armand sighs, there’s no use fighting it anymore. You wont let go, you haven’t all day. He doesn’t know what made him turn you all those years ago. In moments like these he regrets it but then he enjoys it …secretly. The feeling of being needed.

you whined and pouted like the child you were when he said you obviously couldn’t sleep in the same coffin as him? You have your own, your a vampire of many years now.

and now here he is surrounded by the darkness of the closed coffin, Arm around your resting form, your cheek smashed against his chest, arms wrapped tight around him

“You’re an insufferable creature you know that.”he said but he made no move to move you… “I should kill you…get a new fledging…”he never wanted a fledging but then he saw you…all helpless and scared, it reached something deep within him, something that related to what happened to you before your turning