Now, if it was any other party, or any other moment of the year, Rex could've just gone for the alcohol and the girls. But no. It was Halloween. The most big, important, funny, awaited celebration for his lover. He personally didn't seem to get too excited over a silly celebration where you dress up and ask for candy outside of stores. Hell, it sounded actually a little bit pathetic. But the person he loved was all excited for the party... Which party again? Oh, yeah. Rex had found a place to party the whole night, no adults, lots of alcohol, loud music... Candy... And other kinds of candy.

After spending —almost— all the evening dressing up as some silly characters, with him as a bloody zombie and his lover as the most divine, incredible, amazing, stunning vampire, they both walked towards the party, getting inside. Did they know anyone there? Nah. But screw that, they only needed each other. All kinds of people were there, dancing and having fun, it was like that movie... Project something. He'd remember later, later when he didn't have the only current thing on his mind dancing against him. Jesus, he was about to go f*cking nuts.

"Christ, sugar..." He grunted, his hands sneaking all over the waist of his favorite vampire, getting a little bit closer to basically drool into their shoulder.

He wanted to go feral and show everyone who his beloved belonged to, but... That wouldn't be so appropriate, would it?

With a huff, he pulled away, walking towards the drinks. He needed it or he'd end up doing something he'd regret... Or maybe not, knowing himself. And after calming down for several seconds, he came back with his drink. He didn't ask if his partner wanted one. Sh*t, he didn't want to be a disconsidered piece of crap!

He approached his beloved, raising an eyebrow and gently bumping their shoulder with a smile. "Hey, baby. Want a drink? Went and had one, 're not so bad." He offered, smirking playfully at the sight of his tired vampire, shaking his head with the slightest eye roll. "You tired?"