A/N: for this story, Josh looks like young Josh. The slight beard and still wore earrings, Josh.... if that makes sense. I'll also try to get Josh's picture done this week, work is driving me insane. 

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My jaw quivers as I wait for the lift to make it to the floor I need. I feel myself losing control and I need to get there quickly. The book helps, don't get me wrong. It helps a ton, but it really has no chapters on werewolves. It's kinda a catch-all book and doesn't help with my current situation.

The door slides open and I stalk down the hall to the door. I hesitantly knock our secret code, just in case he's with a client.

"You can come in Josh! It's open! There's me and another person, but it's okay."

Another person? Oh shit. He's with a client. Ohshitohshitohshit. I crack the door open and peer in. Vik's apartment always surprises me, no matter how many times I visit. I'm always taken back the decor. For being a gloomy and dark person, Vik really loves his pastel.

I take a whiff and catch the scent of the other person in the room. My eyebrows furrow at the familiar odor. It's the scent of the person that follows Vik. I'd caught the scent every time I've visited and Vik explained that he has 'fucking creepy ass angel voyeur' following him.

Based on the strength of the scent, I'd say they're the other person. I slink into the living room and stand shakily next to the couch. The cinnamon vamp looks to me and gives me a soft smile.

First thing, I'm not here for sex. Nope. Never. I could never and will never do that. Not because of who Vik is, I could care less about that, but because I just don't like that... activity. Second, Vik and I are best friends. He's helped me through the years, along with Tobi, but Vik is special.

My attention gets drawn back to the couch as someone clears their throat. A blond sits next to Vik, his eyes hostile as he looks at me. I kinda fold in on myself and draw back a bit. Vik reaches over and whacks the guy.

"Behave. He isn't here for that. Josh, come here. It's been too long since your last visit. I understand you're trying to wane off of these, but don't hurt yourself."

Vik pulls me down to the other side of him and lays me across his lap. I curl up and somewhat purr as his fingers thread through my hair.

"Josh?"

I barely open my eyes to look at him. He offers his soft smile again and somewhat sighs sadly.

"Pain? Control level?"

"Pain isn't bad, but I feel myself slipping."

"Okay, darling. Close your eyes now. Try not to turn while I do this, dog is not a particular flavor I enjoy."

I breathily chuckle and reclose my eyes. I tense a bit when I feel him breathe on my neck. A presence weighs in my mind and I try to calm down.

Relax, darling. We've done this before.

Calmness sweeps through me as he fully enters my mind. I feel myself fall away as Vik's fangs pierce my neck.