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⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Eyes widened slightly as the lines on his forehead creased deeper, twin eyebrows twitching as the wolf tried to control his expression, not wanting to give away more of his reaction to the quite passionate declaration coming from his friend. Derek knew, of course he did know, how it is to want to protect and shield someone who meant this much to him. Alas, such sentiments had brought out some, or at least a few bad decisions on his part, the always present instinct to throw himself head first on path of any harm that his loved ones were facing. If not for his abilities to heal, to take another step, another heartbeat ticking away before.....stopping. Revive. Take another breath come, another one.... ....every cell in his body vibrating with the need to steal another moment...one more. The slightly surprised expression slowly faded into one of melancholy, eyelids dropping lower and lower as if wanting to proved some protection for the hazel hues so that no emotions could be read, almost as if apologetic. No wish was there to see his... Lavi, see go through same moments again and again. "I'm wanted by many." Trying to play it off as a little cocky statement, the lycan let out a snort whilst shaking his head, one hand grabbing the redhead's neck to give it a soft squeeze. "Don't forget who the hunter is here, you better focus on not becoming the meal. That is all.....all I need and want." A soft smile was given at last, the other male had become such a big puzzle piece in his life, and losing that piece, it might shatter the wolf as badly as his family dying on that damned night. It scared him knowing that one person now held this much weight in his life, but nonetheless, having that....by all darkness and hardships he had to face; god, was he fucking blessed.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; The bitter taste of metal was coating the back of his throat, the hole which was still leaving a little gap open from when Allison's arrow pierced the tender flesh, refused to heal up as any other wound he had received over the years. And not to brag about that, the lycan had his fair share of near-death experiences that would have left a normal person in pieces by now. This tho, this felt as if a foreign force was keeping the void open, eating away every cell which tried to heal up and become whole again. Derek's mind was running all over the place as he tried to calm his body down, the rush of adrenalin still leaving traces behind that made his muscles twitch. With his eyes closed, he didn't need to see the redhead's expression to know this, the other male started to slowly slip away, leaving behind only a coldness so biting that when the wolf reached out to take hold of his friend...it felt as if fire gazed his skin for a little second. This physical pain was nothing compared to the fear and agony that he knew he would feel if Lavi slipped away in ways that no amount of strength and arms he would possess, could bring him back. Finally, tho, his own, shaky fingers, were able to hook themselves in the redhead's sleeve, then with a gentle tug on it Derek was able to feel the tender, icy skin. Eyes slowly opening he tried to swallow, but it didn't help as just more crimson oozed out of his body, leaving a horrid sketch of agony behind as more life was drained outta him. "Mo......sh..." Mountain ash, that is what prevented him from getting better. The undead hunter must have coated her weapon in it, knowing very well that it would prove fatal for a supernatural being; keeping the will of the one who wielded it. One was for sure, Allison still wanted him dead, their families spilled so much of each other's blood...and it was never enough. It was so tiring, this endless cycle of hatred and rage which flew through their veins like poison, driving them mad, driving anyone mad. Trying, he really did try, to offer his old companion a wide smile; failed. Lips quivered as if he were a toddler about to start to cry, not that this was his intention."'s fine...."

"...fin'.." He always was.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Emotions rushed over him like blood did through his body, filling up every part of him the faster the mind and heart raced against the other; those words uttered were nothing but irking the wolf within. Like a tiny, innocent twitch tugging at his flesh as he tried to remain silent, Derek's fingertips dug deeper and deeper into his skin, creating crimson crescents that bled right back into a fading pink. His supernatural healing only enabling the werewolf to bleed without any blood being spilled, silent and unnoticed it only stung him whilst vanishing as the moon did when the morning came to shine.

The only reason why his claws were not piercing and tearing out those vocal cords from the other males throat, was the simple reminder that Lavi was more than able and capable of defending himself; something he had proven so many times. Alas, to bite his tongue and seal his lips, whilst something he had learned to hold up strongly, in order not to be overwhelmed by the rage that his mouth could spark up the moment the lips would part. Almost as if his own bitterness would spread like venom, infecting those who would hear him; by all means it was something he had paid for many times. Derek was simply furious right now tho. What was said with such mockery in the tone, laced with a little of want that Derek very well could recognize, almost triggered him into a full shift. If that were to happen, Derek honestly wondered if he would be able to hold himself back, as the memories of his lonesome roaming through strangers woods ad land came flooding back. Treated like a brainless beast he would be forced to endure whatever his body and mind were put through; most of the time it was the body that forced was into acts which burned themselves into his brain like a negative of a photograph waiting to develop every time the flashbacks scratched at the gray area of his brain. Walls high and wide, those were put up in order to shroud them into full darkness, letting them rest there like an unatoned sins that no holy spirit nor god could extinguish. Teeth gritting together, the lycan let his hands drop down to each side of his body, expression rid of any emotions as he spoke with an even and calm tone, chilling like an icy shower dripping down ones skin. "Careful. Comparing a monkey to a real ' beast', Kong was a mocking example of a human concept how to tame something akin to them.... what you are dealing with is more akin to a wildfire. Only an idiot tries to subdue it into a cage...tch. "A mocking smirk curled those lips upwards, sharp canine teeth peeking just shyly from underneath. "Then again, I shouldn't expect more from a circus chimpanzee. "

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Taste of metal laid heavy on his tongue even after brushing his teeth for the third time, perhaps that too was a problem since the longer it went on, the harder he was pressing the bristles into his gums just to remove the taste. Alas, nothing seemed to help, and if anything, it was making it worse as small droplets of bright pink splattered down into the sink. With every drop following it, the shade of it darkening into a crimson veil blooming as it fell from his lips. "Fuck..the hell was that.." Taking a deep breath, Derek tried to ignore the small whiff of blood spreading through his bathroom, and at least he was used to this scent since it was his own. So many cuts, bruises and moments where the flesh was also scorched so badly that it turned black. But this time whatever sneaked upon him in his own dreams-or whatever it was, as it felt more like a memory that burned was into his mind to remember. Remember the pain, every hit of the heavy hand felt pre-recorded as to make sure that his body would never forget it; pulling it up like a wall to block out whatever came to strike down on him. And it seemed to work, the pain he should feel after brushing his mouth clean of the top layer of asking, appeared like a dull ache when a little stone was thrown lightly at you. No wonder he was able to go this far and do such damage to the inner cavern, bits of flesh still hanging on the toothbrush like spiderwebs dipped into red paint. It made the wolf shake his head, grabbing the thing before hurling it right into the trash before storming off back into the waste living room of his loft. With the back of his hand, the lycan wiped his lips, soaking it into the crimson liquid a little bit, good thing that the shirt was in a darker color so it only stained it without leaving behind any other trace. For a human it would be easily dismissed, it were the wolves that he should be worried about tho and perhaps..... speak of the devil, there was Lavi happily spreading out on his couch, legs lifted on the small wooden table. Swallowing hard Derek forced the bitter bile in his mouth down before flashing a small grin at his 'intruder', swapping off the legs from the one furniture he often partook in dining. Hoping that his little gesture still hid well what he had done, the redhead perceived things ten times sharper than another human he had encountered. "Surprised to see you here...didn't you have a ...'thing' tonight." At the 'thing' word, Derek lifted a questioning eyebrow at the other male, teasingly.

Shut it down, whatever you are feeling is irrelevant. Hate, despise, pain, loneliness, desire, wants... feel nothing, feel less than nothing. But always remember this taste of blood, drink it up like water because it will be the only thing you're allowed to 'consume. For a moment the room seemed to shrink into something darker, random letters flashing before his eyes as the wolf tried to pay them no attention, his demeanor never changing or wavering as something in him pulled at his heartstrings to obey the uttered words. "Was it that bad, or am I just more interesting?" The mask he had slipped on stayed solid, a wide grin now drawn upon its porcelain surface remained there permanently, this persona felt familiar. And he hated it.

⊰ ☾ ⊱~; The way that Lavi leaned closer towards him had Derek consider if he should follow the slight incline, in the other direction tho since such actions had people trying to 'whisper' into his ear -which he was not a fan of. Their breath tickling his skin whilst hearing that shushed tone crispy clean, benefits of his superhuman side, a pain in the ass since so many women tried to be sensual with such an approach. Putting that aside, the lycan decided to lean in towards the redhead it was the close proximity with the other male that had him relax a tad, the scent of 'family' washing over him like a warm hug before he was able to concentrate on what was being said. Definitely had him bite his tongue tho, as he listened closely how the steady rhythm of Lavi's heartbeat did a little leap before steadying itself as if nothing happened; Derek found it somewhat adorable that there was still a tiny bit of a child-like tendency hidden underneath all those shadows which haunted the redhead. Had him almost reach out to pull the other male closer, their foreheads touching in a familiar gesture that he did tend to repeat with his father; something little that Aaron had started, according to Talia, ever since he was a tiny pup. Nonetheless, being his awkward self who did have a sarcastic side to his brooding one, the wolf simply offered Lavi a bite of his food, waiting for the said male to swallow it. "Such a good boy, you learned a new trick finally." Saying that, a little pat on the head was given to his friend. "Besides...you know you're comparing yourself to a bunch of werewolves arguing if the dress they are seeing on the phone, is 'golden white or sky blue'...and YOU, being the one who said "Dress, what dress, I see nothing." before everything blew up?" Both eyebrows lifted up to aid this 'questioning' gaze that Derek wanted to portray, betrayed only by the slight upturn of his lips as the urge to smile was fought back. This here, this here exactly felt almost like .... home.