A Little LackingTitle: A Little LackingA Little Lacking3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pairing: nonexplicit but very pointy-pointy ConWorth
Warnings: language and vampirism-centric nonsense
Summary: He knew it would be World War III to get Worth to eat vegetables, but this was a pretty good start to improving his own dinners.
A Little Lacking
The Styrofoam takeout box squeaked, almost affronted, when it hit Worth's desk. The rail-thin man craned out from behind his newspaper and over his propped-up loafers and stared. Conrad stared right back, just a little to the left and at a crack in the mold-spotted wall.
"N'yer a pretty lil' princess," Worth muttered around his cigarette, wiggling his feet as if to spite the box. He raised his grimy newspaper with a fuck-off rustle, a wisp of smoke immediately curling up from the top.
Conrad ground his very pointy and very symmetrical teeth, not prepared to get into the good doctor's name-calling matches so early. Especially when he had a fucking point