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He walked out of the jewelry store feeling very pleased with his purchase. It was nice that such businesses were open at late hours. It took him a while to pick out the perfect thing especially considering what it was he wanted. But now he had it in a bag and now headed out into the night, eager to give it to a certain beautiful woman.

Dating a human was never in Peter's plans yet somehow it happened anyway. Peter only heard of such things happening in stories. Rigby read those stories and Peter wondered if she had any idea she was like the featured heroines. Probably not: Peter no longer had a reflection but he was sure he looked the same as he did when he was human. As far as anyone knew, Peter was human.

Peter walked the familiar path to Rigby's apartment. She didn't know he was coming, but that was the whole point; Peter wanted his arrival a surprise. Finally he made it to her apartment door. Peter took an unnecessary breath, combing his fingers through his hair before knocking on the door. He waited a few anxious minutes for it to open. Rigby's smiling face greeted him from the other side.

"Peter!" she gasped happily. "What a wonderful surprise!"

"Yes, it is," he agreed. The girl stepped forward and kissed the vampire on the cheek. Peter turned and claimed her mouth inside. One hand slid up into her hair as his lips hungrily parted to taste more of her warmth.

"Come in," she whispered, pulling him along as she stepped backward into her apartment. Peter smiled against her lips and happily stepped over the threshold. Blindly he groped around to shut the door behind him. Peter could very easily throw her down now but he had the bag in his hand to think about.

"I brought you something," he told her. He pulled away, holding out the bag for her. Rigby gasped, her eyes lighting up in delight.

"Oh, Peter," she sighed. "You didn't have to."

"Believe me," he answered, "I did." Rigby beamed at him before turning her attention back to the bag. Her hands shook eagerly as she pulled a long black box out of the bag. She opened it and she let out a gasp of delight. A silver choker dangled on her fingers as she held it up to the light.

"It's beautiful," Rigby smiled. She twisted her hair off her neck. "Will you put it on for me?" Peter licked his lips, eyeing her bare neck hungrily.

"I can't," he said with a shake of his head. Rigby turned, frowning at him. If he had a heart it would be racing in his chest. "That choker is pure silver," Peter continued. "I can't touch it."

"Are you allergic?" Rigby asked, her frown deepening. Peter swallowed, avoiding her gaze. He meant to tell her the truth tonight but now found he was reluctant to do it. He liked Rigby; he didn't want to let that go.

"Yes," Peter answered finally. "Something like that."

"But then..." Now Rigby was confused, her eyebrows knotting together. "Why would you give me this?"

"Because... I care about you." Peter leaned forward, pressing their lips together in a soft kiss. And I don't want to hurt you, he finished in his mind. He pulled away, licking his lips. "Please put it on," he hissed out. Her neck was so tempting. Rigby did as he asked and Peter let out a sigh of relief. She was safe now.

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