Re: Coffee: Archie W/Caleb R
Archie glanced over quickly, then looked away. Predator. That was what he was, wasn't it?. But Caleb wasn't. And he said it with such- distaste of the word. But the other man didn't need to know that. Archie's tongue ran momentarily across the tiny point of one fang, helpfully as retracted as it would go when he wasn't feeding.
And now that he thought about it, the man Caleb had been at Halloween was what Archie was the rest of the time. Offering something to people blinded or besotted by the idea of what he was or could offer. Whether any of them truly believed he was a vampire, or if it was his investment to his part that pleased them he didn't know. But that Caleb and this Archie weren't so different.
Archie sat on his bed and shuffled himself backwards a little way, trying to work out if he could possibly phrase that in any words that didn't sound...odd.
"There's nothing wrong with a little fantasy though, is there?" he asked, because that- that was the lie he spun the most. "There's no shame if that was something you desired, something you- thought about." Archie could feel the heat in his cheeks and wished he knew where he was going with this.
So he latched on to Caleb's last words. "I appreciate you saying that. Thank you. I realise in the cold light of day I'm not much of a catch," he joked gently.