Lucas blinked when the crude voice reached him. Take who home? That was D., right? What the fuck did he need Lucas for? The vampire shrank a bit. He hated the horrible attention the yelling drew. "I-I want to go home anyway..."<br/><br/>then D. grabbed his shoulders. On instinct he yelped and jerked away. The sudden contact sent a spark up his body to stop in his aching fangs. "Dont touch me, you bastard! Im gonna take you home! Calm yourself!" he trembled a bit. He was unwilling to touch the other male, for fear of losing control.<br/><br/>But Lucas had to to help the drunk older boy to their shared room. Then he could listen to asmr or get a snack. He nervously put D.'s arm over his shoulder.<br/><br/><i>b-bump</i><br/><br/>"Fuck." the vampire cursed. He just wanted to be in his bed, belly full, with a playlist of his favorite songs blaring in his ears. He tried to get D. to the door, knees buckling under the weight. Lucas wasnt strong. Far from it, but he could still carry a human.<br/><br/>When they got to the door, Lucas yelled over the music. "And my name is Lucas, you dickhead! Not Ludus!" he tried to open the door, fighting hunger and the temptation of such an easy meal leaning against him.