I decided that I needed a break from the intensity of Uncertain Death.. so I wrote a bit of fluff <3 I'll have madami up after I write a bit madami chapters
Fang awoke to sound of a child crying, turning to meet eyes with his wife. "I just fed him and changed him.." She sighed and Fang nodded, slowly sitting up. "I got him, go back to sleep." He smiled and leaned down to halik her head before sliding out of bed. He stepped onto the cold hardwood floor and pulled on his shirt, sighing out as he left the room. Within a few segundos Fang was in the newborns room, walking over to the kuna and grabbing a blanket as he passed the rocking chair. He leaned over the kuna and picked the child up. "Sh.." Fang whispered and pressed his nose to the newborn's head, rocking him. "Let's go downstair so we don't keep Mommy up with the crying, hm?" He smiled, leaving the room and quietly making his way down the stairs. Once down the stairs, he paced around the bottom floor of the home, smiling as he tried to comfort the child. Fang stared out the kusina window into the darkness, humming quietly as the crying slowly came to a stop. He only looked down when he felt arms hug around his leg. "Did we wake you?" Fang shifted the newborn into one arm and crouched down, holding one arm. "No.." The boy whispered and snuggled into the open arm. "Thirsty.." He sinabi with a tired yawn, small hands rubbing at tired eyes. "Hold on, Jon." Fang sinabi and lifted the older child onto the counter, opening a cabinet above his head. After setting the plastic cup on the counter, he turned on the tap, holding it underneath. "Why's was he crying..?" Jon mumbled out, letting out another tired yawn as the sippy cup was handed to him. "Just crying to cry, I guess." Fang chuckled and winked, setting down the boy and returning both arms to the newborn in his arms. Fang made his way to the sopa and sat down, stretching out, looking down at the newborn who was beginning to dose off. He watched Jon stare up the stairs before looking back at his father then to the staircase once again. Fang couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head and getting up from where he was stretched out. He shifted the baby to one arm, taking Jon's hand as he helped him up the stairs, letting go once they were at the top. Fang slid back into the room and laid Jaime down in the crib, smiling happily at the sleeping child before leaving the room. He pulled off his sando once he was back in his own room, smiling at another body that had made it's way into the bed. Fang slid in beside the body, tapping on Jon's head, who was snuggled up to Devin. "Just what do you think you're doing, Mister?" He rose an eyebrow with a grin, who only returned that same grin.
Fang awoke to sound of a child crying, turning to meet eyes with his wife. "I just fed him and changed him.." She sighed and Fang nodded, slowly sitting up. "I got him, go back to sleep." He smiled and leaned down to halik her head before sliding out of bed. He stepped onto the cold hardwood floor and pulled on his shirt, sighing out as he left the room. Within a few segundos Fang was in the newborns room, walking over to the kuna and grabbing a blanket as he passed the rocking chair. He leaned over the kuna and picked the child up. "Sh.." Fang whispered and pressed his nose to the newborn's head, rocking him. "Let's go downstair so we don't keep Mommy up with the crying, hm?" He smiled, leaving the room and quietly making his way down the stairs. Once down the stairs, he paced around the bottom floor of the home, smiling as he tried to comfort the child. Fang stared out the kusina window into the darkness, humming quietly as the crying slowly came to a stop. He only looked down when he felt arms hug around his leg. "Did we wake you?" Fang shifted the newborn into one arm and crouched down, holding one arm. "No.." The boy whispered and snuggled into the open arm. "Thirsty.." He sinabi with a tired yawn, small hands rubbing at tired eyes. "Hold on, Jon." Fang sinabi and lifted the older child onto the counter, opening a cabinet above his head. After setting the plastic cup on the counter, he turned on the tap, holding it underneath. "Why's was he crying..?" Jon mumbled out, letting out another tired yawn as the sippy cup was handed to him. "Just crying to cry, I guess." Fang chuckled and winked, setting down the boy and returning both arms to the newborn in his arms. Fang made his way to the sopa and sat down, stretching out, looking down at the newborn who was beginning to dose off. He watched Jon stare up the stairs before looking back at his father then to the staircase once again. Fang couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head and getting up from where he was stretched out. He shifted the baby to one arm, taking Jon's hand as he helped him up the stairs, letting go once they were at the top. Fang slid back into the room and laid Jaime down in the crib, smiling happily at the sleeping child before leaving the room. He pulled off his sando once he was back in his own room, smiling at another body that had made it's way into the bed. Fang slid in beside the body, tapping on Jon's head, who was snuggled up to Devin. "Just what do you think you're doing, Mister?" He rose an eyebrow with a grin, who only returned that same grin.
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is sa pamamagitan ng nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.
Alias: None
Occupation: Guitarist and Singer, Civilian
Age: 19
Personality: Michael is a very positive person, who often weighs others problems on him as support than solve his own. It's very unlikely to catch him in a bad mood.
Appearance: jade green eyes, he is a natural brunette but for the moment has his hair dyed black. he has freckles and barely leaves anywhere without wearing some type of hat ( usually snapbacks). He is 6'0 ft tall.
Relationships: He is a good friend and bandmate to Bentley.
History:Michael grew up having an ordinary life,minus his parents divorcing and his mother taking custody of him at the age of 8.
Notes:He met Bentley at a bar, and since have known each other for almost a year. It wasn't until recently him and Bentley got in touch again.