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Louis was alone again, though not for long.
Soon, his love would awaken as a creature of the night and they could spend the rest of eternity in each other's arms. He could kiss away all the hurt and pain he’s ever had to go through, he could take away all the scars those cruel people left him and replace them with the marks of his love.
They would be perfect, they would be happy, they would be together.
Louis turned to face Owen on the bed he was laid to rest in.
His face looked so peaceful, devoid of his harsh scowl or clenched jaw.
He couldn’t help but run his hands through the other man's soft hair. He loved it so much. It was dark and curly and looked great when tied up. But oh it would look so beautiful turned white with vampirism. They could match with each other. Louis had to suppress a cheeky smile at the thought.
His hand moved down from Owens' hair to gently cup his face. He would give the world to see him every day. To see him happy, to see him smile, to see him thrive under his care, to see him feel joy and everything else that's good in the world.
Louis’s hands moved down to Owens neck.
He no longer had a pulse and his skin was cold.
Louis could only pray that he did this right. He hadn’t ever turned anyone before.
He knows he should have asked his sire for permission to bring someone new into the coven, but he was just so excited to finally not be alone anymore.
Scott wouldn’t mind. Louis is sure Scott would accept Owen into the coven with open arms. Maybe after he taught his love some things first.
Like how to address elders or the vampire hierarchy.
Owen would hate it but he would learn for Louis.
The sound of loud banging on the front door took Louis from his thoughts.
He wondered who it could be, he didn’t schedule any meetings for today.
Louis gently removed his hands from Owens neck and left him with a kiss on the forehead.
He will be back soon, and when his lover wakes up he’ll never leave him again.