Dystopian Future

He hadn't mean to do it, but he let go of a relaxing breath when the man pulled away, and relaxed a bit. Even if the man had been gentle, and feeling how he touched his hair felt nicer than he thought, he still felt better when no one touched him. Rivik walked over and soon climbed into his arms and Ezra almost hugged the fox as a child would hug a stuffed animal, something he was to old for, but Rivik didn't comment it. Having Rivik in his arms made him feel better at once and for a second he almost felt like start crying, obviously he had tensed up more than he thought he had, but he pulled himself together, at least for now. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second, turning off all emotions he could, something he learned in his captivity, refusing to let the guards see any emotions from him. But as he did, he felt like a mess, and once again he wondered why on earth Zemin had started liking him. It didn't see like the wolf knew either, but it had to be something, something Ezra couldn't understand. If he sought someone that could make potions, curses, amulets, summon spirits among other things, sure, but the man hadn't asked for any of those things.

Rivik looked at Zemin, making Ezra do the same. He had been so lost in his thought that he hadn't even noticed that Xue had given Zemin his hoodie, or that the man was freezing, which wasn't strange. Even if the man hadn't been naked, the house wasn't to warm, and it wasn't like the brothers had a lot of clothes to put on. But before he could do something about it, Zemin spoke to him again.
"Glad to know it" he only answered as he slowly stood up and emptied the cup and refilled it. Damn he couldn't remember when he was this shaken up, once again he found that it was years ago. He wasn't proud of letting the brother's see him like that, but he couldn't do much about it. He was just glad that they couldn't understand what went on in his mind or see how shaken he really was, even if what he shown was bad. Jax placed himself at his side and Ezra patted the wolf without thinking, calming down but the spirits present. He sipped on the wine some more before he remembered that Zemin was cold and he snapped his fingers making a blanket appear from the spirit world, and he gave it to him, before he sank down in his chair, looking at the food seeing he wasn't hungry anymore, and he gave the plat to Jax's, as he leaned back, closing his eyes, calming himself even more.

Even though Ezra didn’t say anything to suggest Zemin had done anything wrong, the wolf was clearly able to sense it. He didn’t understand why the other man had tensed up so much, but decided not to ask. Maybe later, however at a time like this it just wasn’t right. Instead the thought of it made him feel sick to his stomach and he almost ended up barfing. Luckily he didn’t do that, but it certainly had been close, that was for sure.
“I feel like we should leave you for a bit”, Xue finally said and pulled his brother with him, away from the table where they could both stand up. Zemin held the blanket closely to his body, still shivering as if there was no tomorrow. A smile had searched its way across his lips and looked intensely at Ezra. His eyes were absolutely huge and it looked totally insane and scary at the same time.
“Thank you for the blanket”, he mumbled and sniffed at it, yet not being able to fully distinguish the scent. What he could sense though, was a hint of the shamans scent and it drove him straight to crazy town. Why had he latched on to someone who didn’t even want him? It was so stupid and painful that it made no sense whatsoever.
“For Christ’s sake! Stop staring, you’re making us all uncomfortable”, Xue exclaimed and grabbed one of the trembling hands. “Bye Ezra, well see you tomorrow I guess”, he continued with an exhausted sigh, as he slowly started dragging Zemin away from the dining room. Slowly but steady.

The younger one continued to drag his older brother up all the stairs and didn’t stop until they reached the attic. Then he seemed to loose all his strength and dropped to the floor, spreading his arms and legs across the dusty surface.
“Why are you making this situation even more uncomfortable than it already is?” He asked and shook his head, which made the dust dance in small clouds.
“Because of my nature I guess”, Zemin answered, still with his teeth clattering. “It’s not like I want it to be this way, you know”, he thereafter stated and sat down beside Xue, curling up on the floor. The blanket was tightly swept around the skinny body and he decided to rest his head on the younger siblings chest.
“Do you want me to shift or are you going to? You’ll probably feel a lot better if you do..”
“I know, but I’ve already done it twice today and my limbs hurt like hell.”
“So I take that as a no?”
“Basically, yes..or maybe? I don’t know.”

In the end it really didn’t matter what they decided on, as they’d both fall asleep anyways. Zemin could sleep wherever he was situated and Xue could in turn always get a good nights sleep when he was accompanied by Zemin. They really made a great team, didn’t they? It hadn’t always been that way though, and they’d only become super close after the death of both parents - when Zemin had especially taken their roles and raised Xue all by himself. The other brother hadn’t been that young, but still in need of guidance. Considering their living situation during the years, the werewolf with the amber eyes had done an excellent job as a parent, and he was still keeping it up.

Ezra more or less only waved his hand as an answer, feeling like his voice wouldn't hold if he tried to talk. And what would he even answer? That he would love if they left him alone, he could do that but it felt to rude to do so. And he could tell Zemin he was welcome but he guessed the other man understood that anyway, so no need. He heard how the brother's walked upstairs and he felt how he relaxed even more.
"Are you alright?" Jax placed his head on his arm.
"Does he look alright moron" Rivik glared at the other spirit and Ezra felt like laughing over the whole situation, but did no such thing.
"Let's go home" he said instead, placing the fox around his neck and sent Jax back to the spirit world, as he left the pub behind him.

Once inside his own flat, he sank to the floor, not being able to hinder the tears anymore. Rivik was at his side without judging or taunting him. Instead the fox placed himself close to Ezra, comforting him, which made him cry even more.
"You are safe now" Rivik tried and Ezra knew that, he was safe in his own home, he hadn't even been in any danger, far from it, but despite that Zemin wasn't like the ones he had met in his past, it was just so much all of it. "I will kill him"
That made Ezra laugh a bit.
"Thank you" he leaned his head against the fox's, who stroke himself against Ezra.
"Always" Ezra tried to collect himself as he stood up, but didn't fully manage as he started brewing some tea, needing energy.

"How was it?" Rivik asked and Ezra didn't turn, only seeing black.
"He was gentle and I can't lie, I liked when he stroked my hair, no one has ever done that before" he whispered.
"Some people do that to calm others, or just show affection"
"I know that, I am not stupid" Ezra smiled a small smile "It's just that the only time someone has touched my hair was when they pulled it, either when they tried to drown me, cut me or burned me, it was so different. All the touches was"
"Well his mind wasn't set on hurting or killing you exactly" Rivik muttered, once again making Ezra smile, but he didn't comment it as he sipped on his tea. "So how will we handle the situation?"
"I don't know Rivik. I can only handle it as it enrolls, seeing that my only options is to avoid the man, but I still need him to figure out more about the vampire"
"I forgot about the fucking vampire, as fucking werewolves wasn't enough. When did things get so complicated?"
"Yesterday, when Jax pulled Zemin into the office"
"Remind me to kill him as well!" Rivik growled and Ezra only raised a eyebrow but once again stayed silence.
"Let's deal with it all tomorrow, I am to exhausted to think" he admitted finishing the cup in the sink before he stumbled into bed, pulling Riviv towards him, and the fox let him, and they soon feel asleep, Ezra cuddling Rivik as a stuffed animal, and the fox smiling.

The grey sky had shifted in colour and the night seemed to have arrived. It was merely another sign of the time rushing by, faster than Zemin could handle. He sat on the floor with both legs crossed, observing his bare feet while Xue walked around the attic multiple times.
“We really need to fix the windows and thereafter the floor, put some furniture around the place and clean it up”, the younger one stated and sat down next to his older brother. “Since most of the windows are broken, I suggest that we shift before we go to bed. Otherwise we’ll most likely not be able to sleep at all”, he continued and looked up at the ceiling, frowning.
“I know”, Zemin answered and went back to looking at his feet. “But it’s going to hurt like crazy you know? And I already shifted like twice today so..” Maybe it wasn’t the best idea ever to turn yet another time, but Xue was right. It didn’t matter wether he wanted it or not - he’d never be able to get a good nights sleep if the was shivering and freezing cold the entire time.
“You know what I’d choose if I was you at least”, Xue stated and started taking off his clothes. He let them fall in a neat pile on the floor before the bones started to break themselves, and he sank down with a whimper. Transforming oneself into something completely different was, by nature, agonisingly painful. Zemin turned away from the disturbing sight and covered his ears with both respective hands. Eventually you got used to the pain, but the sounds always made the older sibling want to puke. He’d never gotten used to them and he assuredly never would. Not in a lifetime, not in two..If was just never going to happen. Fortunately it didn’t come across as terrible when he went through with shifting himself, which was kind of a relief. Throwing up while being in that sort of pain could never do one anything else but bad.

Aren’t you going to turn or what? Xue wondered and scratched himself behind one of the ears, before shaking out the pitch black fur, giving his older brother a long stare.
“Yes, but I’m not exactly happy about it”, Zemin muttered and stood up, leaving the blanket folded on the floor together with the black hoodie. “Could you have the decency and turn away? Please?” He thereafter asked and stared back at the wolf, not giving up their eye contact for even one second.
I really don’t understand why you’re always so fucking sensitive about this stuff, can’t you like turn it off or something?
No, that was basically impossible for someone as Zemin, who didn’t enjoy anything about what he was. Or well, sometimes he did, but right now? Not a chance in hell. When Xue has finally turned his back to the older one, he sank down as the bones in his back gave up. They moved under his skin, slowly creating a new bone structure. It involved quite a bit of snapping, crackling and twisting. Then there was of course a ton of pain involved, but that didn’t really matter. He only cared about the warm, thick fur that’d keep him warm during the night and not the sharp teeth or fluffy ears, nor the tail.
Do you think I scared him? Zemin whispered and stared at the floor, stretching the limbs of his body to make sure everything felt alright.
Most likely, yes. I mean, did you see how he tensed up? Not to speak of the smell of uncomfortableness, it was reeking, Xue said and made a grimace.
Why did it have to be him? I’m never going to be able to do anything with the person I’m mated with, so what’s the point? Isn’t that what it’s all about? Having children and stuff, loving each other and shit..the other werewolf blurted out with a sigh.
Maybe he’ll come around eventually? But I have to say I feel very bad for you and it’s definitely unfortunate for both of you. He’s a nice guy though, so we can’t exactly blame him for it. Plus, we don’t even know what he’s gone through. There’s no point in complaining, considering the circumstances.
Very wise words from someone who’d never felt any kind of comparable emotion or feeling. Zemin rolled his eyes and collapsed in a pile of legs and fur, crying out in frustration.
It still sucks tho! Like really fucking bad.

Ezra woke up, panting and scarred, looking around in fear, as he could see, wondering where he was for a second.
"You are home, in your own bed" Rivik opened an eye walking over and Ezra shared his eyes, needing to see that it was true. Rivik looked towards the ceiling, showing him that he wasn't in the cell. He closed his eyes but opened them almost immediately, as the familiar pictures and feeling from his years as captive washed over him. Rivik placed himself at his side and Ezra felt calmer at once, knowing that the wolf was next to him.
"Are you alright? It was years since you had your last nightmare"
"Everything yesterday, it just went over to nightmares" just as the fox said, it was years since he last had a nightmare, he had taken control over the memories, seeing no reason to fear anymore, but having Zemin so close and touching him made him remember everything.
"I will kill him" Rivik growled and Ezra turned towards the fox.
"You can't blame him for this. I informed him it was alright, I have myself to blame"
"Stupid"
"Yes, it was stupid" Ezra agreed, but he could still remember the calm feeling he had got when the other man touched his hair, but waking up after a night of nightmares, maybe it wasn't worth it. He surprised himself thinking maybe, seeing he should think that it wasn't worth it.
"I need some tea" he left bed, almsot falling over doing so, eager to get away from it and the feeling it gave. Rivik lifted his head, studying him but he didn't say anything about it. Ezra walked over to the kitchen, starting brewing some tea.
"It's still night outside" Rivik informed him, but it didn't matter to Ezra, he didn't wish to go back to bed, and the nightmares. "Make some for me as well"
Ezra barely heard him, but he nodded none the less, and when the tea was done they placed themselves at the table, and the Shaman just looked out, into the distance. Even if he could see himself and the city when Rivik looked at it, it wasn't like he saw it, being lost in thoughts.

"Wow you still look like shit" Rivik turned towards him when he walked out from the bathroom, towel around his hips.
"I am aware" Ezra snapped, to both their surprise, but it all affected him more than he wished for. He had dark circles around the eyes, on top of the scars around them, showing the lack of sleep he had during the night, and he was paler than usual, how that was even possible. Ezra broke the connection with Rivik, not wishing to see himself. Even on a good day, his body looked like a disaster, scares covering it, together with burns and the red marks from the cuffs, he hated it. He could barely remember how he looked before everything happened to him, but even if he hadn't been a cute kid, it had been beter than how he looked now. Once again he wondered why Zemin had taken a liking towards him, what was the reason. He sighed and pushed those thoughts aside as he went to get dress.

He placed the bags with food on the table for the siblings to find, doing with as they pleased before he took the steps towards his office. At least he didn't hate being in the building as much as he had thought, but he hated that he needed to leave the flat, showing himself to anyone. He had been careful to let the hair cover as much of his face as he could, and he also used a hat, placing his face in much needed shadow. He opened the door to his office without a problem, knowing he had work to do. Rivik placed himself in his lap, looking a the document he would read. Ezra stared at the words without seeing them, all he saw was scenes from his past, playing in his mind.

Both Zemin and Xue slept well during that night, not being woken up until dawn rose upon them. Actually the older one was the first to wake up, after a particularly loud thundering noise. He opened up the amber eyes and let out a brief sigh, before standing up. At the beginning he’d thought that he was at the old apartment, but had soon realised that wasn’t the case. It felt very odd, staying at another place. Especially as there were no furniture or anything to make the place feel like a home. Wolves needed their den, and this certainly wasn’t one just yet. In time it would, but right now it felt unwelcoming and cold. Of course that might have had something to do with the whole Ezra situation, but the wolf had no intentions to think about that matter for the time being. He looked out through one of the windows, where the rain pounded and the thunder rumbled as if there was no tomorrow. There was probably a storm coming, or there would be soon enough.
Hey, how are you feeling? A bit better? Xue asked and looked at Zemin with his big, yellow eyes. Seemed he had been woken up by the weather as well.
No, more like other way around, I feel even worse, the older brother answered and started making his way around the attic. He had to look it through before he could feel even a tiny bit comfortable.
Are you going to do anything about it or just leave it? Ezra doesn’t seem to be very into it, to be completely honest with you, the black wolf continued and observed the detective that walked around with his nose right above the floor. So is that what you’re going to do the entire day? He continued and rolled his eyes.
There’s nothing I can do about it, Zemin replied and frowned, as he continued with his detective work. Well, I can try to stay in this form for a while and all my human instincts will sooner or later disappear, but I don’t know if I can keep it up.
That idea was probably not even possible, as the longest period of time he’d stayed in his true form was about two weeks - and that wasn’t enough to get rid of the humanity. It’d take a lot longer than two weeks, that was something he knew very well. He’d never even been close to it.

Don’t do that, you know you’ll only become miserable, Xue pointed out quietly and shook his head in protest. Never even try it, I know for a fact that you’ll end up regretting it. And what if you never turn back? It’s always you who insist that we embrace our human sides, he thereafter continued and have a short nod.
I won’t even give it a go, I promise, Zemin assured the younger wolf and stopped right in his tracks. Just as a side note..it really reeks of vampires here. And blood, tons of it. Wouldn’t be surprised if this was some sort of feeding area for them before.
The bare though of it made him want to puke once again. His stomach twisted and turned within his body and the smell made him feel even worse. Vampires were lazy and they tended to pay good money for an easy snack, where humans were being locked up in remote areas. No one could hear them scream and they didn’t even have a single chance to choose their own fate, as it wasn’t allowed to kill them. Zemin had actually been friends with a couple of vampires, but it hadn’t been a real friendship. They’d only hung out with him to insult him and remind him what a disgusting creature he was. Then they’d eventually thrown him away, and they never looked back after that. Most of their ways were just absolutely disgusting.
Sorry to disturb you, but I’m going downstairs to look for some food. Are you coming or not? Xue wondered, waking Zemin up from his absent slumber.
Ah, yeah..let’s go, he mumbled and followed the black wolf out the door and down the stairs.

Ezra almost jumped when the stairs made some noise and it took him sometime to realise that it was the brothers moving around.
"Jesus, are you going to be like this the whole day?" Rivik looked at him, only to have Ezra give him a cold look, or as cold as he could, choosing not to answer. "I am sorry. I understand, it's just you haven't been like this since we fled from the prison, or well the times you tried contact"
Ezra could tell that Rivik smiled saying the last words and he couldn't hinder himself from doing the same. Those times had really been ridicules.
"Besides some handshakes when I had to, I haven't had contact with someone in years, and it fucks up everything. I hate to admit it, but those fucking humans did more damage than I thought. I actually thought it would be easier as time passed by. Becoming distance memory"
"Guess it can be like that, but some wounds never disappeared" Ezra stroke Rivik, knowing it was the same with him.
"It's almost laughable that I don't fear pain or death, but touching, even gental is the worst thing, without pain. How fucked up isn't it that the contact is the problem"
"After everything they did, not so much actually. Just as you said yesterday, the pain stops after sometime, no matter what they are doing. But you can't forget somethings, and the body almost reacts normally"
"When did you become this wise?" Ezra teased the fox who snorted.
"Pfft, I am always wise, if you haven't noticed"
"Haven't, you rarely are" he stroke the fox once more as he threw the legs over the over the armrests leaning back lazily.

"But Ezra do you need something?" Rivik made him look at himself and Ezra smiled at the fox, glad he could handle him at the moment. Sure Rivik had went through this before, but it was almost ten years ago.
"Time I guess, it helped in the past" time and the spirits company was what had made him somewhat functional.
"Hm well I can give you time, but what are you going to do with the situation, both about the morons living here, and the fucking vampire?"
"Thought you liked the younger one"
"He is better than the older" was all Rivik answered and Ezra patted him, as he snapped his finger, starting a fire, hoping it would make him feel a bit better.
"Can't do much about the vampire at the moment. I don't have a death wish so going up against him isn't an option, so guess all I can do is be on my guard, and flee to the spirit world if I have to" he sighed, hating being there. Not only because he often felt attacked by different spirits, the other shamans didn't want him their either, and it didn't help that it was often cold, empty and depressing. The other Shaman's had said it was only like that for him, not making him feel better, and disliking them even more, avoiding them whenever he could.
"And Zemin, I don't know Rivik. Can't really run from the problem can't I, and it isn't like he has done something wrong"
"Pfft" Rivik protested, only to be ignored by Ezra.
"I rather feel sorry for him, taking a liking to me. He couldn't have found someone worse"
"He should be honored! You are better than most out there in this shitty town!"
"Are you feeling alright, saying such nice things to me?" Ezra taunted, even if he knew that the fox meant what he said, he rarely said such things.
"Doubtful, I must be sick, uttering such things" Rivik smiled towards the Shaman.
"Yes you must be" Ezra smiled back "Anyway, I don't know what to do about Zemin, but at the moment I guess I need to see what happens next time I meet him. Which I guess is sooner than later, and I need to prepare for that, somehow"
"By hiding in your office?"
"I am working!" Ezra protested, grabbing a file without looking, resulting in both the file, some books and a lamp falling to the floor with a loud sound, and a laughing Rivik, and Ezra sighed, letting his head fall backwards, covered by his hand as he felt like he was to tired to deal with such things.

Did you hear that? It sounded like something crashed down onto the floor..should we go and have a look or? The black wolf looked back at his older brother, both eyes staring as two huge question marks.
No, I don’t want to disturb him. And not the fox either, for that matter, Zemin quickly said and ushered the younger one forward. He didn’t want to run into Ezra at that moment and neither bump into any of the spirits. To begin with he didn’t even want to leave the attic in the first place, but his stomach was growling and complaining loudly. Hopefully there’d be something worth eating down in the kitchen, and if not they’d just have to go outside and buy something. But he rather skipped that part and stayed on the safe side, if possible.
I think I can smell food actually, Xue declared and moved into the kitchen with silent steps. They were both very quiet when they wanted to, so they weren’t always loud and messy. Zemin wasn’t too messy to begin with, though he was fully aware of the fact that that could be hard for anyone else to believe. He had an annoying tendency to have breakdowns around other people, and not when he was by himself, closed off from the rest of the world. Super irritating, to say the least.
You’re right, I can smell both chicken and beef, even some fruit and other groceries, the older brother admitted and gave Xue a proud look. Told ya I’m teaching you well, didn’t I? He cooed and sent a big smile towards the yellow eyed wolf.
They came to a stop in front of the table and observed the bags in silence. What if the food wasn’t theirs to take? But then Ezra should have placed it somewhere else, and not so readily accessible.
Do you think that we can just grab the chicken and make a run for it? Zemin asked and looked hungrily towards one of the bags in specific.
Sure, they wouldn’t be able to catch us anyways, we’re definitely a lot faster than both of them together, Xue snorted and placed his front paws on top of the table, snapping up one of the bags between his sharp teeth. He thereafter dragged the bag down with him, carefully as to not make any loud sounds. It fell onto the floor with a meek thud, not too loud and Zemin immediately stuck his head into the sack. After a while he pulled out the chicken, carrying it by one of its legs.
Wow, a whole chicken? That’s awesome, the younger brother proclaimed happily as the made sure to tighten the bag, leaving it in a neat pile on the floor.

For a while the wolves just sat there and looked at the chicken with dreamy eyes. When Zemins stomach then finally gave a horrible sound, they decided to take the food upstairs and munch on it.
We really need to thank him later, the older one stated as they made their way up the stairs. For a change, they really tried to be silent and not disturbing as they’d been before. It went pretty well, even if the claws clattered against the steps. Still, it wasn’t too bad.
Of course we do! Maybe we could try giving him a couple of kisses and wolf hugs? Xue suggested and gave a mocking laugh.
That’s not as funny as you think it is, Zemin denoted and look anything but amused. As we said before; we don’t have a clue what he’s gone through before..by the look of his scars it wasn’t a nice experience though, so let’s not joke about it, he mumbled and walked through the open door that led them into the attic. The spotted wolf carefully placed the chicken on the floor, right next to the old fireplace that smelled extra much of blood and despair. Yes, this has totally been some kind of vampire feeding hide out. However he quickly pushed that away from his thoughts, making it a lot easier to think about food and actually eating.
I say we take half each, Zemin suggested and picked it up between his teeth again, carrying it to the middle of the room. Xue immediately bit into the other leg and thereby a tug of war was started. It ended pretty fairly though, with them splitting the bird into two halves.

Ezra gave up on the reading, only to realis that Rivik had stopped looking at the paper long ago.
"I was trying to read"
"You stopped almost ten minutes ago" Ezra couldn't hinder a small laugh, and the fox looked at him before he did something that resembled a laugh as well.
"Let's try to make something instead" that had worked for him sometimes in the past.
"Well stay away from everything that can explode" Rivik followed him as he left his office, in a bigger mess than a long time. Normally Rivik would have pointed it out, but he said nothing as they walked into the potions room.

"I still hate this picture, it's so ugly"
"Take it down if it's to your disliking" Ezra looked at the picture, being forced since Rivik did.
"How would I do that?"
"You are a smart one, you figure something out" he answered as he walked over to the ingredients. He thought about what he should make. He should work on the orders he had got, but he knew he would most likely fuck up, so he didn't see it as a good idea. He grabbed a few things, almost seemed to be randomly as he started working, breaking the connection with Rivik, seeing he still looked at the drawing.

He was almost finished when he heard a loud bang and he jumped, resulting in him spilling the cauldron with potion in it, all over the floor, getting some of the hot liquid over himself. As the cauldron had made it's way down to the floor, it had broken some of the containers.
"Sorry" Rivik was fast to say "I managed to get the painting down. Are you alright?"
"For fuck sake Rivik" he turned towards the direction he heard the fox, being more than angry with him. "Do I look okay?"
"Ezra I am sorry" Ezra could tell he was by the voice the fox used, but he was still angry at him.
"Doesn't do much good now, does it!" he told him, feeling how the fox walked closer. "Don't! Go away Rivik"
"Ezra..." the fox almost begged, but Ezra didn't care. If he had been calmer he knew it was a childish way to react, but the fox had scarred him, and everything had turned into a mess. And the mixed ingredients made the room smell awful. Ezra backed away from the room and the hot liquid. "Be careful"
Ezra didn't even answer him as he made his way out of the room, hearing how Rivik followed him.
"I don't want your company Rivik!" he snapped before he left the fox in the corridor walking down the stairs, carefully and founded his way out. He was still wet, and he should most likely feel the heat burning from where it hit him, but he didn't. He knew it wasn't Rivik's fault, but he still thought that the fox should know better. He almost laughed over that conclusion as he spread himself over the bench standing at the water, forcing himself listen to the water and calm down before he talked with Rivik again, and apologising.

Even though the brothers were currently in the attic, Zemin was clearly able to hear a loud bang and thereafter some scolding from Ezra - most likely directed towards the fox. The wolf finished the last of the chicken before he stood up and yawned, feeling the blood immediately warming up due to the sound of the shamans voice. Once again, he really felt the urge to puke, but hindered himself as he’d just had a very needed meal. His stomach was no longer growling and the sensation of being full made him able to reason a lot better.
I wonder what they’re fighting about, Xue said and looked towards the stairs. Zemin shrugged his shoulders in response, or rather the equivalent of shrugging his shoulders. Right there and then, they weren’t actually there which made it extremely difficult to shrug them even a tiny bit.
I’m guessing Rivik did something stupid, or what do you think? He asked after the silence had once again settled in the building.
Most likely, yes, the younger brother agreed and snorted.
They eventually joined the silence and went about their own things. The black wolf went into the bathroom to have a much needed look while the spotted one stared down the stairs, desperately trying to stop himself from rushing after Ezra. His heart had come to a ridiculously fat beat and the world started spinning. All he could think about was that wonderful, homey scent and the white eyes. Fucking hell. Why, just why, did he have to be like that? It’d have been so much easier if he’d gotten attached to someone else, where it had been easy and straight forward. Because what he had right now was neither easy nor straight forward.

While Xue inspected the bathroom, Zemin managed to slip away. He he shouldn’t have, but the urge was way too strong and he wanted to make sure nothing was wrong. The paws swiftly hit the surface of the steps as he made his way downstairs. For the moment being, he wasn’t thinking straight at all. Going downstairs wouldn’t make anything better, because the man didn’t want him. It was a fact and the wolf knew it more than well.
Zemin, where do you think you’re going? Xue shouted let out an uneasy howl, in an attempt to get a response. But Zemin didn’t feel like answering the call, so he simply didn’t do it. Instead he ran all the way until the large paws hit the ground floor, whereafter he rushed out the door. Well, he almost ran straight into it before he realised he had no hands. So therefore he came to a sudden halt and eventually got the door to swing open, after some fidgeting with the handle.
Are you okay? We heard a loud bang, he slowly started and walked up right next to the bench, staring at the person laying across it. Stalker much?