CURSED.

shiro would hold onto the box hesitantly. it’s meant to be a gift, but it was a bit bloody and the wolf had no idea what it could be. hiding behind a mask he squints a bit. he wants to accuse him of trying to be funny. what possibly could he be trying to give him where the box was so, well, gross. still he seemed to decide to humor the devil and carefully opened it. a looks of suspicion immediately became one of surprise. body parts didn’t bother him. he’s woken up from full moons with worse around him than what was in his little gift box. though it was a tongue? and shiro looked a bit disgusted and slightly hurt, because he felt mocked. riled up a bit the wolf didn’t say anything and just stared at the gift before almost throwing it at clark. his face was scrunched with confusion and a bit of betrayal at his boyfriend. he shoves the devil, silently accusing him as his brows would knit together angrily. a quick flash of his hands as he questioned him. shiro would punch him in his arm, though he seemed to be holding back a bit when he hit him.

oh, she’s definitely stuck in the tree. she wasn’t going to admit that just yet though, the wolf trying to figure out a proper way to get down. “oh!” she inches a bit further out on the branch she was standing on. “hey romeo! i’m gonna jump down and you’re gonna catch me, okay?! i trust you!” she’s not giving much warning other than that before the wolf leaps from the branch she had been clinging to. it’s a bit high, but nothing that would seriously injure her if she ended up hitting the ground instead. oh but she was sure he could catch her. he’s super strong so! she had faith in him.

hiro followed him to sit down without missing a beat in his conversation. though he does pause in the middle of a sentence to thank him for the seat. “oh! i forget that you don’t mind looking at pictures. most people just nod and keep going.” he waits a moment before getting his phone, seeing if the other had anything to say. it didn’t seem so and that was usually how it was so hiro didn’t really mind. “here! there’s a few other dogs i took pictures of them since the last time we hung out,” he informed. hiro placed his phone on the table, facing it towards the other so he could see the various dog pictures hiro had on his phone. most of them had hiro in them either hugging the dog or having it lick his face. though the one from today was a rather small corgi that hiro took a picture of as it sniffed his hand. “he was really nice, super cute. when i bent down to pet him he tried to jump into my lap,” he laughs. “they just called him boss. kinda a funny name for a little dog huh?”  there’s a short pause before he remembers he was supposed to be telling stories. “so! when i was hiking the other day there was this small stream and i caught the biggest fish with my bare hands, like! this big!” he stretches out his arms. he’s exaggerating the size a bit, but still. “i forgot to take a picture, but i swear. do you like hiking? i can teach you how to catch fish with your hands. you don’t even have to eat them if you want, it’s just really fun to try, plus i like swimming. do you like to swim? maybe we can do that too. that’ll be fun, yeah.”

it seemed routine now, coming to this coffee shop. sure he liked to visit every now and again, but he made a friend. did he make a friend? he thought so, but anyhow they would visit the same time so hiro tended to follow that pattern as well. it comes down to hiro asking him if he was going to see him again next week so now it was kinda like they planned the meet ups, right? that made him kinda happy and there’s a skip to his step as he enters the little coffee place. “you’re here!” his voice rose with excitement. he had to remind himself to use a more indoor voice. “but it’s not like i was thinking that you wouldn’t be here. i’m just happy to see you again, yeah? yeah!” his new friend has already proved he didn’t mind how much hiro tended to talk. “do you have any cool stories? oh i saw a really nice dog on the way here. he licked my hand and tried to follow me here. he was really friendly. that’s not really a cool story though, i just figured i tell you. oh! i might have some stories, but you first.” since once hiro started he didn’t stop. he was just trying to be polite.

he’s feeling better, but that doesn’t mean shiro was going to stop now. he pulls away from the wolf and shiro sits up a little. he still feels bad for biting him arm like that. he breathes out quickly, a short and hushed laugh when clark demands more kisses with shiro on top of him. he’s happy to oblige, climbing on top of the other he straddles his lap and peppers kisses along his face. the wolf’s hand reaches for his, lacing their fingers together a bit as he kissing along clark’s neck and jaw. he still gives him a few whines and whimpers as an apology, shiro pressing a few kisses to his lips now. 

sometimes he felt a little overwhelmed with all of the compliments. embarrassed too, the wolf huffing and grumbling under his breath a little as clark continued to go on with how handsome he was and how much he loved him. then again the same could be said back. though he told the devil in his own way. despite thinking how extra clark could be, eyes rolling at the way he would take off his clothes, he still liked watching. his stare follows him into the tub and shiro follows as soon as he was told to. he steps into the water facing clark, the wolf more concerned about getting his fill of looking at his boyfriend. he hummed with appreciation. the warm water feels nice. it helps him relax a little, hands dipping beneath the suds. 

his boyfriend was still complaining and whining, wanting nothing to do with shiro. but he’s not pushing him away or pulling out of his grip, so he continued rubbing his cheek against him and whining softly. the wolf lifts his face when shiro showed off the bite mark. it looked pretty aggressive. he felt guilty. shiro’s touch moved to clark’s arm, kissing along the bite mark in an apologetic manner. he kisses the wound a few times. he’d continue the little whines, only because he wanted the other to forgive him for accidentally biting him. shiro’s kisses trailed lightly up his arm and kissing his shoulder a bit before the wolf pressed his lips against the devil’s neck. he’d kiss a few more times before burying his face close, nudging him with a small huff.

it’s comforting, the touch to the back of his head. he looks back over his shoulder at clark when he mentioned wanting to give him a massage and cuddling as well. he wasn’t expecting all that, but it was clark and he should’ve guessed it. there’s a flicker of a smile and he turns away. “mm.” he gives the devil a bit of a look, stripping out of his dirty clothes when asked of him. most of shiro’s injures seemed to be on his hands. those a few scattered his arms and obviously there were the one’s on his face. he waits until clark’s done with starting the bath before he reaches out, fingers curling into his shirt with a tug as he tries to get the devil out of his clothes as well.

he scoffed, rolling his eyes as clark insisted he was hot with all of his injuries. he’s glad that’s his response though instead of asking a million questions on what happened and how. a bath sounded nice though, the wolf humming softly in response. his eyes fluttered closed as he felt the gentle touches to the side of his face. it’s almost instinct that he leans into it. the wolf blinks open his eyes, staring down at his hands. it’s probably not worth cleaning the cuts up before getting a bath. he shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head. he didn’t want clark to waste his time. he’ll be fine. instead he nods up. he’d rather just take a bath with the other and clean up that way. he doesn’t move yet though and lightly pressed his forehead against the devil in a soft headbutt, letting an affectionate nuzzle follow after before he moves towards the bathroom. hm. he was really tired, he’ll probably end up falling asleep afterwards.