Wolf of the Sea

“I can smell ya from over here. Why the hell would I want to play with you?”

"Here, have my jacket"

"Do we have any more blankets?"

"I think I/you have frostbite"

"You're shivering"

"It's not that cold"

"Let's get a fire going"

"Just think warm thoughts"

"We're snowed in"

"Do you want to build a snowman?"

"Your lips are turning blue"

"I can't feel my feet"

"Make sure you bring a jacket"

  He felt warm. Her lips trail to the tip of his nose only to part ways. Her forehead replaced where her lips once were as she stared deep into his eyes. So close, she never been this close to him before, she can feel the warmth from his breath hit her skin. “Is the feeling pleasant? Or awful?” she murmured, afraid if she spoke loud then he’ll push her away….she didn’t want to be pushed away, not now at least.    

 Slowly her eyes close. “Home can bring both pain and joy…I don’t want to bring you painful memories….I don’t want that to be the reason why we fight.” What is she saying? Why was she saying it? He’s making her say and do strange things. It’s scared her.

 She reopens her eyes and remove herself off of him. “Maybe I should go,” she said, avoiding the male eyes as if it was the cause of her strange behavior. “We’re not acting like ourselves,” she added.

Pleasant. It felt pleasant. But for some reason while in the company of Kami, he couldn’t say it. He couldn’t break his lips apart. If he did, he might lose himself inside the awful temptations he’d been feeling -- the tedious gnawing at chest that he’d feel when her lips trailed his nose and when she looked him in the eyes. He thought that he would be okay if maybe they would part, but as soon as she pulled herself away, dread took focus inside his eyes, and he could only stare at her. The only plus side was that he could speak freely with no threats of temptation, but he didn’t know if it was worth it.

“If you know my past then you understand how painful it is,” his husky voice rang in the prior quietness, aiming the words at Kami. “But there were these moments... So lost in the past from my hundreds of years of living, that were pleasant.” He paused before grabbing Kami’s hand the genilist he could. He wasn’t drunk any more. Barely intoxicated. “You remind me of those times.”

And he nudged her with a pull towards him, again just as gently as he grabbed her hand. But instead of having her close, he kept a comfortable distance. Hibiki bent slightly so that he was eye to eye with his fellow wolf. “And what’s wrong with that?” No curses, no profanity. His face was coated in seriousness. “Does it scare you?”

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours / send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

Of course Lauren would leave something on the damn floor. To the wolf, the woman was always a clutz, and it probably didn’t help that they were drinking. Thankfully Lauren was still sober, however Hibiki was out of it.

That’s when Lauren tripped on one of the cups on the floor, slipped on the tile and landed on top of the demon. A grunt escaped him as he hit the floor, but his hands went instinctively to Lauren’s arms and her waist to hold her up. 

He stared up at her, a sigh escaping his mouth as the two were only a few inches apart. 

“H-Hey, are you alright?” He questioned, his drunkenly nice persona taking over his usual jackassery. Hibiki lifted himself up halfway and watched her carefully before he lifted his hand and traced her jawline, slightly slurred words following. “You know. You’re beautiful. I like that about you.”

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

He was in his house, of course, and Kami had been visiting. No doubt it would be a while since the she wolf came around a lot, as well as Kaiden, but he didn’t mind as long as they didn’t cause a fuss.

Kami askd to use Hibiki’s shower. Whatever, no big deal. He didn’t care too much since if he needed water he could just run out into the ocean like he always did. 

Which, he was about to do had he not walked passed his bathroom and heard singing. At first he stayed. It was nice, so he didn’t want to interrupt. But there was a part of him that wanted to mess with Kami.

He waited before banging on the door as loud as he could.

“Aye, dickface! You should probably stop singing! You’ll break the mirror!”

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

“How the fuckin’ hell did this happen?”  Hibiki mumbled, slamming his arm against the door. He didn’t think to look behind him to see if anyone else was in there. “Of course it’s a fuckin’ closet! Of all things. Jesus christ.”

When he turned around, he saw the human. “The fuck are you?”

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

Sees that it’s almost winter time.

 "What do you mean I remind you of your family?“ 

   Here she thought she had him figure out, but only to be proven wrong. She barely knows the younger wolf —they barely know each other. ‘Are we more alike than we like to admit?’ Her eyes and expression soften at the thought. She wraps her arms around his neck, her legs at each side of his body, she then presses her lips against his forehead. “I’m sorry,” was all she could muffle out. For the first time, she wanted to know everything about him.

The wolf’s face heats up, causing his skin to flush a disastrous scarlet color. His hands, out of habit, found their way to her waist unconsciously while his orchid eyes stared up at her. He was sobering up, but he kept his cool. Had he said something to make her do something like that? Why was she apologizing?

He never once questioned why they were so close.

“Kami,” he said, nuzzling his head against  her lips, once again unconscious of the fact he was doing it. Not because he was too intoxicated, but because it was nice. It’s something his body just naturally did when the girl had kissed his forehead. “I mean that being around you makes me feel at home.”

“The dogs are in heat”