Oddly, it was at that very moment that he finally made the connection that had him putting any doubts about Vincent to rest; Steve had accused him of being a sugar daddy's plaything but that wasn't the case at all and he'd just figured it out! Vincent had always expected them to remain platonic and never pictured him sexually because he was thinking he'd turn him into a vampire, not his lover. Owen felt rather stupid for only putting the puzzle together now, when he'd had the pieces for a while. It had taken this new perspective and Vincent's answer now to make him see it like this, though.
Ironically, during this whole trip he'd been looking for reasons he shouldn't become a vampire, humouring Vincent by listening to his stories and learning a bunch of stuff he'd never known, but the past few nights had been what had made him change his mind, as he'd begun contemplating a life with a man who never aged, would never die. Sure, now he looked like he could be Vincent's son, but the day would come where their positions would be reversed, and then he'd die, if he didn't change. It was weird to contemplate your destiny and a change so dramatic all because of a little sex, but he knew he was falling in love with Vincent and it gave him a new perspective. He didn't want to be without him and his lover had the solution to keeping them together forever. It was nothing to take lightly.
The teenager tucked himself up on his seat, hugging his legs, swivelling inside his seatbelt and smiling at Vincent across the car, his head resting on the plush seat back and his gaze glued to the vampire. "You had a peculiar undercurrent because you were jealous of Steve and you didn't even know it," he laughed softly. "You were only thinking of me becoming a vampire, not your lover, so you didn't understand why you hated him. But that's changed, now - the bit about us being lovers, I mean," he explained, not ready to tell Vincent yet that he was pretty sure he'd changed his mind about the vampirism thing, too. There were still a lot of factors to work out between them and things could still go wrong. He didn't want to be too hasty.
Their love had changed and become sexual, surprising them both. Imagine what his friends would think! Not that he really cared, they'd accept it or they wouldnt, it was their loss if they didn't. Someone who wasn't such a flippant presence in his life, however, reared up in his mind and caused him to gasp a little, his eyes widening slightly with surprise. "What are we going to tell Mum? How do you think she's going to take the news about us?" It was one thing to fall under Vincent's spell in far off countries and indulge his every fantasy with him, but quite another to return home and tell his mother about it! He didn't even know if she was aware that Vincent swung both ways, she probably only knew him as his father's best friend and that was it. It might make her really upset to find her darling son, over whom she was extremely protective, was dating a six hundred year old man.
