Stay Patient, Dear [Nils]

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One more day, Aurel, just one more day. Those were the words which he kept repeating on his head to basically keep himself from losing his mind, almost like some mantra. He had his back leaned against the bark of a shady tree, head looking up at the individual leaves and branches. It was about halfway to the chateau, and this route was so well known that there was a trail of flattened grass where people have walked through. Aurel himself had originally planned on going all the way there, but he was fatigued beyond words and it amazed him that he was even able to make it halfway. Moving a hand to get the bangs out of his eyes seemed to taxing of a task now, even.

But, he reminded himself yet again, it was just one more day of starvation. Then Aurel won't ever have to crave for blood again. He had gotten all the other materials he had needed in the beginning, while he still had a bunch of energy in him. They were all in his dorm room, but just being in a place with people had started to become unbearable and he would only be in the room when the night guards checked to see if everyone was in there by curfew before he would go outside. Classes were torture too, but somehow, through sheer willpower, he had managed. Normally this wouldn't be so, but he would never have to deal with this after the ritual, so he clung on. Before, he used to feel like his stomach was going to start digesting itself and his throat would feel so irritated. Now, though... Well, it was still there, to a certain extent, but Aurel just felt empty and that constant hunger was the only thing which reminded him he was alive.

The leaves and branches were starting to look all fuzzy and mixed with each other... Aurel blinked, but they still looked a bit fuzzy and unclear. He managed to curl himself up into a ball and shivered, arms barely wrapped around his legs. He rubbed his hands against each other and they felt so cold, like a corpse. Aurel just felt so tired and dizzy and- no, he should be thinking of more positive things, like how there was just approximately 14 more hours and then he can get the ritual over with and be free. Or so that's what that "forbidden" book from the library said, and Aurel made sure not to have misread anything by going over it about a hundred times.

He shivered again and closed his eyes. Aurel rarely ever felt cold, but he hadn't had a drink since that night he spent with Nils, and he wouldn't be surprised if he had only half the amount of blood normal people required in his own body. He hoped that nobody would see him, especially the Norwegian. Aurel probably looked like some drug addict who was having a withdrawal- glassy eyes, yellow-ish skin like those sickly people who barely dodged death every year, and random shivering and nausea which would attack him every once in a while.

Aurel took a deep breath and rested his head on his knees. He just wanted the time to pass by quickly, so he might as well try to get some rest, or even fall asleep. The week was almost over, just this one last damned day.

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Nils sighed, frowning a bit as he tried to make some minimal sense out of what he was doing. He wasn't paying much attention to class today, was he? The numbers were spinning right before his eyes and he couldn't focus on a single thing. The homework, that were simple Physics concepts, now seemed a puzzle in his mind. He paused, scratched his neck and well, to hell with his focus.

It had been more than a week since he had last seen Aurel, the boy who had greedily left two lousy marks on his neck. It had been pleasant, the night he had spent with the other, and he hadn't given it back since then. He didn't remember much where the boy's hat was, either, but still, Aurel was still worth a visit. The bell ringed, announcing the end of class and with that, the Norwegian dashed out to where he knew Aurel would be, the abandoned classroom they had slept in.

"Nothing..." Nils concluded, checking the empty classroom. He wasn't laying down, or crouched in a corner. The Norwegian decided to roam the Library next, a few more classrooms, until he had walked around the whole building and there wasn't a clue of Aurel Vasilescu anywhere. He managed to get into the minds of a few students just to get enough that the vampire was outside. With that, he dashed towards the forest, trying to feel anything, any sort of pulse that could guide him to Aurel's singular mind.

A moan. It wasn't much, and sounded painful, but it was something. He felt a pulse too, a vague feeling of another mind nearby, but the pulse seemed feral, instinctive, maybe it was just an animal. Nils furrowed his eyebrows, walking towards the forest and guiding himself towards the Chateau. Maybe Aurel could be there. He was walking quietly, making sure to look at everywhere, but what was his surprise when he found a boy, a small body crouched on the ground and curled into an odd ball. Nils was certain, by the pulse, it could only be one person.

"Aurel!" He yelled, rushing to the other and kneeling in front of him, forcing the boy to sit up a bit more straight as Nils inspected him. "What did you do?" The Romanian looked anything but healthy. His skin was yellow-ish, beyond pale, his eyes were red and his lips looked white. Nils tugged the corners of his eyes, even the skin there was paler than usual. He looked like he was passing out, about to die, and Nils... wasn't exactly, well, he couldn't ignore that. But not that he cared about the other either. Not that much.

"Talk to me... Breathe, there, I'm here... Feed on me." He spoke slowly, bringing the vampire close and adjusting him until Aurel's head was resting in his neck. "Bite me, Aurel! How long has it been since you last fed on anything?" The Norwegian hissed, annoyed, gently tugging the other so he'd bite him already and suck on his blood. No big deal, Nils had survived it once, he could survive it again as long as Aurel didn't suck him completely dry. He let out a heavy sigh, holding the Romanian tight by his hips, and waited for the inevitable to come.

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He wasn't sure if he had fallen asleep yet or not, but there was definitely a new scent in the air. Aurel sniffed, and it seemed nice, almost fragrant in a sense, if someone could naturally smell like that. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach and he wondered if the hunger had gotten to the point where he was hallucinating. And boy did his hallucinations have a sense of humor because that imaginary scent was a lot like Nils'...

Hearing the Norwegian shout out his name made it obvious that this wasn't just his nose playing with him. Aurel raised his head slowly and blinked, "...Ah, It's nothing really," he lied and gave a feeble smile, since what was he supposed to say? That he had been starving himself ever since they've last met? As if. It would almost make him seem like one of those girls who don't eat because they always think they're fat unless he gave a full explanation, and Aurel doubted he'd be able to tell all that without crashing. Black spots fluttered around, obstructing his vision.

He wasn't exactly sure whether he liked the fact that the boy had come. He would've definitely enjoyed it if he wasn't so hungry and in pain right now. It didn't necessarily help that Aurel could still remember the taste of the boy's blood... And now the thought of it had made his throat suddenly feel much drier and god that's not helping at all.

And then the Romanian suddenly tensed up as Nils moved Aurel's head right up against his neck. And by god he swore that this was just becoming outright torture. He whined, and opened his mouth enough so that the fangs brushed against the other's neck, but by some miracle, Aurel had been able to stop himself and turn his head to the side so he was looking the other way around.

Aurel groaned, "Agh please no...It's, it's been nine days already, I just need one more," Would the other understand? Maybe, but for whatever reason, he doubted it. Even if they had been able to understand each other well that night, but there are still differences and Nils would never know how hard it was for him to get this far, "I-it's for a cure. For vampirism. The book said I needed... ten days."

He panted and shut his eyes. The Norwegian actually felt warm now, compared to himself. Darn, Aurel must feel like ice right now, "I... think it might be best... if you left." There was something about saying those words which pained him, but it had to be said because he knew that he wouldn't last long if Nils stayed. His fangs were aching already and his stomach felt like it was twisting and tearing itself apart. Aurel moaned, shuddering and bit his fangs into the fabric of the other's shirt, just missing the skin. Alright Aurel, you can do this, just take a deep breath... Not through the nose, moron, that's just making things worse! ...Yeah, now it's getting better. Slightly.

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Nils rolled his eyes, hissing at the other, pulling back just enough to glare at him. The boy was cold, colder than himself even, which only made Nils grow even more worried. He would die of hunger, no doubt, especially now that he had spent nine days without drinking one drop of blood. The Norwegian wasn't sure how long vampires could live without blood, but it most certainly wasn't much more than ten days.

The boy growled, ignoring everything the blond was saying. "You're an idiot." He hissed, folding his the sleeve from his right arm up to his elbow, leaving his wrist more than free. The blue veins were visible under his skin, and the Norwegian tapped his wrist lightly before he yanked Aurel by the hair, forcing his head up. "Time for food, last thing I need is a dead vampire on my arms." Nils hissed, and with that, he pressed his wrist against the other's fangs, watching it pierce his skin until it was drawing blood. Great.

"Drink it... I don't care about cures, the book could as well be a trap for you to kill yourself." His voice was harsh, much like his grip, keeping Aurel's head steady as he pressed his wrist against the other's mouth. "The school doesn't accept you, or me, it would be great for them to hide your corpse in the forest and tell your parents you killed yourself." He glared at the other as he said so, easing his grip a bit. It made his heart clench, it felt sick.

Why wouldn't Aurel just accept himself? Nils blushed at the thought, but he would give his blood to keep the other alive without questions. He had found someone to rely on, and the boy seemed alluring, interesting enough for the Norwegian to keep him close, so... It wouldn't be fair to simply let the other die, knowing very well that this book could be a lie. Nils had seen similar things on the library before, books that distorted stories he knew from his homeland. All the Norwegian was sure was that he needed to get his hand on that book, and verify its information. Soon.

With that thought in mind, Nils bit his lip, watching the other feed on his blood and pondering his movements next. He'd have to take Aurel to a safe place, whether it would be the Chateau nearby or their dorms, and then, inspect that book. But first, he had to be dead certain that Aurel was fine - and since when Nils cared so much for a person, it was a complete mystery to him. "Feeling any better?" He asked, looking down.

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Aurel’s eyes widened when the other had forced his fangs into the other’s wrist. He would have pulled back instantly, but instinct overcame him and he closed his eyes, pulling the Norwegian’s wrist closer as he drank his first meal in over a week. It almost felt euphoric, in a sense, after having fasted for such a long period of time. He kept sucking at the vein without a break and pulled back when he was finally satiated, licking off any leftovers. Aurel took a deep breath, content for a moment and already feeling a lot better. The color returned to his lips and his skin didn’t look nearly as bad as before.

"Yeah…" He replied without thinking, because he did feel much better. He was still quite tired and ached everywhere but it almost felt like nothing at that moment. Remembering why he had starved in the first place made him feel guilty and it was as if a needle had stabbed him in the chest, "N-no. Not at all," Aurel pulled back from Nils, frowning, "I feel like shit now that I’m back to square one." he spat, glaring.

It was weird- usually Aurel would rage at this point, since this definitely wasn’t some minor incident, and he had expected that something would possess him to push the other away before. But as the Romanian was glaring into Nils’ eyes, something calmed him down a bit, at least the anger. Maybe it had something to do with those memory powers of his, since Aurel did recall that the boy needed eye contact.

He leaned back on the tree and sighed, taking a deep breath as he thought about what to say. He didn’t want to start spilling out everything, there were some things Aurel would like to keep a secret, "…I knew there was a chance that the whole thing was false, just a trap. I’m not that stupid," He looked away, staring absentmindedly at a shrub, "I-I had a supply just in case, you know, but it was only supposed to be after those ten goddamn days. Everything was prepared, everything! But now I won’t even know if it would work since guess who broke the fucking streak?" He snarled at the end, and it almost sounded like an animal’s growl. You’re getting too angry now Aurel. Calm down… Look back at Nils if you need to. Even if he’s somehow doing something which can calm him down on purpose it’s better than going berserk.

...Yeah, it’s working. Good. He started to massage his right hand, "…Anyway, now that whole fasting was completely useless. Guess I’ll just have to look for an alternate method, since you’re so against it." He faked smiled, as if this search was just some little game. He stood up and brushed the leaves off his pants, "So are you going to help me? Unless you want me to keep biting you, that is." Which he highly doubted. Sure, it gave a good feeling and stuff, but most people had enough sense to think of it like a drug which should be avoided.

Aurel started to walk down the trail, dizzy as he still was. Whether it was in the direction of the Chateau or to campus, he wasn’t sure, but he stumbled often, since not even vampires recovered that quickly or at least not this one. He turned back towards Nils with a shaky grin. The Romanian had a feeling that the other would protest and either force him to sit back down and rest or help him walk to wherever the hell they were going, along with adding some criticism about his bold action and calling him a fool. He was alright with it, though. It would be a sure improvement from what others have treated him before, which was either through fear and anxiety or disgust and hate. Yup, his life is quite a lovely one, isn’t it.

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Nils growled, frowning and pointedly glaring at Aurel from what he had just said. "Don't be ungrateful when I just gave you my blood." He noted, brushig off a bit of dust and dirt from his pants, a hand still resting on the Romanian's back. He sighed and pulled back, curling his hand away from the other as the vampire began to yell at him. He tried to reason, moving his bitten wrist a bit, it wasn't numb, and despite the fact he was starting to feel a bit dizzy from the lack of blood -- Aurel had drunk quite a lot this time. There wasn't much to do.

He blinked, staring intently into the other's eyes, wondering if he could calm the other down by using his powers. Nils focused on Aurel's brown, almost red eyes, trying to send relaxing pulses into his mind. "Look at me, anger will not bring you what you want, Aurel. Had you been honestly prepared, you would be fasting in your abandoned classroom, with the said blood pack nearby, not in a forest." His words were harsh, cold as he narrowed his eyes, before simply shrugging it off, blinking slowly. "Next time you're in the mood for killing yourself, at least warn me first." He hissed, brushing his fringe to the side for a moment, still staring intently at the other.

The Norwegian wasn't sure when Aurel became so important, or even so attractive. It was sick, he thought, fall for a vampire, a creature that would most certaimly be the death of him. Nils wasn't an idiot, he was scared, especially after Aurel's random spasm of anger. He was dizzy from losing blood, and his little piece of admiration - no, that wasn' a good word. Maybe desire? - had pushed himself away from the wall and was walking towards god-knows-where. The blond's ear twitched at his question, making him stand up rather abruptly to catch up with the Romanian. He wrapped one arm around the other's waist, pushing the boy's arm and forcing him to wrap it around his shoulders, as Nils supported Aurel's weight and guided him to the Chateau, the closest safe place to where they were.

"I don't care." Nils hissed, firm in his words as ever, a glint of determination in his eyes. "Feed from me, do as you please, but stop trying to kill yourself. Many Vampire Hunters publish books about supposed cures for Vampirism and they're all lies. You'll not gain a thing just putting yourself in danger like that." And he honestly hoped he would stop. Sighing, Nils guided both to the Chateau, handing Aurel a bit more warmness with his powers even if it meant he'd feel cold himself.

With a swing of his hips, he pushed the door to the abandoned home open, and rested Aurel there, on the corner. "Sit by the floor." The Norwegian instructed him, humming a bit. "Do you need more blood?" He offered, not sure if he could give much more without fainting, but if it would mean seeing Aurel a bit better than his almost zombie looks, then Nils would pleasantly tilt his neck to the side and fall forward into the other's embrace.

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"I wasn't trying to kill myself," Aurel muttered, annoyed, "I've al-... As if I'd do something like that on purpose." He almost said that he already tried before, which wasn't exactly true... Alright, it was true, but that was a long time ago and he had already gotten over it, so there's no need to look back over it again.

Nils had gone up to help him walk to the Chateau and suddenly felt warmer. He looked at the other: doesn't he already feel cold enough in normal situations? Aurel didn't need anything extra, he knew well enough that he would recover soon, he'd drank enough blood for now, he just needed to rest a bit. He tried to concentrate on walking, but what the other said distracted him and he tripped again. Alright, so maybe Nils was right about all this... Okay, he is right about everything, and now Aurel just felt like an idiot now. He looked away, not sure what to respond with.

"...Still, there has to be some legitimate cure," he said hesitantly. They'd now come inside the old building and the Romanian sat down against a wall obediently, leaning his head back with a sigh, "Can't just give up like that you know, and the whole search would feel like a total waste of time." Especially considering how long he had been going on with this. And it wasn't even like he got turned into a vampire by another, it just sort of... happened. Which doesn't help since nobody seems to know of a similar case.

"A-a bit more would be nice," Aurel said reluctantly, not sure whether he should drink some more or not. He'd definitely taken quite a bit there, after having starved for so long. But still, the Romanian still felt sick and wasn't sure if he had enough energy to get back to the main campus, "But I've taken enough from you already...I can just use that blood pack when we get back."

He tugged down at the other to sit down next to him, "You're not feeling dizzy or anything right?" Aurel frowned, worried that the boy might get sick or something. He didn't want anything like that to happen to him; wasn't that one of the reasons he started looking for a cure in the first place? Besides feeling ostracized and being called a freak or a decent Cullen-wannabe, because that was just him. But if it affected someone else... especially Nils for whatever strange, illogical reason... that was something else.

The Romanian tried to suppress a yawn, but it came out anyway and he leaned his head on to the Norwegian's shoulder. He was sleepiest in the afternoon and it didn't help that he was still rather tired. Aurel crossed his legs, humming as a way to keep himself awake now that there isn't any deep pain to drive him away from sleep. Had it been anyone else, it would have felt awkward, but it didn't so he kept humming away.

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Nils' legs gave in, and the boy fell onto the floor on his knees, sighing heavily and crouching closer to the vampire as if he could feel warmer this way. He didn't consider a dumb move, have given his warmness to the other, but he missed it. Well, nothing he wouldn't be able to catch back later. "You have a blood pack... Oh, right, we'll get it later." He nodded, closing his eyes for a moment before he chuckled, shaking his head and looking up at the other. The marks on his wrist were itching a bit, but nothing that couldn't be ignored.

"Oh, dizzy? No, no, I'm fine." He hummed, keeping a low tone because it really wasn't necessary to speak loud. Nils thought a lower voice tone was more elegant, and created a bit more intimacy, the good kind, of course. He even smiled a bit, not a full, happy smile with cheeks and teeth, a composed twist of lips upward that didn't mean much. But there was Nils pouring his heart for someone, and said someone probably wouldn't even care. He was just food for Aurel, wasn't he? The mere thought made Nils shiver.

He watched the other lean against his shoulder, hum and close his eyes. It would do Aurel some good to fall asleep, and Nils would find it quite helpful. He wrapped one arm around the boys' shoulder, his hand reaching up to press against Aurel's temples. He was sure... there, a relaxing memory. Nils pulled the trigger, sending the other a calm, relaxing mental wave that was sure to put the boy asleep. He just waited for Aurel to begin snoring, then gently let go of the other, leaving him resting against the wall.

Standing up, Nils smiled a bit at the sleeping, graceful vampire before he ran outside, towards the school building.

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It took Nils half an hour to get back to the Chateau, his right hand keeping a tight grip on four blood packs, all stolen from the infirmary. It was quite an easy task, steal. He had skilfully twisted the memory from the nurse to a pleasant date with one of those handsome men from television, and he had left her quite entertained with her thoughts as he stole the blood packs. Walk around the school with the blood hadn't been so weird, he managed to keep the packs hidden by clinging tightly to them, holding them under his shirt. Once he had arrived at the forest, he pulled everything out and dashed towards the chateau.

"Aurel..." He hummed, calling the other and kneeling besides him, all the blood packs in his hand. "Feast all you want, I brought these for you..." He hummed, trying not to sound like he cared more than he did. He nudged the other, nuzzling his shoulder and he helped the other sit down, a blood pack already on his hand. "Here, drink until you're healthy again, we both need you sane and breathing if you need to 'cure' yourself so much." Nils sighed, speaking with his low voice again, holding the pack out just for the other to take.

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Aurel closed his eyes, smiling. He felt the other’s hand against the side of his head and soon felt at peace, as if everything was just perfect and calm and quiet. Giving out one small yawn, he soon fell asleep, with crossed arms which almost wrapped around himself. He tilted his head to the other side as Nils went off, and slept through the whole thing. It was a dreamless sleep, but the Romanian hadn't had such a peacefull rest since that night in the hammock.

He's usually a bit of a deep sleeper, unstirred by loud noises and nudges, only really affected by bright lights and that's because otherwise he might get a burn. But the wisp of blood made the boy sniff and groan slightly before opening his eyes and stretching his arms out. And there was Nils, opening the door with four packs of blood gripped tightly on one hand. Aurel's eyes widened a bit, about to stand up but sat back down since that was apparently what the other wanted.

"You went to the trouble of getting these for me?" he asked and smiled since it had been such a long while since anyone did something like that for him. Then the Romanian opened up the first blood pack, gulping it down faster than any normal person could, putting it aside after it had been emptied.

"Thanks, Nils," He grinned, some of the blood still on his lip, and, out of impulse, pulled the Norwegian in closer for a hug. It felt really nice to hug the boy, even though he was really skinny. Actually, he kind of wanted to stay in that embrace for as long as possible (kind of meaning a lot.) But... there's no way that Nils would be enjoying the hug nearly as much as he did, and well it was probably even awkward. So he pulled back, with a small blush which fortunately for him, could be mistaken as all the blood he just drank rushing to him.

It was like one of the moments when he wasn't sure whether he was going to regret something or not later. Aurel had sort of felt that with the hammock, but he didn't end up regreting that. But he would never admit how much he did enjoy the Norwegian's company. Besides... he suspected that Nils would be a bit scared of him, especially with that little... almost-rage there. Not that Aurel could've done much about it- he'd improved from when he first became a vampire, but there was still quite a bit to work on.

Aurel licked his lips and reached for a second blood pack, thinking momentarily about something to talk about, something to distract when he noticed that the packs couldn't be the ones from his dorm, "So... These obviously aren't mine," he noted, "Did you get them from the infirmary? How'd you get away with it?" He ripped the top of the pack and started drinking from it. Already he felt so much better, energized even. The color in his skin was back to normal and the dizziness had completely faded away. Heck, he wasn't even drowsy, even though the Romanian was usually still fast asleep at this time of day.

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Nils found it funny when Aurel snatched the pack from his hands and drank it fast, gulping it as if, had he ignored the packs, the blood would magically disappear. He almost scolded him for drinking so fast, but he couldn't blame the boy. Also, the glimmer on his eyes after he had come back with the packs was so worth it, far more rewarding than any wish of Thank You the other could give. Nils hummed, grinning and simply nodding, watching him drink a bit more. He waved a hand at Aurel's words, meanting that it was nothing, ut he was cut off by a tight, sudden hug.

Flashes of the night when they first met flooded Nils' mind. It was exactly the same, harshly pulled close by the vampire, but only then, back in that night he had given the other his blood. Not that he hasn't done it this time, and he slightly feared that it'd become a ritual between him and the other. He wouldn't mind offering his blood, the feeling when Aurel bit his neck was amazing and intoxicating, but he wouldn't be able to keep up with that. And Aurel was warm, which just drew him into the hug more. He wanted the warmthness to stay, but soon, the Romanian pulled back.

"That was nothing... You're welcome." Nils hummed, smiling at bit at the redness on the other's cheek. it almost looked like a blush, from his view, but the Norwegian took it as a sign the other was feeling warmer, healthier, which was a great thing. He chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall as Aurel reached over for his second pack. He wondered if the vampire would drink all four right then, if so, they'd have problems when Nils were to feed him. He didn't know how frequently the vampire would need such things. Another question got his attention again, making his ears twitch.

"Yes, they are from the infirmay. I didn't know which room was yours, and your classroom was locked. I figured it'd be easier to take from there. The blood isn't exactly warm, but it was an easy catch, I wisted the mind of the nurse for her to think I was some handsome gentleman on tv asking her out. From there on, I left her in a trance as I stole the blood and ran back here. You actually slept for a long while." Nils explained simply, shrugging as if that had been no big deal. "Had you also not calmed down a few moments ago, I'd leave you in a similar state and force-feed you, but you calmed down. Give my blood was easy after." A tiny, proud hum.

Nils wanted to move next to Aurel again. This whole thing about giving blood and warmness just made his skin look blue from coldness, and he was shivering a bit. His priority was Aurel, however, but he woildn't have minded more of the hug. Heck, he wa feeding, he couldn't just interfere there. Aurel had a healthy blush on his cheeks, an the cold Norwegian could only imagine what'd feel to hug him again, steal his heat. But certainly that'd be left for the imagination and with that thought, Nils crossed hid arms a bit more tight. His sidekick there would have been a good point, but sadly, the girl had left the school, back to her homeland. Well, now to find someone else for the job all over again.

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Aurel chuckled at the story. He could certainly give the Norwegian some points for creativity, rather than a simple memory erase, "Making yourself seem like some TV star? Nice," he smiled, "A bit arrogant, but that sounds fun." He wasn’t surprised at that last comment, about the possible force-feeding had he not calmed down soon enough. The other had already done it once, but Aurel doubted it would’ve been nearly as easy as the first time.

He paused, looking at the remaining two packets of blood. Should he drink them now? There was rarely a chance for him to be a glutton, considering that people don’t often give out blood frequently. The Romanian put the remaining two blood packs into his coat pockets, for it would be best to just save them for later. Then he wouldn't have to steal another one at night for a couple of days at least. Not that there was much else to do at night besides the usual homework and preparing the occasional prank... he can't visit other people's dorms either without looking like a creep. Aurel didn't even know where Nils' dorm was. Not for creepering or anything, but it'd be nice to know if he got really bored.

He noticed the boy shiver, crossing his arms tightly. It made him feel bad, knowing that the other had recently given heat although he rarely had enough of his own. Aurel went to hug tightly Nils again, "Here, get as warm as you’d like." He said simply, waiting for the other to absorb his warmth. It was a way he could sort of give back, and it’s not like it would pose any threat to himself now that he’s feeling pretty good now.

Before, all that blood had made him feel up and energized, but now he was starting to feel a bit restless, and he wanted to move around. Do something fun, you know? And preferably something active too, yeah that would be nice. It was an unfamiliar feeling for Aurel, to feel almost fidgety in a sense. He rested his head on the Norwegian's shoulder and moved a bit to try to get himself to be more comfortable, but as if that's helping.

"Hm, you think it's about time to walk back? Unless you want to go somewhere else," he said, with nothing in mind. Aurel stood up and walked to open the door normally, leaning on it. He glanced outside- the sun wouldn't fully set until a couple more hours, they could easily do something fun, "C'mon, I'm feeling restless now. Let's do something besides just sitting around."

And no, Aurel had no idea what he wanted to do. Wander aimlessly in the forest, go to the waterfall or the beach for a swim, maybe randomly fooling around and just having fun in say, the courtyard, it didn't matter. The Romanian waited, tapping his foot on the ground, for whatever Nils may want to do on a whim.