Ruoxi roused first, Dulce's pink face the first sight he was greeted with. The Vampire smelled like he had soaked in a vat of wine, and Ruoxi was honestly surprised he could even get drunk. But if there was any wine that would do that, it would surely be the flower wine of Huayuan.
His hands itched to push the Vampire's hair out of his face, his hands itched to touch his soft skin, his hands itched to gather him close and never let him go.
How cruel that the one thing he wanted Dulce didn't have to give. Although, it was just as equally cruel to crave what he also couldn't give.
He laid back and stared at the ceiling until Dulce roused, making up his mind during the wait. "We'll leave after I manage to drink a jug of wine without getting drunk.
Dulce woke up groggy, his hair disheveled. "How long is that going to take?"
"There is only one way to find out," He rose to his feet and held out his hand.
Dulce took the offered hand before asking questions. "Where are we going?"
