Dominic's POV
Agh. Headache. Again.
I woke up with my skull pounding like someone threw a rave in my frontal lobe. Probably all the emotional repression and overthinking. Classic.
I dragged myself out of my room like a zombie. And there he was.
Still on the couch.
Still drooling.
Still very much… dead.
Right. Vampire. Dead-but-not-dead. Sleeping like the world's cutest emotional parasite.
Seriously—what is this guy?
He was curled up like an emotionally unstable bat burrito, drool soaking the pillow, mouth open like he was dreaming about candy and chaos. His cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk hoarding winter snacks.
…Why is this weirdly adorable?
I kneeled down without thinking and brushed a few curls from his forehead. He looked so tiny like this. Just a baby. A twenty-year-old, blood-sucking, chaos-goblin baby—but still.
I hate him.
I do.
But the way he sleeps makes me feel like I have to… protect him?
His family's missing. I have no idea how to help. I don't know a damn thing about monster society or where to even begin. But he's here, now. In my house. In my life.
And somehow, it feels like my responsibility to keep him safe.
…But should I tell him?
That I'm a werewolf?
Hell no.
He said it himself—vampires and werewolves are blood enemies. He'd probably freak out, hiss at me, curse me in ancient vampire tongue, and storm off in a glitter cloud of doom.
I sighed and looked back at him.
His pale cheeks glowed slightly in the morning light. Just a little poke wouldn't hurt, right?
I pressed a thumb into one cheek.
Holy—
So. Soft.
Like clouds. Like guilt. Like stolen marshmallows. Just don't fucking wake up! That would be embarrassing!
I gently ran my fingers across his face—
And then his eye twitched.
He peeked.
Still drooling.
Still looking right at me.
"FUCK," I whispered like a prayer and yeeted myself backward and 180° like a ninja on instinct.
"Puppy…? Is that you?" he mumbled sleepily. "Were you poking my cheeks…?"
KILL ME.
KILL ME NOW.
But okay. I can save this. I'm a great liar under pressure like a Pro.
"There was something on damned your face," I snapped. "And YES, I'm waked up—someone has to be responsible in this house! Now get up! It's already 8! I swear, I'll drag you into a hot shower myself!"
Nice. Solid. Very alpha.
He just groaned and flopped over like a sleepy blanket slug. "Ugh… five more minutes…"
"Nope! You nocturnal menace—WAKE UP!"
And then—I don't know what came over me.
I grabbed him.
Straight-up picked him up like Simba from The Lion King.
"LEAN!! VAMPY!!"
But instead of screaming or biting me like a normal cursed creature—
He just clung.
Wrapped his legs around my waist.
Arms around my shoulders.
Face buried in my neck.
And—OF COURSE—he was drooling.
On. My. Chest.
This wasn't a vampire.
This was a baby baboon with abandonment issues.
And I… held him.
His cold body against my warm one.
And somehow, it felt… right.
Balanced.
I buried my face in his curls before I could think.
Wait why my cheeks started burning?
NO.
No. I am NOT blushing.
Absolutely not.
(He didn't even wake up for another twenty minutes. Kill me.)
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🦇 Lean's POV
Okay, listen. I was mostly asleep. Mostly.
But when a hot, emotionally repressed grump starts gently caressing your cheek like you're Sleeping Beauty? Yeah. You pretend to stay asleep. That's basic monster survival.
And sure—maybe I was drooling a little. Or a lot.
BUT. He brushed my curls. Touched my face. Cradled me like I was made of petals and trauma.
So of course I wrapped myself around him like a koala with unresolved needs and attachment issues.
He smells like soap and regret.
It's intoxicating.
And when he tucked his face into my curls?
I died.
Emotionally.
Again.
He's going to have a whole existential crisis about this later. And I'll be there. Watching. With blood coke and popcorn.
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Dominic's POV (Continued)
Twenty full minutes.
That's how long I stood there, holding a clingy, drooling bat boy latched onto me like a human scarf.
Finally, he climbed down, half-asleep, swatting at the air like a coconut tree in a storm.
"Get into the shower, I'm making toast and eggs," I muttered. "We're going out by nine."
That woke him up.
His eyes went full anime sparkle. "We're going out?! You and me?! Is this a date?? WOW!"
"NO. No dude! Not a date! We're getting stuff for you," I growled. "You can't live on the couch forever. I may be rude, but I'm not heartless."
"But don't you have college?" He asked innocently, "yup I had! But thanks to you! I got a 2 days suspension cause I slept like dead and almost swatted a teacher last day thinking it's you messing with me!", I said sarcastically.
He didn't even pout—he just cheered and ran to the bathroom.
Finally. Toast time.
Or not.
Because two minutes later, he was screaming untuned songs in the shower.
"Pretty little baby… yaa… yaaAAaaa!!"
Why is this my life now?
Fifteen minutes later, he burst out like a feral raccoon. Towel on his head, still soaking wet. And completely naked.
"DUDE. IT'S 6 DEGREES OUTSIDE. WE HAD SNOW LAST NIGHT!"
He just shrugged. "Cold showers keep me 'crispy,'" he said, as if that explained anything.
And then—he devoured the toast and eggs like he hadn't eaten in a decade.
This is my life now. Naked vampires. Drool. Toast. Screaming.
I need to bleach my eyes.
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🦇 Lean's POV
First of all—cold showers are good for blood circulation. Not that I need blood circulation. But like I like it! Cold showers are the best!
Second—he cooked for me.
Eggs and toast. Toast! With butter!
He's acting all tough and grumbly, but I saw that little glint in his eye when I called it a date. He tried to growl it off, but his ears went a bit red. I saw it.
And yes, I was naked. So what? I'm a vampire. Modesty died with me. Also, my hair looks ✨iconic✨ when it air-dries.
Now we're going shopping.
With my grumpy roommate aka my savior.
And he made me breakfast.
And carried me like a koala.
Progress: 9000%.
I'm winning.
This is my villain origin story. Yup we vampires are not born with evil like Hollywood shows us.
Also… I think he likes me. Just a little.
He just doesn't know it yet.
Neither do I.
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