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“Looks cool? More like looks sexy,” Ray said, practically purring. His heart was racing, knowing he was just mere inches from the one he adored so much. He tiled his head, looking over at Amelia with his head still on the seat. “So, what plans do you have for me, Miss Queen?” Ray’s voice dropped into a low, sexy drawl while his eyes didn’t leave Amelia’s face.

She chuckled softly and couldn’t help but blush. Amelia smiled when she looked at him. “Well, the only thing I had in mind is letting you peel this outfit off of me… Making me even more sexy?!…”

Parking the car, she looked at him. “But I think we are better of in the apartment then here.”

“Oh for sure,” Ray responded, giving Amelia a long, passionate kiss before getting out and opening the door for her. 

Ray led them upstairs, opening the door and leaving the lights off.

“I know bits and pieces, just me being nosy between my own calls,” Tom confessed, knowing he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone. “I heard there was a nasty fire, and someone was trapped inside under a beam. They said they didn’t know how long you’d been in there, and they were having a hard time getting in. Next thing I heard on the radio, they were en-route to the hospital, with the patient stabilizing despite serious injuries.” Tom couldn’t find it in himself to look away from the man’s gorgeous eyes. “I think so, too. I’m glad I’m so oblivious to door numbers and stumbled into you.”

“Looks cool? More like looks sexy,” Ray said, practically purring. His heart was racing, knowing he was just mere inches from the one he adored so much. He tiled his head, looking over at Amelia with his head still on the seat. “So, what plans do you have for me, Miss Queen?” Ray’s voice dropped into a low, sexy drawl while his eyes didn’t leave Amelia’s face.

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“Ah,” Tom exclaimed, his eyes widening and his eyebrows lifting. He pulled up a chair and settled in next to the man. “Hero hair. That’s hilarious,” Tom paused and leaned his arms and chin on the railing of the bed. “Definitely more than stitches for you, my friend. That’s a nasal cannula, by the way. It’s ensuring you’re getting plenty of oxygen. Oh, and the tubes? That’s probably something to keep you hydrated and something else to keep the pain away.” He realized he was rambling on about medical jargon and he wasn’t even on the clock.

“Of course I’ll stay! And my friend is fine,” he motioned, waving his hand “He had his appendix removed. Nothing crazy. I’ll be back around the hospital tomorrow for work anyway, so I’ll visit in the morning before my shift.”

“Well that’s what his brother calls it at least” Gerald said smiling as he watched the adorable man sit beside him and prop himself up on the rails of the bed humming lightly he watched Tom curiously nodding showing that he understood blushing and smiling even more feeling his face grow hot at the idea someone as nice and cute as Tom wanted to spend time with him and not out of fear of his father “my name is Gerald mikaelson by the way I don’t know if I introduced myself..and I appreciate the company”

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Gerald. I’m glad I can keep you company.” Tom kept his head leaned on the bed rail, tilting it so his cheek was leaning rather than his chin. He looked up at the medical equipment, looking at the heartrate and O2 monitor like he would do if he was working. It was like he couldn’t get away, but he was actually okay with it. “What brought you here, then? Everything okay with you?” Tom paused before starting again. “I mean, if you want to share. I know sometimes things can be traumatic, so no need to share if you don’t want,” he rambled, sitting up a little

“What brought me here? I have no idea to be honest with you um…maybe I got stuck in a fire I think I remember flames or something I think I breathed in a lot of smoke and I think I Remember a heavy weight On me I don’t remember Much Tom, it’s not that I don’t wanna remember it’s just I don’t” Gerald said looking to the other humming lightly.

Tom nodded, humming in understanding. “That explains the oxygen, then. And the saline and pain medication. I wouldn’t be surprised if you have some bruising from that heavy weight you talk about. Maybe on your chest or back. I heard the call on the radio earlier. You’re lucky to be alive,” Tom said gently, with great appreciation. “Very lucky.”

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“I just know, Anthony. My name is Elena Gilbert. You’re my little brother. By two minutes. You were kidnapped when we were little. I have our birth certificates at home.” Elena paused, realizing that was a lot of information. Her heart raced as she watched for a reaction from the man. “You’re my twin, Anthony.”

“I-I mean yea we do look a lot a like but as for any relation I don’t know..perhaps you could show me the certificate cause this all sounds like some crazy shit Elena…I-I-I’m waiting for my brothers to call um…they are off doing something and they have me worried “ Anthony said nervously clearing his throat tapping his fingers trying to keep himself in check not wanting to loose control of his powers.

Elena was biting the inside of her lip – a nervous habit she really needed to knock. “Here. I have them here,” she responded, pulling the folded up papers from her back pocket. “Look, Elena Gilbert and Anthony Gilbert. I have other things at home, like newspaper clippings about the kidnapping. I have a whole crime map. I’ve been haunted by it everyday since you were taken.” Elena began to bite the inside of her lip again while her hands played with a drink stirrer she found on the bar. 

“Um how little is little? Cause we couldn’t have been that little if you remember me” he said as he took the paper and looked at it distracted by all of this completely forgetting about making the drink. He looked at the paper curiously before slowly looking up pursing his lips together fidgeting “I remember a strange couple had me and insisted they were my parents and that’s when my brothers and my father who passed saved me..the couple was trying to use me as a weapon because of my powers”

“I was old enough to be traumatized by it,” Elena explained, twirling the drink stirrer between her nimble fingers. “I think we were five, maybe just barely five. I don’t know,” she shook her head, shaking the memory from her mind. “We were leaving the house to go pick up our birthday cake. You and I ran outside and Mom was looking for her keys.” Elena couldn’t bring herself to look at the other man. The memories were hard for her to remember because she buried them long ago. “We were chasing each other around the car when I saw someone grab you. Suddenly, you were gone.” She shook her head again, actually shaking the memories that haunted her away from her mind. “You were gone in an instant, and nobody knew what happened. Nobody believed me.” Elena paused. “Wait, brothers? Father? Powers?”

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Stefan took the man’s hand and shook it. “I’m Stefan, Stefan Salvatore.” His stomach flipped again, and he grinned at the feeling. “My apartment is this way,” he said, leading the way.

As they arrived, Stefan opened the door. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable. I’ll go change and grab you a hoodie,” he smiled, brushing the man’s arm again before disappearing into the bedroom.

“It’s nice to meet you Stefan Salvatore” miles said giving a small smile tilting his head a bit watching as the other seemed to stare him down as if In a trance chuckling a bit. The name sounded familiar but he couldn’t place it following after the other until they came to an apartment building and made it to the others home nodding taking off his sweater since he had a t-shirt under neath folding it up “I may need a grocery bag for this “hmmm”

Stefan fumbled around his room, pulling off his jacket and t-shirt and grabbing a new v-neck and opting for a quarter zip sweater. He grabbed a hoodie for the other before joining him in the other room. He walked out, wearing a thin tank top as he pulled the v neck over his head. “I hope you like the color red, it’s all I had clean,” Stefan apologized, knowing laundry day was getting close.“Grocery bag? Yeah, here I have a few extras,” He said, handing the man the clean hoodie and grabbing a grocery bag from under the sink.

Miles looked over at the other when he came back into the room unable to help it as he curiously looked at what the other was wearing which seemed to show off his muscles before snapping out of it as Stefan put the v-neck on.

“Oh no the color red is just fine thank you” miles said as he took the hoodie and pulled it over his head it was a little big but he found that he liked it and it smelt nice too. He took his dirtied hoodie and out it in the grocery bag giving a small smile “thank you for letting me borrow one of your hoodies..it’s awfully cold outside and I’m not the bulkiest of men”

“Bulky or not, you’ve got to stay warm,” Stefan smiled. “Do you need another layer to buffer the cold?” He asked honestly, knowing while he would be fine in the cold, this new friend of his might not be. “Red looks good on you,” he flirted, his lips pulling into a smirk.

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“Damn,” he breathed. “O- Okay,” Ray mumbled, allowing Amelia to lead him. Ray’s mind was racing, and he was totally okay with it.

She got into the car, waiting for him before starting the car. “Where do you want to go?” Amelia looked at him

Ray struggled to find his words as he got in the car. “My place? Yours? You can decide.” He clicked his seatbelt into place and gazed over at Amelia. His Amelia. “I think I might have already told you this, but you’re gorgeous.”

She smiled, a certain self confidence, running through her body. Thinking, she started to drive to his place, since she didn’t wanted to let Ray share his time with her siblings.

“Thank you.” She chuckled, happy about the fact, the make over succeeded.

“Mhmm,” he hummed happily, his eyes gazing at Amelia adoringly. “If you don’t mind me asking, what brought all this on?” Ray asked, reaching over and placing his hand on her leg. “Not that I’m complaining.”

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