Smokin' In The Dorm Room [Levi]

[Samuel Rixon]

Sam had to be good at keeping that secret. He didn’t want anyone to find out, especially Ember. If she knew, then she’d probably stop sleeping with him, and she’d hate him, and... it was better for everyone if she didn’t know. But he’d swear to keep the Spider-Man thing to himself. And Levi. And Evan. Vincent didn’t deserve to know.

“He ain’t!” That was a lie, but he wasn’t about to admit that. He’d been an okay student until he’d made friend with Vincent and gotten into smoking marijuana. “He’s just... Vin. Me ‘n Horus are pretty sure he got dropped on the head a lot. ... An’ that he’s an Incubus. That’s why he talks about sex.” He had a light bulb moment then, sitting up and looking at Levi excitedly. “Maybe Eli’s one too! He and VinVin are Incubus buddies!” Yes Sam. That makes so much sense.

It sounded like Levi was thinking along the same lines as he tended to with Ember. He was well aware they weren’t mutually exclusive with each other, but sometimes he thought it might be nice if they were. But he didn’t want to ruin anything with her either. He shrugged and patted Levi’s shoulder. “I know. But if I ask if he likes guys, you’ve got a chance!” He was all too willing to play matchmaker for his little buddy.

The question left him baffled, however. He wasn’t sure exactly what Levi was asking about, and he wasn’t going to pretend to. “Uh... what’s what like?”

[Levi Xu]

"An incubus?" Levi wrinkled his nose and looked at Sam curiously, but he just didn't have the energy to do anything else. Pot was nice. It made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "Th'fuck's an incubus?" Hanging around with the older boys might have had a negative impact on his language. Thank you, Sam.

"What's it like to...you know...." Originally, Levi had been meaning to ask what sex was like, but now that he was actually thinking about it, he didn't want to know. Not from Sam. Then the only thing he'd be able to think about whenever he saw him would be him having sex and that would be gross and ewwwww. Levi's eyes went wide as his stream-of-consciousness thought brought him to the terrifying mental image of Evan and Sam kissing.

Levi sat up, eyes wide in horror at this new thought. No. That wouldn't happen. But in precaution, he wound up and punched Sam as hard as he could in the shoulder.

Granted, that wasn't very hard. He didn't have a good angle or aim, nor enough strength to actually do any damage. "DON'T KISS HIM." As he scowled, he remembered, oh, right, Sam had asked him a question. "What's it like to be a vampire?"

[Samuel Rixon]

Yes, an Incubus. Sam and Horus had thought long and hard about this, and drawn the conclusion that as attractive and sex crazed as their friend was, it was the only thing that made sense. “Yeah! ‘s like some... demony thing. They like sex.” The profanity coming out of Levi’s mouth made him giggle. “You said fuck, dude.” Yes, Sam. He did. Good job.

Akin to a dog that has no idea what you’re saying, but is trying so hard to understand, Sam cocked his head. He really did want to know what Levi was asking, because knowledge is power, people, and educating Levi was quickly becoming one of his favourite things to do. He planned to teach him about all kinds of things, because after he let him try pot, it was only a little leap to get him drinking (and better things than beer).

Sadly, while that was going on in his head, he wasn’t expecting the punch. Not that it hurt all that much. But it was enough to make him pull a sad puppy face at the kid. “Leeeevvvviiiiii. That huuuuur – don’t kiss who?” Like an ADD chipmunk, he was easily distracted.

FINALLY. Levi asked the question. It just wasn’t one Sam really knew how to answer. He cocked his head the other way, trying to think of something to say. “It’s... fuckawesome?”

Sam, that’s not helpful.

[Levi Xu]

Well, that was interesting. Vincent certainly seemed to like sex, and he looked like a demony thing, so Levi supposed that made a lot of sense. Plus, if he stole Van's pants then took a picture, Van would probably agree that he was some kind of a demon. (His power was silent on the matter.) And the librarian was some kinda hippie, and they liked sex, right? (History class always covered ancient stuff like the colonies. Never stuff like hippies.) "I guess that works. Hippies liked sex, yeah?" Hearing Sam giggle about his language made Levi start laughing too. It was fun to swear with Sammy. "I did. Whatcha gonna do? Put me in time-out?"

Now he was jut being silly. Levi knew that he was more likely to get a pat on the head like a cat than a punishment for cursing.

"Don't kiss anyone..." Levi's voice trailed off, because he realized that the whole kissing Van thing had been entirely in his head, and Sam wasn't privy to that, being a pyrokinetic and a vampire.

Thankfully, Sam only seemed capable of thinking of one thing at a time. "Yeah? That's pretty cool. How'd you get turned? How old are you? Isn't the sparkly stuff kinda gay? Can vampires even get someone pregnant?"

[Samuel Rixon]

Vincent liked sex much more than Sam was willing to admit. It was part of what fuelled the Incubus theories. At least Levi seemed to subscribe to them as well. He was thrilled with that idea. One more person believing it meant that they had one more person on their side. “Yeah! Hippies were all about sex!” And freedom, and peace, child. “... Wait. Vin’s a hippie Incubus?” Thankfully that subject was quickly derailed with the giggling. Hearing innocent little Levi swear was awesome. “Totally! Y’ banned from... uh... uh...” Don’t break your brain now, Sam. “Uhhh.... UHH.... PIXIESTIX.”

Now if only he’d adhere to that. It didn’t help that he reached over to ruffle the kid’s hair. “Y’ fuckawesome, Levi.”

Sadly, he wanted to retract that when he was told he couldn’t kiss anyone. He gave Levi a mournful look and flopped backwards. “But I wannnnaaaa. I can’t kiss Nomi and I said I wouldn’t but what about Ember and Spence and all the hottiiiiiiiies?” He was whining. A lot.

At least until he was sidetracked with vampires. He sat up, thinking about what he was being asked. “I dunno! I don’t even know I’m a vampire! I never drank blood...” He pouted slightly. “The sparkly stuff is SO NOT GAY. It’s fuckawesome. An’ if I’m a vampire I HOPE NOT because I’d be a shitty dad.” He thought about that for a moment. “We need a test. To see if I’m REALLY a vampire.” And this is just going to end badly.