Tristan knew to be true. When the doorbell was rang, they went to go answer it, him clinging to Nathan's arm because he didn't want to let go. He was relieved to hear Nathan agreed to go with him but sighed when Nathan requested to know what is going on first. He couldn't bring himself to answer the question, letting go of Nathan's arm before wrapping his arms around Nathan. "He is the driver I go with when my father wants to see me."
As of right now, he hoped that would be good enough of an answer right now. "I just don't look forward to seeing him right now." He paused before adding, "I have been ignoring him after all." He couldn't bring himself to tell Nathan about the abuse, not just yet. I don't want to drag him into my family's mess and when they find out I'm in a relationship they won't be pleased with me. I need to be brave and get this over with. With a breath, he forced a smile on his lips. "Ready?" He would leave his stuff here, frankly he had no plans on returning home, just confronting his father right then and there.
There was no denying the blond-haired piece of perfection that Nathan was accompanying. There was no denying the divine appearance of his precious Tristan and anybody who would attempt to tell the vampire otherwise were obviously blind. Flawless was this man who miraculously agreed to be his boyfriend, going lengths to bravely ask the question. It was the reason why Nathan felt the intense desire to shower this incredible man with numerous compliments to display his affection towards Tristan. When his new boyfriend attempted to reflect the appraisal, Nathan pouted at the blond. That compliment was for his boyfriend, not himself. His yellow-green eyes remained locked on Tristan, the vampire smirking as he prepared to respond. There was no possibility that he would accept that compliment since it was supposed to be Tristan's!
"No, you are perfect, silly," Nathan stated. There was sweetness in his voice as he continued. "Now hush and take your compliment, my Tristan."
The request for details on the situation of the driver's appearance was met with an embrace. Worry remained on the vampire's face while he wrapped his arms around Tristan, gently rubbing his back while he held him. At the mentioning of Tristan's father, Nathan's arms tightened and his eyes narrowed into a glare. After hearing the man yell at his precious blond, the hunter held an immense hatred for the man. As Tristan continued explaining, the vampire adjusted his grip to make his embrace more protective. Admittedly, Nathan fancied the idea of ignoring the horrible man longer.
"... I don't like your dad... He yells at you for being sick! I would rather just punch him in the face and be done with it," Nathan muttered bitterly. "Can we do that? I punch him then we run away and be done with him?"
The vampire wished dealing with Tristan's father was that easy, but he doubted that he would gain permission to punch the man. There was a concerned countenance to Nathan's face, angering mixing since he completely despised Tristan's father; NOBODY SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO YELL AT HIS TRISTAN LIKE THAT! When Tristan provided him with a forced smile and asked if he was ready, Nathan nodded and slowly released his boyfriend. The worry increased from witnessing that smile, the hunter easily detecting the counterfeit grin. Once freed from the grip, the vampire was hasty to try and capture Tristan's hand with plans of intertwining their fingers before exiting the manor.
Tristan couldn't help but blush slightly when Nathan told him to hush, finding it somewhat tempting to argue with him just because teasing Nathan would be so much fun for him. Of course he would have to remind him of his perfection at another time, when they could have their alone time again instead of having people watching them from all sides. The last thing he wanted was to run the risk of embarrassing his Nathan even further. So after a few minutes, he found out that he would have to wait until later on to dish those compliments back at Nathan because his father demanded his presence right now. He couldn't help but find Nathan's comment of desiring of punching his father in the face somewhat amusing but he didn't want his father having the pleasure of possibly disliking Nathan any further and so he chose not to give permission. "I think it will go a whole lot smoother if we don't." Though heaven forbid that Nathan did it anyway, he wouldn't be angry at him over the subject.
Tristan was relieved to hear that Nathan was ready to go, he felt Nathan slip his hand into his, intertwining their fingers before they exited the manor. He got into the car first, pulling Nathan to sit next to him as his driver closed the door behind them. It was a few minutes later that they were driving and he found himself going nervous again. It will be okay, I have Nathan with me now. I will be brave and just talk with him. The car ride would be met with silence, for one, he didn't want the conversation with the driver in earshot and too, he really wasn't sure what he could say. Once they pulled in front of the house, the driver would park the car and open their door. Tristan would hesitate for a moment before getting out of the car, pulling Nathan's hand somewhat closer to his body, as if having it there would give him the courage needed to speak with his family.
They walked up to the front door and a servant answered the door to let them in, there they would find his mother coming down the stairs to greet them. To his disappointment, his mother didn't seem pleased to see that he brought Nathan along and that they were holding hands. She would join them in the study where his father was currently sitting behind a desk, doing some tasks for work. Once they answer, he would tell them to take a seat, still proving to be finishing up his task before bothering to acknowledge that they are right in front of him. A few minutes would go by, dead silence. The grip would become somewhat tighter as it proved that Tristan was having a hard time keeping himself together. Fear of his father hurting him again crossed his mind, fear of Nathan seeing it had also crossed his mind. What would Nathan think when he saw his father attacking him? Would he find him to weak and want to walk away? They had only just barely started a relationship together.
His father would stop working on his tasks, standing up from the desk he would move to stand in front of Tristan. "Missing work, not answering phone calls, what do you have to say for yourself? Boy?" He asked, ignoring the fact that Nathan was sitting right next to him, ignoring the fact they were holding hands but he hadn't missed the jester. Tristan would swallow, forcing himself to answer the question that had been asked. "I was sick so I forced time off." He knew his father wouldn't accept the bull shit of the answer of being sick, seeing as he wanted hi to come into work anyway. He also knew that he wouldn't be pleased to hear that he took some time off, but maybe, just maybe he could prove to his father that he wasn't the little kid that he used to be anymore. His father was fuming, of course the last thing he wanted was for Tristan to realize what would be coming next so he took a moment before reaching out to yank Tristan to his feet by his shirt collar.
The sudden grip had thrown him off balance, letting go of Nathan's hand by mistake as his father threw him against the wall. "Took time off? What did I tell you about missing work?" He then looked towards Nathan, "You also had the nerve to bring him here, who is he? Have you been sleeping around? I'll have to beat that one out of you too." He expected his son to marry a woman, mostly because he wanted to have grandchild but just because he was very traditional on the subject. Tristan thought his father was going to attack him again, fear overwhelmed him and he found that he was like that little kid again. Helpless to his father's beatings.
There was an increasing desire to punch Tristan's father despite the negative repercussions that could transpire afterwards. It was obvious that Nathan despised the man for the impertinent behaviour he displayed towards his son. There were hints of fury in the vampire's eyes because of the orbiting thoughts of the despicable man. Unfortunately, Tristan did not provide him with permission to clench his fist and swing a punch at the horrible individual. Immediately, a pout touched Nathan's lips as genuine disappointment entered his emotions, although, admittedly the opinion was sensible. A gentle sigh exited the vampire's mouth as he walked through the manor's threshold, fingers intertwined with Tristan's. The surroundings were surveyed by Nathan, his yellow-green eyes gazing back towards Beckard Manor, sweeping until finally ceasing to rest on the vehicle. There did not appear to be anything awry, which left the vampire questioning what exactly was bothering his boyfriend.
When they approached the car, Tristan entered first with Nathan quickly following with determination to remain close to his boyfriend. The peculiar behaviour earlier was bothering the vampire, although, he supposed he could understand given the individual they were required to meet. There was a click as the door was shut, the hunter inching closer to Tristan, his worried eyes locked on him. As the vehicle pulled away, Nathan squeezed the blond's hand, reminding of his supportive presence. There was an eerie silence during the entirety of the drive. While the vampire remained uncertain of the reasoning, he found himself unwilling to attempt conversation, instead maintaining a tight grip on Tristan's hand during the entirety of it. They arrived at the house in a few minutes, Nathan glancing towards while the vehicle parked. Once freed from the car, the vampire accomplished another survey of the surroundings; still nothing amiss quite yet.
Despite the subtly in the movement, the green-haired teen noticed when Tristan pulled his hand closer. In response, Nathan inched closer to the blond, concern remaining evident in his eyes the closer they got to the house. Similar to a majority of wealthy homes, servants answered the doors, pulling them open for the entrance of newcomers. Slowly, he scrutinized their surroundings, his eyes falling on a woman who descended the stairs to greet them. Her facial construct was analyzing, the vampire narrowly managing to detect the displeasure that crossed her countenance; was it because of Tristan's absence? While they were escorted to the study, Nathan remained close to his boyfriend and entered behind him. Upon entry, the vampire noticed Tristan's father and shot a glare at the man. They were asked to sit, the green-haired teen following Tristan to sit beside the man he cared about most.
Minutes ticked by, and eerie silence filling the study while the despicable man behind the desk quietly continued his work. Once again, Nathan glanced around their surroundings, unable to notice anything menacing in the direct vicinity; most certainly Tristan was merely concerned about the yelling, right? The grip tightened again around his hand, Nathan glancing towards his boyfriend and giving his hand a quick squeeze. When the father moved, looming over Tristan to give his inquiries, Nathan glared at him again, unable to notice he was being ignored. The swallow accompanied by the answer caused the vampire to lift an eyebrow. There was a moment of stillness, anger evident against the father's face and Nathan still attempting to piece everything together, although, the pieces hastily slammed together when Tristan was ranked to his feet by his collar.
The blond's hand was forced away from Nathan's grip while Tristan was grabbed and immediately thrown him against the study wall. Instantly, the vampire's eyes widened as he began realizing the situation and what it entailed. The initial words made the hunter glare at the father as he hastily rose to his feet, although, the second comment made his teeth grate, fangs poking out from anger. This man had the AUDACITY to touch his Tristan roughly, make those VILE remarks and proceed to THREATEN him. Obeying the command that Tristan gave him was impossible as his protective instincts kicked into overdrive. Without hesitation, Nathan's hand curled into a tight fist, fingernails digging into his flesh while he closed the distance. Hastily, the fist was drawn back and rocketed forward, the vampire narrowly keeping his enhanced strength from kicking in as he aimed for the face of Tristan's father; he was hoping to break his damn nose!
When his fist collided with the soft flesh of the man's face, Nathan found himself satisfied as his opponent riled. Quickly, he turned back towards Tristan, reaching out to try and protectively embrace him before glaring back towards his boyfriend's father.
"DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT TOUCHING TRISTAN LIKE THAT AGAIN, YOU HEAR ME?!" Nathan screamed. "IF I HEAR ANY MORE CRITICISM OR ANOTHER THREAT, I WILL GIVE YOU A BEATING! AND I FUCKING SWEAR, IF YOU HURT MY TRISTAN AGAIN, I WILL KILL YOU!"
His eyes remained narrow at the horrible man a few moments longer, making it obvious how furious he was. Afterwards, his gaze slowly returned to Tristan, softening as he gazed at the blond. Concern touched his yellow-green eyes as he looked at his boyfriend.
"Are you okay, Tristan?" He asked gently.
While he waited for the answer, Nathan scrutinized Tristan's appearance, searching for any possible injuries. Tabs were kept on the father, the vampire's gaze occasionally flitting towards the man.
Tristan prepared for his father to smack him but it never came. His father had stumbled away from him. Somebody had reached out towards him and had pulled him into an embrace. His head leaned against Nathan's shoulder, trying to get control over his overwhelmed feelings in that exact moment. His father had regained his position, glaring at Nathan because he had broken his nose. "WHY YOU!" He snapped, finding Nathan to be trashy, he wasn't even in formal clothes. He would have to kick him out as soon as he gets his son back from him. The threat Nathan had given him didn't phase him one bit, the sooner he got Tristan the sooner he could make them both pay. Tristan flinched from hearing Nathan claim he would kill his father if he hurt him. When Nathan had asked him a question he pulled away to look at his face.
"I'm okay..." He didn't want to worry Nathan, but now that he was here, there were a few words he would have to share with his father. "Tristan." His father answered, ignoring Nathan again. Tristan looked towards his father, embracing Nathan. "Come here." His father ordered, expecting Tristan to act as he usually does. Tristan blinks, clinging to Nathan. "No." He answered bravely, the answer even surprised him at how clearly it had come out of his mouth. "What?" His father asked, clearly upset by the idea. Tristan glanced towards Nathan before looking back towards his father. "You heard me." He paused for only a moment, his father was in the process of interrupting him but he talked over him. "This is Nathan, my boy friend." With a breath, he finished his sentence, having had a reason for coming here, being beaten up hadn't been the reason.
"I quit your company and I'm going to court to get a restraining order against you. Feel free to disown me." He takes Nathan's hand in his, taking the chance to exit the study and house, while his father was speechless. Once out of the house, he takes another breath. "Thank you Nathan." Of course after making his comment to his father, he wouldn't be able to expect a ride home. "Can you call for a ride?"
The disturbingly satisfying crunch of cartilage breaking assisted in making Nathan feel pride in successfully breaking the father's nose. THE MAN DESERVED IT FOR DOING HORRIBLE THINGS TO TRISTAN! This pathetic excuse for a father figure was irritating the vampire, thus sympathies were nonexistent. While he continued glaring at Tristan's father, Nathan kept a tight grip on his boyfriend. When the blond's head settled again his shoulder, the vampire felt relieved that Tristan was remaining in his embrace. The vampire continued glaring as the father responded; Nathan did not care that the man was infuriated because of his freshly broken nose. It only resulted in the green-haired teen tightening his protective embrace of Tristan, making it obvious that he had no intentions to release him. Allowing this abusive man near his boyfriend was forbidden action and Nathan planned to lash out if the father attempted to get close.
"Don't like getting your nose broken, eh?! WELL, I WOULD HAPPILY BREAK MORE BONES IF YOU GET ANYWHERE NEAR MY BOYFRIEND!" Nathan shouted, clearly still furious.
While the remark could possibly provoke anger, Nathan found it difficult to care about the father's emotions given the horrendous treatment that his boyfriend received. There was reassurance when Tristan stated he was alright, the vampire still gazing at the blond with worried eyes. Gently, he squeezed his boyfriend in an attempt to subtly convey his concerns for Tristan's safety. Hearing Tristan's father provide orders to come, Nathan tightened his embrace, getting pleasure from Tristan clinging to him. The refusal to obey soothed the vampire, a smirk touching his face as the blond bravely responded to his father, rebelling against the abuse and controlling nature of the man. When Tristan took his hand, the vampire followed behind him closely as they left the study, proceeding through the halls to exit the manor. The thanks accompanied by the question was met with silence for a moment as Nathan's face turned serious, his arms reaching to wrap around Tristan again.
"Next time... please tell me if you have problems like that," he said worriedly. "I would have protected you sooner if I had known."
There were a few more moments of silence as the vampire allowed the words to sink into the air. His concerns over his boyfriend had dominated, Nathan desiring to assure Tristan that he could tell him about concerning topics. After a few moments, the green-haired man released an extensive breath.
"I will let's just walk away from this place first, okay? I want to get you away from this house," Nathan stated, finally responding to the inquiry.
Remaining in close proximity to the father's house seemed like an awful idea, especially after the intense exchange of words that had occurred within the study. It left Nathan immensely concerned about his boyfriend's safety, rising the dormant protectiveness from since he lost the closest members of his family.
Tristan had thanked Nathan, even asking for Nathan to call for a ride. He was surprised when Nathan had wrapped his arms around him. "I didn't mean to worry you. I'm sorry." He wrapped his arms around Nathan, clinging to him again. If I had told you, I feared that you wouldn't want to be around me anymore. My father... he calls me a coward for how I act in front of him. That is what I am though. I didn't want to lose you, though it is selfish, I chose not to tell you. I chose not to tell you because I wanted to be brave in front of my father, your presence gave me strength to tell him what had been long overdue. He blinked, thoughts continued to overwhelm him. Though he hoped that Nathan would forgive him on failing to fill him in, he wouldn't be keeping anymore secrets from him ever again.
After a few moments of silence, Tristan decided to speak up. "No more secrets." He promised, never wanting to upset Nathan over the subject ever again. Nathan mentioned that he would call for a ride, suggesting them to walk away from this place first. "Yes. Of course." He would slowly pull away from Nathan, holding out his hand in hope of intertwining his fingers with Nathan's. Now I need to tell him about my plans. I won't be jobless after all. He took in a breath, as they walked away, he decided to start speaking again. "Speaking of secrets..." He started, pausing for a moment, trying to find the courage to spit out the sentence that had been haunting him as he desired to join Nathan out on the field to keep a closer eye on him. "I joined TRS." He whispered, knowing this conversation could go many different directions. I'm sorry I couldn't make you proud by becoming a hunter, I'm not brave...
Being granted the opportunity to hug Tristan after the incident inside was a blessing for Nathan. Once he was capable of embracing his boyfriend, he created a tight grip around him. Having his arms around Tristan was comforting, especially after the immense worry he felt when Tristan's father had threatened him. Despite his boyfriend being safe now, Nathan found it difficult to release him after what happened. The apology that the blond provided accompanied by the return of the embrace was pleasant. There was joy within the hug, Nathan tightening his grip when his boyfriend clung to him. Carefully, he leaned his head towards Tristan's cheek in hopes his boyfriend would allow for him to softly kiss it.
"I'm your boyfriend, I am supposed to worry about you," he murmured softly. "If your dad gets anywhere near you, I want you to tell me immediately, okay Tristan? Because if needed I will happily break his nose again."
Gently, the vampire began rubbing Tristan's back, keeping the important man held close to him. After the drama that unfolded within the manor, Nathan desired to comfort his boyfriend. Even if the past incidents of abuse could not be mended, the green-haired teen felt determined to provide comfort after this occasion. At the promising of ceasing the secrets, a smile stretched onto Nathan's lips as he squeezed Tristan. The notion of his boyfriend no longer maintaining secrets was pleasant, the vampire's heart fluttering with glee. There was trust in statements against keeping secrets, making Nathan overzealous with the concept. Slowly, he pulled away from Tristan, hastily taking the offered hand to intertwine his fingers with Tristan's. Once he possessed the heavenly feeling of holding his boyfriend's hand, they began walking down the sidewalk, increasing the distance between themselves and the house.
The moment Tristan began speaking, Nathan's eyes flitted back towards him as he waited for the blond to continue. The words that were whispered resulted in the vampire's expression shifting into a concerned shock. His precious Tristan had decided to join the TRS, which already raised numerous worries since the hunter knew the potential threats in vivid detail.
"WHAT?! PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE A WARD MEDIC!" Nathan exclaimed as he began fretting.
There was no thought taken towards the lack of courage in certain occupations in the TRS since the vampire's protectiveness immediately increased. The concept of terrors or Assembly members hurting the sweet blond was concerning, especially after losing many significant individuals to those monsters. Should it be required, Nathan was determined to protect Tristan even if it meant getting injured in his boyfriend's place or worse.
Tristan felt Nathan's lips press against his cheek, melting in the embrace. Nathan was the best boy friend, he never wanted to part from him ever. "I'll tell you." He told Nathan, promising that he wouldn't keep any secrets from him. Though that wasn't to say that he would interrupt work to let Nathan know, he'd wait until Nathan was in a safe location to contact him, the last thing he wanted was to become a distraction when Nathan was handling a Terror or AP member. If he finds me, I'll ignore him until Nathan is around. It seemed simple enough to him. It was comforting when Nathan had started rubbing his back. He was relieved when Nathan accepted his answer about no longer keeping secrets. He had a big one that he would have to tell him but first, he wanted to start walking away from this place, a nightmare that had once been known as his home.
He broke the news to Nathan, telling him that he joined TRS. Nathan's question caused him to smile and chuckle. "I don't know how to heal..." He shook his head slightly. "But I couldn't join as a hunter even if I wanted to, those Terrors scare the shit out of me." It left only one position that he could have joined as. But just in case Nathan was worried about what exactly he planned on doing for a living, he would tell him. "I joined a scout, I figured hacking would benefit them greatly." He wouldn't have to leave the building unless he wanted to, heck, he could do it at home too but he wanted to see Nathan more often and being at home was just so lonely. "I'm lonely when you go here, so I thought stalking you would make me feel better." He coughed, "I mean looking out for Terrors and reporting their sightings."
Gaining the opportunity to kiss Tristan's cheek was a blessing to Nathan considering there were TRS members who were immensely cautious of his presence. The reaction towards him was reasonable, especially since nonstop threatening and outwardly sadistic attitudes were generally seen as not accepted as a social norm. A majority of people seeking the company of the average and like-minded folk, not the frightening vampire who waved a knife in their face. Fortunately, Tristan was an exception and was shielded from the negative attitude that Nathan displayed towards others since his boyfriend was too precious to witness the facade. There was a single exception, which was the abhorrent individuals who made the foolish decision to attempt and harm his Tristan. The promise was reassuring, allowing for Nathan to prepare his sadistic persona for possible Tristan protecting missions.
"Good, cause I don't want you getting hurt," Nathan said softly.
Allowing Tristan's father near his boyfriend again was officially forbidden to the vampire. The man was horrible and abusive both verbally and physically, and Nathan would be honoured to endlessly punch him until he was sludge on the sidewalk. While the opportunity to embrace Tristan remained, the green-haired teen enjoyed every moment of it. The close proximity was incredible, the vampire desiring a day they never parted from each other's arms. As they walked, their fingers intertwined, Tristan had brought up his new occupation at the TRS. There was mild hope that miraculously, Tristan decided to take up the occupation of healing, but Nathan was shortly disappointed. A pout touched his face as the blond continued, mentioning how joining the hunters was impossible.
"You better not join the hunters! YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO STAY SAFE!" Nathan exclaimed, keeping Tristan's hand closer for comfort.
There was a slight smile when Tristan mentioned scouting alongside his hacking skills; it suggested the opportunity for his boyfriend to avoid the field. The grin increased when the blond continued, stating that he would be stalking him. The concept of this beautiful man watching him made the vampire's heart flutter gleefully. After walking a bit further, Nathan stopped, carefully pulling Tristan's hand in an attempt to bring him closer. He leaned towards the blond's ear to whisper, a smirk evident across his face.
"I will make sure to do some sexy poses then," he flirted.
The sly grin remained on Nathan's lips while his open hand retrieved the phone from his pocket. Fluent finger movements were made across the screen, unlocking the device and revealing the numerous apps. A few soft clicks with his thumb opened the messenger, several names being displayed across the screen alongside a high number of texts beside both his parent's numbers. He seldom answered them, oftentimes refusing from his immense disdain towards them. The phone number of the Beckard Manor driver was clicked, the vampire hastily texting a request to be picked up. Once they returned home, Nathan planned to indulge his new boyfriend with attention in the form of snuggles.
Tristan couldn't help but feel happy when Nathan made his comment, he felt protected as if life was about to get better for him. As they walked, he had mentioned how he had joined TRS and later how he hadn't joined the medics.... nor the hunters.... He couldn't help but chuckle when Nathan exclaimed, tightening his grip around Nathan's hand. He would be happy to know that he wouldn't ever join the hunters, knowing he wasn't cut out for that type of position. He then made the comment about stalking Nathan just to blush when Nathan mentioned doing sexy poses for him. "I'm going to reward you." He flirted back, wanting some alone with Nathan after having to put up with his father. Nathan had withdrawn his phone, typing on it so that the driver knew to come and get them.
He snuggled Nathan's arm with his other arm, wanting to be around him forever. Nathan is the best boy friend ever. He felt like he was in heaven, excited to be going home. As far as he was concerned, he wasn't apart of his parents family anymore and that was perfectly okay with him. As they waited for the ride, he leaned forward to kiss Nathan on the cheek, figuring the best reaction was when his boy friend didn't expect him to suddenly do it. A flustered Nathan was a happy Tristan, or so he told himself. Of course when they got home, his goal was to get Nathan to blush more than his boy friend could do it back to him. He had stuck to him till the very end and that end seemed to go on forever, he wasn't alone, his Nathan was with him to help him pull through this.
The most incredible time for Nathan was being around Tristan, even though they were merely waiting for their ride. Gratifying was the correct word to describe the situation, a grin remaining on the vampire's face while he maintained a tight grip on his boyfriend's hand. The warmth shared through the romantic action travelled to Nathan's heart, the muscle warming in satisfaction to being around this incredible man. When blush tinted Tristan's face, the grin widened as the hunter's yellow-green eyes fixated on his human lover. Witnessing the blond blush was adorable, nothing comparing to the sublime view of red painting itself across his boyfriend's handsome face. Falsely, Nathan believed he was champion of making his boyfriend blush until Tristan proved his excellence with a vague statement about rewarding him. Immediately, blood rushed to the vampire's cheeks as he glanced towards his the blond with surprise entering his eyes.
There were thoughts taken towards the possibility of the reward, his curiosity grabbing him. Excitement coursed through his veins, the desire to gain knowledge of the prize increasing immensely. The mere suggestion of receiving anything from Tristan resulted in the vampire's heart fluttering.
"What kind of reward?" The vampire inquired, curiosity breaching his voice.
Knowledge was required, especially since the reward was mentioned with vague information which left Nathan clueless as to what it entailed. The wait for their ride passed pleasantly when Tristan began snuggling into his arm. A broad grin perked the corners of the vampire's lips upwards as he derived enjoyment from the affection his boyfriend was providing. There was no competition when it arrived at the concept of Tristan being the best boyfriend, the blond's affection easily stealing Nathan's heart; although, the vampire would have allowed for that considering the incredible nature of his lover. The hunter began surveying the area, making certain that nothing was awry when suddenly a pair of gentle lips touched his cheeks. The soft kiss resulted in blood propelling to Nathan's cheeks, turning them a bright shade of red from the display of love. Shortly, the vampire's gaze flitted towards Tristan with surprise before sheepishly shifting to a smile.
"You're so sweet," he murmured gently.
When Nathan's eyes returned to the streets, he noticed a short, black limo approach the curb. The driver halted, the window rolling down to reveal the plump, elderly face of the Beckard Manor driver. The vampire provided a wave before reaching for the door to the luxurious backseats. Carefully, he grabbed the door, opening it before bowing in a gentlemanly manner and gesturing for Tristan to enter.
"You first, my beautiful Tristan," he said.
Patiently, Nathan waited for Tristan to enter the vehicle with a large smile remaining on his face. Once his boyfriend was safely in the limo, the vampire would take his seat beside him for a wonderful ride home.
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