Hunting 101

Deith left his place as the reassuring deep darkness of the night would soon finally call many of the daylight creatures to sleep, and only the nocturnal ones and the ones that liked drinking and sinning would be left. He was one of those people. He was a regular of the night life, actually, but "regular" was boring and tiresome, and Deith has been quite sick of it in the past few days.

Tonight was a different case.

His analogue wristwatch said 9:00pm. After looking at the time, the demon flipped his wrist to turn his hand towards himself, and read the info on the card between his fingers for who-knows-how-many-times now. He was sure he was in the right place. Hopefully, though, he wasn't dropping by too late.

So he walked up to the door of William's clinic, and knocked. He smiled seeing the doctor's name there; it made him realize just how ironic it really was that a doctor had to prey on life. He would try to break in from a window if this were a different situation, but he wanted to come as quietly and as normally as possible, one, to not attract any suspicion, and two, to not cause the cute little cat any kind of distress. He also wore black clothes, which helped him blend into the darkness. He didn't exactly prepare much, but he's thought it out, at least.

He was going to force William to have fun tonight.
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At that time that the door opened and quickly closed again, Deith didn't even have enough time to get a good look at the doctor. When William opened the door a bit wider and kept it that way, Deith was already grinning in amusement. William might be older than him, appearance-wise and maybe even in actual age, but Deith couldn't help but see the man as entertainingly adorable.

"Of course I remember," he said, holding the business card up between fingers. "Guess how shocked I was when you handed me this: shocked enough that I couldn't move from my spot for minutes."

The demon tried to angle his head to peek into William's workplace, but he quickly gave up on it and decided to focus on the doctor in front of him instead. The grin turned into his usual, seemingly innocent, smile that appeared across his lips only out of sheer giddiness around William. "I know you probably didn't have any way out of this but technically you gave me all the info I'd need to be here right now, and I'm not leaving without you. So, are you still busy? I could wait."

Deith just as quietly entered the office, and paced around trying to get a good look at the place. He only smirked when William headed straight for the inner office, and spent a few more seconds walking around, just waiting, before following, not quite entering, just hovering in front of the door. He smiled as he leaned against the frame, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"So, what are you still doing?" he asked. It was quite obvious William was just trying to avoid him as much as possible, and it amused Deith for the while. He moved his head, trying to get a better angle to see what William was buying himself some time with. Ah, papers.

Instead of asking about that, Deith decided to deny what William must have been trying to delay: them being together in the night to hunt. Or maybe talking about what happened in the morning. "How are you feeling, Will? You didn't try to feed without me, did you?"

Deith didn't doubt it-- that William was capable of many things without him. After all, they haven't exactly known each other that long, they've only met a couple of times-- this being the third if he got that right, though it didn't exactly feel like they were new acquaintances. The realization kept Deith staring from where he leaned against the doorway, and he inspected the doctor curiously and meticulously, forgetting for a moment that he was here mainly to bug and irritate the hell out of the guy. For a moment, he was thinking carefully about William.

He wanted to know more details. He wanted to know what William was normally like, whenever he attended to patients and tried to act like he didn't like draining people. He wanted to know who the doctor's acquaintances and friends were-- well, just acquaintances since he did mention not having any friends-- and how such acquaintanceships have been. Deith was deep in thought, and all this time he was staring at William.

His grin was amused, but his eyes were rather soft and out of character. Realizing this, Deith finally pushed himself away from the doorframe and straightened himself, shaking his head once to get rid of the expressions he just made. And then he was back to the usual Deith that appeared in front of the doctor.

"You feel fine, you say? I don't believe you." Well, Deith didn't really feed on William that much this morning, but he knew that lust itself drove both of them crazy. He knew how frustrated William was that he couldn't feed on him, the doctor had said he was hungry, and it was all the reason Deith needed to keep on being stubborn.

He didn't exactly have anything else to say though; he had said he'd wait, and he didn't mind just watching William quietly, wondering if it would raise some anxiety if he didn't speak more. But Deith shrugged the thought off, and soon made his way to the desk to stand opposite the doctor.

"Won't you look at me?" he asked, and the way he did so softly was obviously fake and teasing. But it was at least true that he wanted William's eyes on him. "Hey, I know you're not fine. And I know you know you can't lie to me. I did say I'll wait for you to finish no matter how long it takes, but we're going out there whether you like it or not. And I bet you both like it and not, don't you?"