Vladimir blinked quickly realizing he'd frightened Daemon with his growl and quickly knelt down to pull the young man against him tightly. Damn it. He petted Daemon's hair gently, knowing he'd spoiled the mood between them without intending to and he softly sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought...keeping his secret.

Daemon almost wanted to push Vladimir away in fear, but he knew he already ruined the mood. He bit his lip and hugged Vladimir tightly. "S-sorry... I didn't mean to spoil the mood... I got scared.. I didn't know I could have my memories triggered. It's only happened once before." He put his head on the man's shoulder, sighing heavily. This would get rough if worse memories got triggered. He really hoped not.

{complicated Daemon is complicated.}

(Way to go Vlad lol)

"N-No, it's my fault...I'm sorry." Vladimir replied softly as he continued to pet his hair. "Maybe we should just get dressed."

{xD No. I just thought night terrors weren't enought for Daemon he needed something more. xD Im so mean to my charcters}

Daemon nodded and held onto the man before he finally let go and stood himself up. He looked at Vladimir. He was really stupid for letting something like a small growl scare him. He looked down to the wound on his left arm then the scar on his arm. "Purus... far from what I am.." He muttered. He really didn't like the scar but he had to deal with it.

Vladimir stood up as well and ran a hand through his hair gently and lovingly.

(XD!)

Daemon leaned into the touch, loving how delicately the man's went through his hair. He smiled up at Vladimir and placed his hand over the Celtic Knot. His eyes widened. The man's heart. Had he.. wait... what?! Daemon's thoughts were a mile a minute. He couldn't feel it. Myabe he just wasn't looking in the right spot. He worried his lower lip.

{I don't know how long it takes for the blood to wear down for Vladimir, so feel free to just say Daemon was looking in the wrong place ^^}

(Or we can just say it wasn't enough to keep it going for a full day >:3)

"What's wrong?" Vladimir asked softly.

{oooh snap! *O*}

Daemon couldn't believe what he was feeling, well, more like what he wasn't feeling. "Vladimir... Y-your heart.... i-it's not.. b-beating.." His eyes were full of worry and he looked to Vladimir's face. He bit his lower lip.

"U-Um...well...my condition gives me a heart murmur...so..." Vladimir mumbled. Damn it. He thought the blood would keep him going, but he hadn't had a drop in so long. Now what was he supposed to do?

"Vladimir, a heart condition doesn't make your heart stop! not that i would know much, but they don't!" His eyes welled with tears, thinking Vladimir would drop dead any minute. He didn't want to see him die. He really really didn't want to see the man drop dead right in front of him. He never wanted to see that. He began to breath harshly from worry.