"Dino, take over for a bit, would you?"
"Yes, I will."
Now, it is quite hard to basically talk from your shoes, my dear love, but I also want to be able to try...
"You know, I really love you, my cute girl. I appreciate everything that you do for me. Every little thing you do, it matters a lot to me," is what I want to hear all the time.
I love it when you praise me; it makes me feel so special, like a puppy girl.
"Say, my sweet girl, how would the past version of yourself react to the way you are now?"
Well, that is quite an interesting question, my cute boy... indeed.
I guess I would be happy that I managed to finally be loved. The young kid in the past would be happy of the current kid I am now. And I'm sure yours is the same.
"I see, baby."
"Do you think that when we do have kids that they will love us?"
I think so. It does seem like we are quite a good pair, baby. You know I did tell you this already, but even if we were to have kids, I would prioritize you. Which is not to say that I wouldn't love them insanely and that I wouldn't be the best mom ever, with you being the greatest dad, but I will still baby you far more. You are my cute husband that's also my baby. So I love you the most.
"Aw, baby, that's so sweet."
When we met, we were supposed to be the bestest of friends or something like that, sweet boy. It was obvious to me that something was happening... little bit by little bit, that we were going to be the cutest couple instead.
Plus, I had my eyes on you, let's just say that.
"Sweet Apa, sometimes I think how lonely and sad it would have been if we never talked. It would have been as if this love, who we are, wouldn't exist..."
I know, my dear. It is quite sad to even think about it, but we are here now, my sweet love. All of the pain we have been through, all of the loneliness and sadness and the hard, unfair, unjust treatment we have faced, is worth it in the end.
"Yes, love, you are correct. We are two kids madly in love—well, not kids kids, but current and more grown kids in love."
"Also, love, you know I'm not good at talking or coming up with questions and all of that. I'm quite boring, so could you please take it back?"
"Yeah, I will. But you are not boring, though. Okay? You are just my boy."
"Yes, love."
So anyway, a kiss, huh? A sweet, sweet kiss on the lips. That's what I crave right now on this famished night.
I want to taste your juicy, cute lips, my dear husband. I want to bite them and feel their succulence.
When we grace each other's presence on that fateful and joyful day, your sweet pink lips will become as fiery as an inferno. I will turn them so red and suck on them so much my kisses will be imprinted.
Often times growing up, your cute vampire has been very lonely. I want to kind of go in depth here and truly explain it.
You see, from the moment I felt some sort of sentience as a small child, I felt an imbalance, a sort of irregularity... but I had to swallow it and forget. My disgusting vampiric parents aren't that bad, but they are.
I guess because of them I didn't have the ability to fully express myself. I have had to hide a lot. A small, cute vampire princess had to hide a lot.
It was small but it made sense: sexuality, gender identity, neurodivergence. I have had to hide the parts of myself that were never going to be accepted. And even when they finally came out to them...
They ignored my cries of death.
I think that if a parent were ever to not accept their child when they are crying tears of death, they themselves deserve death.
No one has really understood me but the bats that can't see me from out the window.
It has eaten away at my ability to converse, the independence I must have, my academical aristocratic studies... it has eaten at that too.
Just a girl stuck up in a room...
But when I met you, everything changed.
"So, you are trying to say that I saved you?"
"Yes, my love. You haven't just saved me. You gave me reason to exist. You gave me a reason to live. You jump-started my heart to beat and to feel. You made my lungs breathe air. You made my blind eyes see."
The love and support you have given me far exceeds any other remedy.
I think that truly you healed what the kid me would have always wanted. I think she, I think that I have always wanted to be loved by a sweet, sweet caring boy like this. She has been wanting this for far too long.
I sort of never thought that I deserved such an enriched love like this. This was truly something that, as a small schoolgirl, I would fantasize about. Just kicking my feet in the air and blushing in my mind.
Now I can just blush right, cutie?