[That... is a point. That part of Fai that wants to taste Iwai again hasn't propelled him toward his boyfriend yet. Hasn't ripped out his throat or slashed him from stem to stern yet.
And dear God, he smells so, so good.
Of course, the subject brings Fai's attention to the blood on the front of Iwai's shirt. His stubborn boyfriend probably didn't even try to patch himself up before he piled them into the car, did he?
So Fai can't just run up to Iwai and curl up against him like he usually would, tucking his face to Iwai's neck. He hasn't felt fangs yet, but the neck seems like a bad idea--and it would put him right up against that bleeding wound. There's a difference between needing to learn control and blatant temptation.
He pads across the frozen ground quietly, lifting shaking hands to comb through his loose hair with his fingers, trying to make some sense of the mess. He probably looks a fright, and even if Iwai doesn't care, Fai does. And Noah's in the car! Fai could just curl up and die of embarrassment right now if he weren't still so afraid. This could still go so horribly wrong.
His hand is cold when he slips it into Iwai's--but whether that's because of what he is now, or because he's been out in nothing but his pajamas for some time is anyone's guess.]
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And dear God, he smells so, so good.
Of course, the subject brings Fai's attention to the blood on the front of Iwai's shirt. His stubborn boyfriend probably didn't even try to patch himself up before he piled them into the car, did he?
So Fai can't just run up to Iwai and curl up against him like he usually would, tucking his face to Iwai's neck. He hasn't felt fangs yet, but the neck seems like a bad idea--and it would put him right up against that bleeding wound. There's a difference between needing to learn control and blatant temptation.
He pads across the frozen ground quietly, lifting shaking hands to comb through his loose hair with his fingers, trying to make some sense of the mess. He probably looks a fright, and even if Iwai doesn't care, Fai does. And Noah's in the car! Fai could just curl up and die of embarrassment right now if he weren't still so afraid. This could still go so horribly wrong.
His hand is cold when he slips it into Iwai's--but whether that's because of what he is now, or because he's been out in nothing but his pajamas for some time is anyone's guess.]
Did you... tell the kids? What I did?