SoulfulFable

01. Full name     -Keith O'Brien, so called because that's just want his parents wanted to name him. 02. Best friend     - Corupt!Keith- No one, really. But Jose probably counts, even if he is his lover. The only other person would be Guy, but their relationship is pretty rocky because of how Keith treats Caleb.    -Keith- Guy, Gaido, and Jose are probably all pretty equal, just because he treats them all. However, Jose probably edges over the line because of the whole sex thing. 03. Sexuality    - C!Keith- Formerly straight, now 'gay' because he can't stand women but still wants sex. But he probably wouldn't care if you called him

Hunger roused me from sleep, the feeling of Gabriel’s hand still lingering on my forehead as I stirred. There was a surprised huff from beside me, the covers pulled back a bit as I tried sluggishly to sit up.      “Are you alright, Vincent?” Dominus. His voice soft and low to my slightly ringing ears. I nodded and felt an arm wrap around me. “I’m glad. It has been four days since you were turned. We were starting to wonder if we should be worried.”      I blinked up at him. “I’ve been out cold for four days? Doesn’t feel like it. How long does it usually take?”      “Two

It was possible that Grief was spending too much time with Alice. But compared to being at home, surrounded by memories and worries and stress and too much gentleness, being with Alice was utter bliss. Peaceful. Quiet. Which wasn’t fair to the others, they were only doing what they thought was best, and all of them were grieving just as much as he was. But that was part of the problem. Their grief was just as real, as intense, as his own, but his was made out to be special. Worse. It wasn’t fair to him or to them.      But Alice. Alice just came by, picked him up, and took him places where he could stop thinking for a few hours.

“So why a gym teacher?”      “Boys in shorts,” was the short, snarky reply he gave. “Why else?”      Jose chuckled and looked up at his teacher. Keith, who never let anyone call him 'Mr.' anything, was by all accounts handsome if a bit pissed off looking. Keith, who decided to wait with him after class until his adoptive father came and got him. The reason why was anyone's guess, and the man himself wasn't entirely sure why he was waiting to see the boy's father.      Well, that wasn't entirely true; there was the matter of the bruises that were a little too common to always be accidents. And the way his