Fated meeting [private for me and iTurnMeOn]

[zajawa]

Name: Hanao
Age: 55
Weight: 71 kg
Height: 174 cm
Eyes: red
Hair: white
Hobby: reading, games, fire magic, computers

Work: thug

Lazy young demon who likes to sleep a lot. Also tends to mess with everything and everyone. Doesn't have any family. Sometimes really slutty but doesn't like to much pain. He is impatient and reckless and also often forgets people who he finds insignificant or met for a brief moment.

[iTurnMeOn]

Name: Roman Rains
Age: looks between the age of 23 and 27
Weight: 84 kg
Height: 187 cm
Eyes: gray
Hair: light brown
Hobbies: reading, music, video games, and baking

Work: liquor store cashier

Quiet, introvert, and a vampire. Roman enjoys his space and the peace that comes with it. He doesn't hate people fully, but prefers to be alone. Contrary to popular belief, vampires don't sparkle in the sun or burn up. They don't turn into bats either, so don't ask this guy. He can be sweet and kind, but has a tendency to be rough when agitated. He is slow to anger, but it can happen, and believe me, you don't want this guy mad at you. There will be blood.

[zajawa]

Hanao was returning home from work. He had a cut lip and was limping but otherwise appeared normal, wearing jeans, a green T-shirt and sneakers. He was tired, and now all he dreamed of was to lie down in soft bed. When he saw signboard of liquor shop he stopped.
Well actually .. why not?
With a sigh, he opened the door and stepped inside. Looking around he saw a cashier.
Good looking, tall and with nice ass. Just the right thing to see after work.
He picked up tequilla and went to the cash register.

[iTurnMeOn]

Roman leaned on the cigarette case behind him, flipping through the texts on his phone. Work was a drag and more then ever on a Monday night. No one really bought much alcohol on a Monday anyways so why keep the place open. Just as his mind trailed off, he heard the door open and the all too familiar bell chime above it as it moved. He watched as a kid, or what looked like a kid to him, walked in. Of course he caught him looking over at him, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
How old is this kid, and why the limp? Not long after the white haired guy walked up the counter and put a bottle of tequila down. Roman shoved his phone in his pocket an crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at the boy.
“You got a ID on you?” He wasn't gonna deny the guy the liquor because he looked young. Looks could be deceiving, and Roman knew this all to well.

[zajawa]

Hanao rolled his eyes and pulled out the ID. He handed it to the dealer with a little pout. This was not the first time someone asked him about it so he learned to always have it with him.
"Happy now?", he asked, tapping the counter with his finger impatiently. "If so kindly hurry up because the only thing I want to do now is to drink that alcohol and go to sleep."
Hanao shifted from one foot to the other and almost doubled over in pain. He grabbed his knee and stayed like this for a while. Finally he straightened up, pale.
"Hurry up, will you?", he growled leaning on the counter.

[iTurnMeOn]

What a whine as bitch. Roman handed the ID back to the kid and ran the liquor through the scanner. "You're totals gonna be $18.56. Cash or Credit?" Roman grabbed the bottle and put it in a paper bag, seeing that this guy would rather drink it on the way home. But something caught him off guard. The kid leaned over for a bit, as if he was about to fall or something. Roman looked at the guy and then over the counter and saw a red stain on the guy side. "Shit, you're bleeding." Roman didn't really know what to do. They guy was already rushing him and now he had to deal with this. Should he take him to the hospital? Maybe walk him to his place and make sure he got there safe. As much as he hated his attitude, he wasn't gonna just pretend like he didn't see it.

[zajawa]

"Yes, I'm bleeding. And now kindly take out your nose from others business. Here," he said putting on the counter twenty dollars.
Hanao took the tequila and no longer paying attention to the man just left.
I should not have come to this store.
He stood for a moment in front of the store waiting for the world to stop spinning. This day wasn't his lucky day. Everything went wrong since morning and he had simply enough. He wanted to lay down in his own bed and stay there.

[iTurnMeOn]

Watching the kid leave, Roman blew it off. "Fuck him. I hope someone mugs him and takes his alcohol too." Roman didn't really mean it, and for a second he was asking himself why he said that out loud. Not like he was the only one in the store. He looked as the white haired boy took a few steps and then paused, moving from side to side. He shot a dull look out the window as the guy just stood there. He wasn't even drinking his bottle, just stood there as if he was waiting for something to happen. Ugh, fuck it. Roman grabbed his jacket and threw it on heading towards the door when the other cashier walked out from the back. Before she could utter a word, Roman interrupted her. "I'm heading out early. Be a doll and punch out for me, and if Jerry asked where I went, just tell him my sister called and told me the cat was having kittens. Love you Rach." Roman walked out the door, feeling the cold, bitter wind blowing hard and slapping him right in the face. The kid was still standing there. "Listen, let me take you home. It looks pretty obvious to me that you can't even keep your balance, let alone walk the rest of the way. And don't try to fucking act all tough and shit, because I'm not taking no for answer, got it!" Roman was serious and his tone showed it. He felt bad for the guy, whoever the hell he was. He just hated the idea of something bad happening to him and Roman didn't do anything to prevent it. Plus, he was kinda hoping he could get a swig of that tequila as payment. God only knew he needed that kinda of hit.

[zajawa]

Hanao stood there and the world did not stop spinning. Then he heard the store door bell going off. He listened the man talking and then snorted.
"Take me h-home? Are you ins ...", he stopped, turning pale even more. "Ugh. F-fine. ID and keys .. in pocket," he said giving up in the end.
He didn't really want to to let some stranger in his house but he didn't have a choice.

Hanao lived in a ruined block in the worst area of ​​the city. To get to it you had to walk a few narrow stinking streets. Finally when they got to his apartment and opened the door, Roman could see littered hallway. There wasn't garbage as such but a lot of folded clothes and shoes lying everywhere.
On the left was the bathroom, kitchen on the right and in front of them room, which could only be roomof the young demon. Here, too, was a mess. On the bed was lying something no one could expected - a big plush tiger.

[iTurnMeOn]

Roman looked around at the apartment, and was not as shocked as he believed he would be. He took one look at the guy and could only think of the word 'messy'. His apartment wasn't dirty, but it wasn't as nice as Roman. He was even tempted to just taken over there instead of leaving him in this...place. As they entered the boy bedroom, Roman attention was pulled to the first thing that caught his eye, a stuffed animal which was in the shape of a tiger. Looked like Tigger from Winnie the Pooh, and Roman couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "Cute tiger. Cuddle buddy I presume." Roman helped Hanao make his way to the bed and then sat him down on it. He left the tequila in the kitchen on the bar, so that was out of the way. "I'm gonna need to take off your shirt. Don't get excited or anything, alright." Roman's tone was flirty but friendly. He didn't this guy to think he was an ass. After all he did help him to his apartment.

Looking at the wound, it didn't look as worse as he thought it would, but it did look bad. Roman was no doctor, but he knew he would be able to help him out. "You got a towel around here somewhere? Preferably clean."