Fate: Don't WorryMature

"You're safe to cuddle, right?" I chuckled once blondie left.

Brody flashed me a small smile, nodding. I cuddled him, trying my best not to be curious as he cuddled back. My best clearly wasn’t good enough, I was practically bursting with curiosity.

"Sorry you had to come back to that" he said.

"It's okay"

Brody put the movie on but I wasn’t really watching it. I was too busy trying not to be curious even more.  We stayed like that for a while before my curiosity finally got the better of me.

"Um, Brody..."

He looked at me and I opened my mouth to say something, ultimately changing my mind. He’d tell me when he wanted to, right?

"What?" he asked.

"It's nothing, forget it"

His hand nestled in my hair and I leant my head on his shoulder.

"You can ask what ever question's bugging you, if you want"

"I'm just curious, I guess"

"About?"

"What blondie said"

"About what I was like as a newborn?"

I nodded and he shrugged a little.

"Ask away"

I blushed a little. "I don't know. Tell me something"

He thought about it for a moment. "Lazarus was the first person I tried to feed from"

"Did he kick your ass?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Yup"

I giggled. "Then what?"

"Well after that I was unconscious for a long time, and when I woke up, all I could smell was dog. They were debating what to do with me"

So that must be when he...

He flashed me a tiny smile when I was silent. "That was when I begged for their help and protection and landed myself as their sex slave"

I nuzzled his neck and he kissed the top of my head.

"How long for?"

"Every time I need them" he shrugged.

"Oh"

He gave me a baby of a kiss and asked "Anything else you want to know?"

"Whatever you're willing to tell me. I don't know much about you"

"I dunno what to tell you if I don't know what you want to know about me" he smiled.

"Tell me anything" I smiled back.

"Umm... I don't know, I'm no good at talking about myself"

I chuckled. "Um, well... I don't know, what was your favourite food?"

He hummed. "Mom's Sunday roast. Yours?"

"Don't have one"

"There must be something you prefer to everything else?"

I shrugged.

"Okay, so if you were ordering your last meal ever, what would it be?"

I thought about it for a while, burying my head in Brody’s neck when he smiled at me.

"I don't know. Food. I'd order food"

He laughed, making me blush. He kissed me and I kissed back.

"So how am I supposed to cook you dinner some time if I don't know what you like?" he smiled and I blushed a little more.

"You don't have to cook for me"

"I know. I want to though. I've not cooked for anyone in ages"

"I'll try and think of something, then" I kissed his cheek and he smiled. "Anyway, you're s'posed to be telling me stuff about you"

"I know, and I'm trying to distract you, because I don't know what to say" he said, kissing me.

"Your distraction isn't working very well" I kissed back and he pouted, making me giggle.

"Then you ought to think of some more questions"

"Um..."

He waited but I couldn’t think of anything to ask. At all. It was like my mind went blank.

"I don't know" I said, laughing a little and he chuckled.

"I'll ask you the questions then"

What? No, that wasn’t part of the deal.

"Or you can come up with some" he smirked.

I pouted but he just used it as an opportunity to kiss me. I kissed back a little, still pouting.

"So... When'd you get turned?"

"When I was..." I had to stop and think about it since my mind was still blank. “Just short of eighteen, I think"

"And how long ago was that?"

"Around six years"

"Miss being human?"

I shrugged. "S'not all that different being a werewolf, really"

"Apart from the whole becoming a wolf thing" he chuckled, making me laugh.

"Obviously. What about you?"

"Do I miss being human?”

I nodded.

"Well, yeah, I guess, but I've gotten used to it"

I hummed.

"Any regrets?"

"Not that I can think of"

He smiled. Didn’t know that was such a good thing there, buddy. Cause if I’m honest, I probably regret opening my mouth and telling you I think I love you.

"You?"

"Not making my mom's Sunday roast my last meal" he chuckled and I giggled.

"Other than that, it would probably be agreeing to go to that stag do that I ended up getting turned into a vampire at. Mind you, I'd probably be in one of those breeding pits now if I hadn't"

I cuddled him a little tighter, nuzzling him when he cuddled back. He kissed me again and I kissed back a tiny it harder.

"I lo-" I started, biting my lip before I said too much.

"You're allowed to say it, y'know"

I shut my eyes. "I can't"

"Why not?"

"Brendon"

Brody sighed and I mumbled out an apology.

"S'okay" he said, seeming a tiny it disappointed. Wait... Did he want me to say it?

"It's just he said to to me so many times and..."

His hand moved to my hair again. "It's fine"

I sighed a little.

"How did you two even get together?"

I blushed, mumbling out my answer. "He was my first"

"Really?"

I nodded, blushing more. Brody was silent but I don’t think it was because he was embarrassed like me. Especially when you take into account the fact that I was Brendon’s plaything for about three years.

"What made you go with him?"

I shrugged.

"What made you come back with me?"

I shrugged again. The two of us fell silent again and I mumbled out another apology. Brody just shrugged it off.

"Don't worry"

Yeah, that’s not gonna stop me worrying about it. Brody looked back at the TV but it was obvious he wasn’t paying attention. I buried my head in his neck again, humming as he kissed the top of my head. He cuddled me and I snuggled up to him, starting to feel sleepy. For some reason, talking about Brendon always seems to tire me out. 

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