OnexOne with: volctot

Keith sat, frozen on the bed. A huge, fluffy werewolf stood by the door now, which was the reason for his shock. He didn't move, knowing any sudden movements might cause Klein to turn on him in fury or something.
"Uh" A tall vampire at the door said.
"August heard a crash, he wanted me to come see if everything was alright..." He said, stepping slowly away from the door. He odviously hadn't expected Klein to freak out like that.

"I'll tell him everything's fine then" The vampire gasped, turning and disappearing from the room.

Keith stared at Klein, still not moving. He figured Klein's werewolf instincts would tell him to go after anything that moved to quickly. He stared at Klein trying to struggle his own instincts, which meant his fangs appearing.
"Klein?" He said in a soft voice, trying to placate the large, dangerous werewolf.

OOC:: Seriously? That's hilarious.

BIC::
Keith stayed where he was, although every one of his instincts was telling him to run, to get away. He was practically shaking, not due to fear, but due to the fact that he was denying his instincts. Keith had a feeling this wasn't exactly going to be good.
"Klein" He said again, voice calm, although he was struggling to make it that way.

"Argh" Keith gasped as Klein fell on him, startling him. He gasped as Klein pushed him into the mattress.
"Uh, are you okay?" He asked, embaressed. He had no idea what to do, how to react to this surreal situation.

Keith struggled out from under Klein, he could tell he wasn't feeling very well. Sighing he pulled the blanket out from under the two of them, and pulled it over Klein.
"Here" He said tenderly and covered him up. Klein's head was still resting on his leg now, due to his movement.
"Sleep" He said softly, he could tell he was exahusted.

Keith didn't move much, just reached over, grabbed his bag and pulled out his book. Sighing he settled himself comfortably on the bed, continuing to read from where he had left off. He didn't really know what else to do. He had made Klein comfortable, which was the most he could do right now.

Keith, by this point, had completely zoned out and was reading his book. He flipped a page absentmindedly, not really aware of much going on around him. He could hear movement upstairs now, and talking, which indicated that someone or someones were awake now.

Keith glanced up at August, startled.
"No, he got startled or something, and went all werewolf on some poor guy" He said, closing his book, but only after carefully marking his page.
'Yea, I did. Thanks" He said, reaching into his bag and pulling on a grey, long-sleeved shirt.

Keith arched a critical eyebrow but didn't answer.
"Uh, from Europe actually. Rome" He said calmly, he didn't mind sharing this information, but there was certain things he wouldn't share.
"Why?" He asked curiously. He smiled a bit, he had a strange image of werewolf Klein chasing after screaming, drunken female vampires.

"I'd say he's chasing after me" Keith muttered, shrugging his slender shoulders.
"And that doesn't give you the right to ask me anything. I can leave if you would prefer that" He said, a small frown on his face. He was getting a bit defensive, not liking that August was being like this with him.

Keith arched an eyebrow, sliding off of the bed.
"Oh? Well I guess that's a manner of opinion, but I didn't follow him home, he follwed me" He said matter-a-factly. He was getting irritated. He frowned a bit, leaning against the wall, prepared to leave if he was requested to.

Keith growled.
"I don't break hearts. It seems to me that's more you're department" He said casually, leaning against the wall. He didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to argue dangerously with August.
"What do you want?" He hissed, irritated at the other vampire. He was finally having a decent day, for probably the first time in his entire vampire life, so it was quiet annoying that it was being disrupted.