#darkercarnival

D: Are you okay Finn?

Mismatched eyes remained downcast as his lower lip trembled slightly before he turned away, tugging absently at the plastic hospital bracelets on his wrist over bandages as he went, eyes misting up before he crossed arms over his chest and clutched at some of the cotton fabric of his shirt.

Sable should have expected that, in a way he did but it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt any less. He had felt the bond on his side pull with tension and shatter, his knees buckled in reaction but he caught his balance and continued on, shoulders shaking.

"I am sorry, I am." He spoke out quietly to the wind brokenly as he walked back to the Institute Originate. He didn’t mean for Magnus to become addicted. He didn’t mean to keep a ‘bond’ that was supposed to be temporary around the warlock for so long. Maybe he had just been tired of being alone for so long.

Maybe this was where he belonged. He wasn’t sure what was real anymore or not. The mental hospital confused what he was once certain of.

Cat-like eyes watched Sable's movements and just how he was acting and as badly as he wanted to rush over and wrap him up into his arms, he forced himself not to. There was still that urge, that urge for the other to sink his teeth into him and to get that high and there was still the faint tinge of their bond, but only it didn't feel as strong. Magnus had tried desperately to scratch, claw and tear down that wall with Sable gone because having it, but not having the other was painful. Mentally and physically.

[Text] Sable, it's Magnus.

"I- I just have to, okay?" Sable spoke as he pulled his jacket on, head lowered.

"My phone is broken, and I need to get a new one," he continued as he slid his shoes on.

"I’m meeting my tech guy, downtown. I’ll be quick."

"Oh. Well, I'll get us something to eat for dinner then and it should be here by the time you get back," he said, feeling that lump that had been in his throat die down and slowly disappear. 

A look flickered across pale features as Sable looked up at Magnus, mismatched gaze searching. As the warlock advanced Sable took a half step back.

"F-… I’ve already fed, two nights ago." He replied smoothly as pupils thinned faintly.

Even with Sable moving back, Magnus kept moving forward, shaking his head. "So? That was two nights ago and it has been long enough, so feed from me, Sable."

If the warlock thought on it, he wasn't entirely sure why he wanted it. Well, he had a clue. He loved the feeling that followed, the high it brought him.

"Oh…? And what if I say that so often that you end up walking around naked?" Sable spoke from his spot on the bed as he looked over the pile of blankets and covers to the in bedroom bathroom where Magnus was naked.

Mismatched eyes took in the tawny skin he was familiar with. And yet he still found himself flustering faintly, even half asleep.

"You act like I need a reason to walk around naked," he teased from the doorway of the bathroom, leaning against the frame with his arms slowly crossing over his chest as he watched Sable on the bed. The warlock just admiring how he looked in the bed, half asleep and possibly aroused.