- Wed Mar 28, 2018 7:06 am
This was definitely not a dream. Nope. This was more like heaven. Cute guy bringing him homemade breakfast in bed and looking like he could give Helen of Troy a run for her money on insulting Aphrodite; yep, had to be heaven. The vampire couldn’t help the grin that bloomed across his face when the wizard leaned in to steal a kiss from him before turning to go get his own breakfast. “Ya know, you don’t have to thank me for lettin’ you stay,” he called after Alasdair. “It was just as nice for me as I hope it was for you. It was real nice to get to catch up with you and just… I dunno, just nice to have someone to spend time with that wasn’t my uncle or my teacher,” Ev added as Alasdair came back holding his own breakfast. Once Alasdair was settled with his tray Ev leaned over and stole his own kiss right back before digging into his pancakes and bacon. His previous divine line of thought was only confirmed when Ev took a bite of the banana pancakes, letting out a long groan of appreciation.
“Sweet Christ on a cracker, darlin’... These might be the best pancakes I’ve ever tasted,” he grinned at Alasdair, giving him a bit of playful but entirely deserved applause as he chewed. The pancakes were fluffy on the inside but perfectly golden brown on the outside and the bananas were just cooked enough to get soft but weren’t the gross kind of mushy. “Mm… Honestly, I think this might be the nicest thing anyone’s done for me in a real long time, hun,” he said with a gentle smile over at Alasdair when he explained why he made the dish he had. He really had tried to give him the nutrients he would’ve gotten from blood… huh. Ev really hadn’t expected that and almost didn’t have the heart to tell him it wouldn’t have a whole lot of impact on him since he was a turned vampire and not a Nosferatu, but he figured the researcher would at least appreciate knowing the science behind it even still. “I’m uh, not real sure what I did to deserve this…” Ev’s smile turned a little sheepish and shy as he turned back to his plate and started in on the bacon. “And nah, the bacon seems just fine to me, darlin’,” he assured Alasdair, swallowing his bite and sipping his coffee. “I don’t like my bacon real floppy personally.” He ate a few more bites happily before taking a break to drink more of his coffee and let the food settle in his stomach.
“And as far as substituting food for blood, you’re on the right track mostly,” Ev explained, putting on his proverbial instructor hat for a moment. “Nos get much more benefit from eating food than a turned vampire does unfortunately, but in keepin’ track of my feeding needs and schedule and stuff I do notice a difference if I don’t eat real food in addition to blood. Mostly eatin’ ‘people food’, so to speak, just increases the length of time between feedin’s because your body’s gettin’ nutrients from the food that it would also get from blood,” he continued, his Georgia drawl getting more prominent as he relaxed and got more absorbed in the explanation. “For me personally, I can safely go about seventy-two hours between feedin’s, meanin’ if I have a full fill of blood today I wouldn’t necessarily NEED to feed again until… what’s today? Wednesday…. So I wouldn’t need to feed again until Saturday,” he finished, eyes bright with a teacher’s joy. “When I eat food about the same way I would’ve on my human diet- so about three or four meals a day- I can squeeze another, oh… 8 hours or so outta my control before the Hunger starts to get to the ‘I’m-not-100%-confident-I-can-stay-in-control’ point. Does that make sense?” he asked a little sheepishly, realizing he had gone off on a bit of a lecture.