A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

Tense, (f/n) watched him work the needle and thread. She bit her bottom lip, but she wouldn't look away. He could very easily put that needle elsewhere. The stitching hurt, but it was nowhere near as bad as when he had bit her. That pain was still very much alive in her head, and she reminded herself not to let go of it. Its memory would fuel her plan to take him down, and she had an idea in mind.

Maybe, it was stupid, but any attack against him seemed foolish. He was powerful but not invincible. If she managed to hit him in the head or heart, he would presumably die. She doubted that he would be able to heal in time if he took either of those injuries.

"And, done," the creature remarked before he retrieved bandages and came back. She glanced to her hand. The bleeding had stopped, and it would heal hopefully soon. Most likely, there would be a scar there too. Her arm was covered in dry blood, however, and her jacket and shirt sleeves were soaked. Maybe, she could do a quick load of laundry.

Both articles of clothing were some of her favorite pieces, and she couldn't toss them like the underwear. Her parents would notice them missing from her wardrobe. Then again, she couldn't keep throwing away her underwear either. She had been too lazy to clean the last pair. Perhaps, she should start wearing her underwear that she had designated for that time of the month. A small groan left her lips. The creature was seriously getting on her nerves; she hated how her life revolved around him. At least, she had an idea now.

A giggle broke her thoughts, and she noted that her hand was wrapped before she glared up at the thing. "What?"

"You worry about such silly things." He lifted up her arm. Instantly, she tried to wrench it free. "Now, now, I'm not going to eat anymore of you." She didn't trust him at all, and she could feel the fear creep back into her system. A smirk graced his lips, meaning that he noted the same thing. "I'm just going to clean this mess up for you."

"I don't want you too. I can do it on my own."

"Oh, I know, but I enjoy this way more." He glanced away from her and brought his lips to her elbow before he steadily dragged his tongue across her skin. A disgusted and disturbed chill traveled up her spine, and she tried to pull her arm away. The creature maintained an iron grip on her and continued the process.

(F/n) felt sick for the whole of it. Some of his saliva gleamed under the bathroom light, and she noted that she would definitely need a shower. She would need to make sure not to get the wound wet, though.

Done with his gross treatment, his eyes landed on her clothing. He moved closer to her, and she scooted back, but her back hit the mirror. The creature closed the distance once more and leaned towards her. "What ..." She didn't finish her question since she saw him latch onto her sleeves and start to suck the blood out. It wouldn't clean the clothing. If anything, it made her want to punch him all the more. "Just get off of me, you sick creep!" (F/n) ripped her arm back, and he let go.

Licking his lips, he giggled and stepped away. "I'm not the sick one here." He giggled again before he leaned against the wall opposite to her. "But, I think that we both agree that we're not the cleanest." A grin began to tug at his lips, and her stomach felt like it might sink.

"No!" she shouted, hopping off the counter and backing into her room. "Don't even go there. If you agree that kissing is intimate, a shower together is even worse. It's not happening." She was tempted to close the door and speed off to her parents. He had his bite, so she could go.

His pale eyes locked onto her before he entered a giggling fit. Hands clutching his sides, it looked like his nails would stab him. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. She took steps towards her room door, but his giggling stopped. "I'm not done with you, so stay put." The creature's voice had dropped to a lower tone, but she could spot a heavy dose of amusement in his eyes.

Not wanting another bite, she halted, but she stepped back when he pushed himself off of the wall. He leaned against the bathroom doorframe. "I wasn't even considering that." A smirk appeared on his lips once more, and he scanned over her body. It made her skin crawl. "But, I wouldn't mind. Your skin is smooth. It's like that one ingredient you humans use. I think that it's called butter."

He walked towards her, and she backed up more. She avoided her bed and made her way over to her desk chair. (F/n) placed it between them as a feeble effort to keep him away. "Though, it doesn't seem to be that sweet, and I like keeping you as my dessert." The creature was right in front of the chair. Her left hand gripped the chair. "And if we took a shower together, I would get to see all of you. I could decide what part next would be the best."

"Not happening," she argued, trying to keep up her scowl. Her heart was racing, though, and she knew that he could very easily force her into there with him. He moved around the chair, and she turned it in response. The creature shook his head before he rested his hands in his pockets. She didn't divert her gaze from him.

"Or, I could tell you what I had planned originally." A giggle escaped him, and she signaled for him to go ahead. "I was merely going to suggest that we take our showers in turns. We both stay in the bathroom too and don't turn the shower off until we're both done. Your parents won't get suspicious that way."

It was actually ... reasonable and a good idea. "Wouldn't you want my parents to become suspicious? Why are you helping me keep them away?"

"I like this home, and your parents might not agree to my deal like you. If they don't ... Well, you know the answer. I won't institute option B since you preserved your end of the bargain, but they'll have to die, and I can't waste food." Her stomach tightened. She had known the answer, but hearing it made it all the worse. "And if they're gone, others will become curious as to what happened here. So, I'll have to find a new home. Of course, you'll be coming with me. I can't leave such a rare delicacy behind. Still, I'd rather stay here. Now, are you going to agree to my plan? Or, are you going to risk the alternative?"

"I'll agree to it. It wouldn't make sense for me not to. Just don't ..."

"(F/n), you know that ordering me around doesn't work. I'll do what I feel like." He took his hands out of his pockets. A grin coated his lips before he easily took the chair from her. She lost her balance in the process and fell forward. The creature giggled before he turned around and headed towards the bathroom. "So, can you pass me the new clothes?"

The teen wanted to clench her hands, but her right hand hurt too much. She got back to her feet carefully and glared to him. "Yes." (F/n) went over to her closet and took out the bag. He stopped in the doorway and looked to her only to have a bag thrown at his face. Catching it in time, he giggled and sifted through it. Another giggle parted from him.

Ignoring it, she grabbed some clothes for herself, but she froze. "Oh, I failed to ask before. Were you too embarrassed to get me some underwear?" It wasn't that; she had just completely forgotten, but it would've been embarrassing too. Not to mention that her excuse to Haley would've made it odd also.

Clothes in hand, she closed her closet door. "Well, I suppose that it doesn't matter. I never wear them anyway." Her hand stayed on the door handle. Immensely, she tried to keep heat away from her cheeks. She was in no way attracted to him, but it was difficult not to react to his statement. It was also hard not to glance over to him and down.

Giggling, he set the bag on the counter before he leaned back against the frame. "Well, I only ever got my clothes from my victims. I'm not about to wear a bunch of dead guys' underwear." His reasoning made sense, and it would've been gross for him to do that. She was just glad that she had got a belt. If she hadn't, she wouldn't be able to look away forever. An accident would've happened at some point.

"You just have to appear human," she mumbled to herself, but the creature overheard.

An amused smirk painted his lips. "You're not growing attracted to me, or are you?"

Pushing all emotions aside momentarily, she replied flatly, "No." She walked past him and into the bathroom. "I'm taking my shower first." (F/n) was about to warn him before she recalled what he had said before. It wouldn't have mattered, and that troubled her. Despite what happened moments ago, she was still taking a shower with the creature in the bathroom. Countless things could go wrong.

Stepping into the tub, she pulled the curtains back and undressed. She carefully set her clothes outside on the floor and made sure that the creature could only see her hands. Another trouble would be not getting her hand wet. Then, she figured out something, but she hoped that the creature wouldn't take advantage of her asking. "Can you take out your clothes and hand me the bag?"

No verbal response greeted her ears. Instead, she heard the rustling of the plastic. Soon enough, his left hand entered the shower and held out the bag to her.