How the fuck was this shit a win? BOYS WERE FUCKING IDIOTS.
And no, no it wasn't. Shamal had every right to stop home after all, especially if he wanted to grab dinner before heading to a bar! He was quiet though just in case Chiaki was resting.
Quiet enough to freeze at the edge of the carpet in the livingroom. Two teens wrapped in bandages and shirtless. Two teens conked out, the slightly smaller one had a foot across the young man's, probably wiggled in her sleep...
...the boy was Yamamoto.
There were several lovely diseases he could give the boy. Yes, he'd gotten a new hemorrhagic sample the other day and he needed to test it. What to do, what to do? Hmmm. Chiaki needed her sleep. With an annoyed sigh he crouched and reached forward to wrap a hand in the boy's hair. Hopefully the kid would wake up without screaming. He'd have to kill Yamamoto if he screamed!
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And no, no it wasn't. Shamal had every right to stop home after all, especially if he wanted to grab dinner before heading to a bar! He was quiet though just in case Chiaki was resting.
Quiet enough to freeze at the edge of the carpet in the livingroom. Two teens wrapped in bandages and shirtless. Two teens conked out, the slightly smaller one had a foot across the young man's, probably wiggled in her sleep...
...the boy was Yamamoto.
There were several lovely diseases he could give the boy. Yes, he'd gotten a new hemorrhagic sample the other day and he needed to test it. What to do, what to do? Hmmm. Chiaki needed her sleep. With an annoyed sigh he crouched and reached forward to wrap a hand in the boy's hair. Hopefully the kid would wake up without screaming. He'd have to kill Yamamoto if he screamed!