Wrote this little bit earlier today:

"So I accidently deleted over 200 photos of Boston at night and Cape Cod. SHIT. I forgot to empty my camara before I went to Canterbury yesterday, but I really thought I had already put the photos on my computer, so I just manually deleted them.

...And they weren't on my computer. shit shit shit fuck damn shit. All the Cape Cod graveyard photos came out awesome and I lost them all. WHY AM I SO FRICKING STUPID? I deleted them to take photos of sheep and fog and htu4iwut e;lfket 2iu4jv l gjr e;io4. For crying out loud I'd sit there and take 40 pictures of the same damn tree at different angles because I THOUGHT I HAD THE SPACE. But does Aerin check these things first? Does Aerin take the precaution to empty her camara onto her computer BEFORE she goes somewhere where she knows she'll take 200 photos? No. Aerin's a moron. <-completely enraged at herself.

Oh I AM SO ANGRY. I deleted some of the best photos I've ever taken. Photos of old New England graveyards are my little obsession. AHHHHHHH!

Screw my humanitarian epistle for class. I'm going to write some pr0n!"


And this was the result...okay, so it isn't quite pr0n, but I am rather fond of it to be honest.

Cain is trying to understand the attraction in Dietrich. The beginning of the hatred and wariness between them. References to Cain x Isaak, Cain x Dietrich, and Isaak x Dietrich, but it's more just...weird. With hints of Isaak retribution if you can find them.
PG13ish for implications. The whole fic is an implication. Approx. 400 words.
Cain POV!

I will probably friends-lock it tomorrow.

( The Reek of Innocence )