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Starting to get a headache, Don rubs the bridge of his nose before finally giving up and telling Vincent, "I paid for your tuition after I saw you getting picked on by those pricks earlier today. I figured you could use something to cheer you up after they just wouldn't leave you alone. I had my mom use my account to pay for the classes. That's what I meant by being handled, everything has been paid in full. Can we please drop it now?" Sulking he leans against the counter waiting for Vincent's reaction.

Vincent frowns, bowing his head a bit as he thinks. "But why? That....doesn't make sense to me." He says, shaking his head a bit. People don't do things without expecting something in return so that can't be all, can it? He looks up at him, head tilted a bit. He just looks so very confused yet again. "Why would you do that?"

"Hmm...basically because I felt like it, I didn't really have any reason to, just did. My mom was also shocked by my request, she probably never expected me to do that to be honest." Barking and growling can be heard as Wolfie paces back and forth near the door, having sensed Don upset about something. Sighing he scratches his head, "I better go out there real quick and calm Wolfie down." Getting up he walks over to the door and slips out before Wolfie can push her way in.

Vincent just frowns at his words. "But that makes no sense." His brain cannot compute it at the moment. He's never had anyone that wanted to help without expecting something in return, be it something small or big. He does kind of edges away from the door a bit. Wolfie may not want to bite his face off, but Wolfie is still big and a wolf. "Alright then..." He says. He ends up pouting though he doesn't realize it as he thinks.

After a few minutes Don finally gets Wolfie to calm down, sending her back off to guard the property. Coming in he closes the door behind him, seeing the pout on Vincent's face. He freezes there for a moment just staring at his pout. Without thinking he goes over to Vincent, putting his arms on either side of him as he leans in close to him and stares into his eyes.

"You don't want to know how that expression makes me feel, I don't know what I might do to you." His face is a bit flush and his heart beat picks up. He didn't understand how or why he was acting this way but he couldn't help it.

Vincent is probably thinking too much on this, but his brain cannot accept that Don did that for nothing so he's trying to figure out what Don wants in exchange. He kind of jumps and squeaks when Don is suddenly there and so very close at the moment. "What?" He kind of squeaks, surprised. He knows exactly what Don means, though he doesn't realize what expression he had on his face. His body does feel a bit warm at the moment.

"That pout you had on your face, when I see it I want to do something to make it go away." Staring at Vincent intently his face slowly inches closer, then he moves his head so that his mouth is near Vincent's ear. "I don't know what this feeling is but you're the first person to ever make me feel this way..." He just stands there, really close to Vincent, as if taking comfort in his presence. "There's so many urges of things I want to do to you now because of that pout that you had, all of which seems embarrassing, but I still want to do them." Pulling his head back his looks into Vincent's eyes again. Suddenly he leans in and gives him a kiss.

Vincent can't help but try and lean away, even if it isn't impossible. People being this close makes him nervous. Don being this close makes him nervous, but that's not all. His brain is not co-operating right now. He wants to put space between them. He blushes and shivers a bit with how close Don is. It isn't entirely unpleasant, him being this close. "What...what kind of things?" He says before swallowing a bit, not knowing if he wants to know the answer. He makes a little noise at the kiss, but he isn't trying to pull away. He isn't sure what to do. Part of him wants to give in, but another part doesn't understand.

Seeing Vincent's reaction to him, his body begins to feel like its burning up. Pulling back from the kiss, he looks Vincent in the eyes, his voice taking on a seductive pitch, "I want to make you mine." Wrapping one arm around Vincent's back, he holds him steady as he leans in and begins nibbling and kissing at the base of Vincent's neck. His other hand caressing Vincent's hair. "I want you to belong to me alone, Vincent."

Vincent just looks at him with wide eyes, surprised at what's going down right now. He definitely didn't expect this to happen to say the least. He kind of shivers, hearing Don's voice, it has an effect on him. He shivers, making a little noise at the nibbling and all. That's when his brain finally starts to work again and he tries to push Don away. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. This is going too fast here." And Don is acting a bit possessive.

Hearing Vincent say that he stops and straightens, "So you're not feeling better than?" Letting go of him he takes a few steps back, looking like a sad puppy. "I thought that would make you feel better, what with your pouting and all. Sorry about that..." He hurries back upstairs to his room, flopping down onto his bed.

"What the hell did I just do? I probably scared the shit out of him, and myself, by doing that." Sighing he rolls onto his side so that his back is to the door. "He'll probably want to keep his distance now..."

Vincent is a bit overwhelmed at the moment. He did not expect Don to do any of this to say the least. Not the tuition thing nor the possessive trying to claim thing. He just doesn't know how to react to it or anything. He tries to say something, but he can't get any words out. And then Don is gone.

He ends up following after Don, just peeking into his room. He's confused, it's not like he hated what Don was doing. He's just so very confused about it all. "Why did you do that?" He asks softly.

"...Honestly I don't know, I just felt like I had to...I can't put it any other way." Don sighs, not sure what's going to happen now. He thought he had finally found a person to be friends with, since he just got this weird pull towards Vincent. But after what happened that was probably shot now.

"You don't have to stay if you don't want to...its not like I can make you stay. Just tell my mom when you want to leave, its probably better if she takes you home..." Not once does he turn over to look at Vincent, his chest feeling like he was having trouble breathing.

Vincent doesn't hate him or anything, he's just confused. Why did Don do that and why did he like it. It doesn't make any sense to him. "Okay then..." And he definitely doesn't understand Don's why. But then again he has no way to explain why he liked it.

"Do....do you want me to leave?" He asks softly, looking down. He doesn't want to leave....he doesn't have many friends really, especially since he moved to come to college.

Sighing, Don rolls over to his other side so that he can look at Vincent, "I don't want you to go, but what I did probably freaked you out, which I never meant to do. I'm just sulking since I scared you like that, thinking you wouldn't want anything more to do with me..." getting up he seats himself Indian style on the bed. "How about this, since you've heard a lot about my past why don't you tell me some things about yourself. You haven't really said much about your family except that you would help around the house and all. What's your family like?"

Vincent tilts his head a bit as Don talks. "Well, it's not like you just kept going or anything once I didn't want to." He says. Now that would've ended with him wanting nothing more to do with Don. And him trying to pay Don back for the tuition which would probably happen either way. He kind of tenses at the question. "Ah....I really don't have one?" He's not used to talking about himself to say the least.