Say Uncle - A Danny Phantom-verse Fic | By : AccioLucius Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 7107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Wait!” Roz called after he disappeared. There was a chance he was still there, just invisible.
He was gone, though. Roz sat up and covered herself with her blanket. So, Plasmius had finally come back. Should she tell someone? She didn’t really know what to feel. Disturbed? She enjoyed her time with him, but should she have?
Roz looked back at the wall toward Vlad’s room. She could use a hug right now. No, she wouldn’t wake Vlad. If she did mention Plasmius’ return, it would be in the morning. After all, he hadn’t hurt her just as Vlad and Danny had said. He could have very well taken advantage of her, but he stopped when she told him to.
Sighing, Roz laid back down. She was exhausted physically and mentally. She didn’t want to go back to zoning out all day thinking about where she had first seen Plasmius.
Who knows, maybe she would keep Plasmius a secret. As long as he didn’t hurt her, did it matter if he came to visit her? Then again, she wanted to be honest with Vlad. He would be extremely upset with her if he ever found out she was keeping such a thing from him, especially since it was in his home.
Roz oddly wanted Plasmius to come back. It was weird, but she felt like his presence was familiar. She could almost say it was the same way she felt towards Vlad when she went to bed at night. Not that she wanted Vlad to go to bed with her, but she liked being around him far more than not.
She eventually drifted back to sleep. She had no dreams of Plasmius, but did she really need to anyway?
Roz decided to not tell Vlad about Plasmius the next morning. She told him she slept fine when he asked. If Plasmius never came back, then what was done was done. There was no use in bringing Vlad into it if the ghost had gotten what he wanted.
Although, he hadn’t gotten all that he wanted. Roz knew that. She remembered the events of her dream with Plasmius. No, they weren’t finished with each other. Roz wondered if she gave in would Plasmius go away for good. Or would he keep visiting her as many times as it took until he got what he wanted?
As much as Roz did enjoy the visit, she was not going to give in so easily. What she found strange was that all Plasmius seemed to care about was pleasing her. He didn’t ask her to do anything for him. What was the point of that? Maybe he was just trying to butter her up. Still, why was she the focus of his attention?
It was hard for her to focus on Vlad that day. She had questions popping up in her head all day, one of them being concerning whether or not Plasmius would be returning that night. Vlad asked her if she was sure her night had went well. Roz replied that it had, which wasn’t entirely a lie.
Tonight Roz was cooking dinner for Vlad. Being busy in the kitchen helped her get her mind together. Cooking was something Roz loved to do and she was eager to prove to Vlad how good she could be at something when given her willing attention.
Vlad slipped into the kitchen as she was preparing a chocolate mixture.
“I don’t know what you’re up to,” he said as he looked over her shoulder, “but it smells amazing. Bill shies away from sweets.”
Roz playfully elbowed his ribs. “You have some later. Don’t even think about putting your finger in there.”
“How unsanitary do you think I am?” Vlad asked as he reached for a spoon.
Roz then lightly slapped at his hand with a laugh. “I haven’t been sneaking and neither will you.”
“It’s not sneaking if you’re watching me,” Vlad replied with a smile.
“Oh, fine.” Roz said as she held up a spoon of melted chocolate.
Vlad hesitated for a moment. Instead of taking the spoon from her hand, he slightly bent his head and took it into his mouth while she still held it.
“Is it too sweet?” she asked as she gently pulled the spoon away from his mouth.
“Taste for yourself.” Vlad slightly purred as he stepped closer to Roz.
As she started to open her mouth to reply, Vlad brought his mouth to hers. She froze in surprise at first, but closed her eyes as Vlad took advantage of her open mouth by slipping his tongue into it.
He wrapped one arm round her and cradled her to his chest. He used his other to caress her neck and jawline.
Roz wasn’t entirely sure how to react. It felt nice to be held, and his kiss was captivating. But, it was Vlad. Confused, she let him continue to kiss her, but she did not return it. She did however gently rest her hands on his chest. She felt like she at least needed to touch him back.
As if sensing her emotions, Vlad stopped and pulled away. He stared at Roz for a moment before turning away and leaving the kitchen.
Breathless, Roz watched him leave without saying a word. With shaking hands she returned to her cooking, trying to act like nothing had happened. She caught herself looking back at the door as she put the final touches on the dessert.
She found Vlad already seated when she brought their meal to the dining table. It was dark, but she could see that his head was bent so she couldn’t see his face.
They ate in silence, and in the dark, for the entire meal. For the first time, Roz felt uncomfortable around Vlad. It felt wrong.
“I’m not my mom.” she finally said, guessing that Vlad may be just as confused as she was.
Although, he answered with, “I know that.” It was quiet but assertive.
“Then why?”
Vlad caught himself as he tried to answer her. “I’m not sure.” He briefly looked at her before rising from his seat. “I’m sorry, Roslynne. It won’t happen again.”
She wasn’t sure how to reply, so she let him leave her. She didn’t want him to leave, but what could she say?
After Roz finished eating and cleaning up she searched for Vlad. He wasn’t in the foyer next to the fireplace where they always went after dinner. He had locked himself in his study instead.
“Vlad?” she gently called as she knocked on the door. There was no answer. Roz tried again for several minutes with no luck. Sighing, Roz went upstairs to her room.
“Talk to me. :(“ she text him prior to getting ready for bed.
“Tomorrow, ok?” he replied minutes later.
“Poor thing,” Roz thought. She almost smiled despite his mood. Actually, Roz felt a rush of emotions herself.
“It tasted good. Goodnight, Vlad.”
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