Tom Apartment

@❈♞ Yan Sheng It was like clockwork, how Yan always came to save the day. He always seemed disinterested, but Tom expected nothing less: why would a vampire care to nurse a human back to health? He'd been a food source and a toy for a while now, which he had no problem in being. It was the times that it was in the upper part of his apartment that made it difficult to get to the door, but thankfully the prince hadn't been able to make it past the couch. A familiar three knocks came, a tad later than they usually would, but Tom didn't mind. He hadn't even cared to fix his messy curls or wipe the sweat, blood, spit, or off of himself this time around, which he knew would inconvenience Yan. With a groan, he stood up, slipped his pants back on, and moved to open the door. "My bad, I didn't clean up for you. I can do that while you make yourself at home." His voice was a bit strained, a bit breathy, and he winced as more blood dribbled from the two bites in his neck and down his chest when he gestured to the inside. "Just... don't sit on the couch," he cleared his throat and then moved to the side to let the elite into the room

@♙ Tom Holland Once again it was set on Yan to ensure that the human was taken care of. With a soft sigh he moved slowly up the apartment complex and to the listed destination. This was more than enough "excitement" in Yan's life. He wanted to just get this over with. Yan himself knew nothing of how to care for a human. Sure he knew how to look after one, but to nurse one back to health after being drained? Unheard of. The sweets in tow should be something to help recuperate the male faster. He had over heard someone mention that all their human needed after a feeding was something sweet. A swing by the local pastry shop, and twenty minutes later, Yan had more than enough sweets to ensure the human male would be fine. When he found himself staring at the door he rapped his knuckles against the thick wood once, twice, three times and waited for an answer.