"I can explain!" He blurted out.

Ringo did a double take. George was there alright, but not in the mirror. He gripped the edge of the sink until his knuckles turned white, as white as George's reflection.

"Y-Your..." Ringo's breathe quickened. "Fuck, y-your..."

"A vampire." George finished, and he caught him before he fell. Ringo's eyes fluttered. His chest squeezed painfully as he tried to even his breathing. Ringo's heart was clenching and unclenching in his chest.

Fuck. George screamed in his head. Fuck, don't tell me---

"I-I feel like fainting, Geo." Ringo whimpered, eyes fluttering until they closed.

"Shit." George muttered, eyes going wide. "Don't faint on me Rings!"

Ringo gave out a nervous laugh.

"You're a bloody vampire." He gasped out. Ringo gave him a weak smile. "No pun intended."