[OPEN] my worries disappear

[taaron "tk" marie kaler]

Taaron peered out the window of the coffee shop. Her hands grasped tightly to her cup watching as the rain slowly stopped. A yawn slipped past her lips before she took a sip and opened the door to walk out. Her hand went to cover her mouth as she was sent into a coughing fit. But she shrugged it off, and took another sip from her co-co.

Taaron had been sick most of the week, and she figured it would go away with time. Her cheeks were starting to loose their color, but her mom told her not worry. 'It's just allergies or a stomach virus. You'll be fine.' But Tk hadn't been completely honest with all her symptoms. She had left out the voice who kept nagging in her ear, at least, she thought it was a voice. 'I'm just imagining it.'

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance rubbed at his scabbed chest beneath his shirt. It wouldn't be a first that his brother had had to wake him because he was wheezing and clawing at his chest in his sleep.
He yawned, playing sleepily with a button on his shirt as he wandered into the coffee shop and ordered a mocha. He didn't even notice Taaron there.

[taaron "tk" marie kaler]

When Terance passed, she did a double take. A soft smile played across her lips. "Oh, hey, Tj." She tried to play it off cool, but he didn't make it easy. He moved gracefully across the floor and even though she knew what hid under his clothes, she still thought of him as flawless. Taaron caught herself staring, and her eyes quickly shifted downward to stare at her cup.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance glanced over at her with a smile, sleep still in his eyes and his ruffled hair. It was his day off, he hadn't bothered do himself up. "Hey," He huffed, clearly pleased. He wandered over to where she was sitting, and sat down across from her, sipping sleepily at his coffee. He hadn't fed in the past few days, the smell of her blood drawing him in even more.

[taaron "tk" marie kaler]

She sipped from her co-co slowly, watching him as he took a seat across from her. "How have you been?" Taaron paused, taking another sip. The cooler it got, the more she liked the taste. Which was weird, considering she hated the iced coffees. "You look like you could crawl into bed and sleep for another day." She said playfully. Her eyes traced over him before resting on his face.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

"I've been alright," He murmured, voice trailing as he yawned, covering his mouth to hide the fangs there. "You?"
He couldn't help but chuckle at her comment, and nodded slowly. "I really could," He complained. "Didn't sleep well last night.. Probably kept Chandler up, too."

[taaron "tk" marie kaler]

"Good. My sister came by the house, so I've just been wasting time." She shrugged, glancing down as she began to pick at the slip covering the middle of her cup. But it wasn't long til' her eyes were back to watching him and his lips as he began to talk. "Why didn't you sleep well? Is something wrong?" Taaron asked curiously.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terence shook his head. "Post traumatic stress," He huffed. "Usually dreams or discomfort. I have trouble breathing when I sleep, especially if I'm not on my back." She of course, didn't know the only reason he'd survived was because he was a vampire. But he'd still suffered irreparable damage.

[taaron "tk" marie kaler]

Chewing on her lip, Taaron listened as he talked. It was what she was best at. Putting up with countless arguments and being the peace keeper in her house had made her that way. Her job got easier once her sister left the house, and now anytime she came by, Tk was out the door. "Oh.. I'm sorry." Another sip from her cup. "They don't have anything to make it easier on you?" Her hand flew up to her mouth as she began to cough again, making her throat all scratchy and sore. "Sorry.." She mumbled as it subsided. Her hands worked through her hair, pushing the small bangs back just so they would fall to the side. It was a new haircut, short enough to where she couldn't put it in a pony tail anymore.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance shook his head. "Nah, too much lung damage." It wasn't like it could kill him like it could a human. "It's okay," He breathed as she coughed. "You feeling okay? You look a little pale. Cute ah, haircut though.." He offered her a sheepish smile after he was sure his fangs had been sheathed.