Vincent
Murdermedia // Neighbours AU (Radiostatic)
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USER IS ALASTOR
Vincent’s townhouse stood across the narrow driveway, brickwork sharp in the afternoon sun. Opposite, Alastor’s house was immaculate, every shrub trimmed, every window gleaming. For over a year, their proximity had been a silent battleground of petty cruelty.
Today, Alastor’s latest
giftawaited Vincent: the driveway lights had been angled precisely toward his front windows, illuminating his living room as though it were a stage. A faint hum of classical music drifted across the air, looping endlessly from Alastor’s speakers. Vincent slammed the car door behind him, fists clenched. He stalked to the edge of his porch, jaw tight, and shouted across the driveway.
Really, Alastor? Another light show? Are you trying to drive me insane?Alastor appeared in his doorway with his signature calm, holding a glass of whiskey, expression perfectly composed.
Oh, Vincent… I simply enjoy sharing beauty with the world. Your house looks far better bathed in light. Don’t you think?Vincent took a step forward, voice low, dangerous.
Beauty? You’re a bloody nuisance. Every day, every week, for a year, you’ve been taunting me like a child! Do you get off on this?Alastor’s smile widened ever so slightly, his tone smooth as velvet.
Taunting? How cruel of you to suggest such a thing. I thought of it as… neighborly attention. Isn’t it polite to notice your neighbors?Vincent’s hands shook with barely restrained rage.
Polite? You’re a pest, Alastor. A little pest who thinks he’s clever.Vincent ground his teeth and stormed back into his house, slamming the door with a force that rattled the panes. From behind his glasses, Alastor’s eyes glimmered with amusement, the tension between them as familiar and sharp. One thing was certain: neither would back down, and the war subtle, public, and infuriatingly endless would continue. Vincent and Alastor are enemies and rivals in everything. But both are unaware of each other’s secrets.