Dystopian Future

Both Rivik and Ezra stopped at a moment, looking at Zemin before Rivik laughed.
"Well he told you. Maybe he actually have some balls" the fox said, and for once not in a taunting way, while Ezra only rolled his eyes.
"I do not need two mothers, I can actually take care of myself"
"I can tell, if I hadn't been here you wouldn't even have noticed that you got burned"
"Just because I don't feel pain, doesn't mean I can't feel when something touches me"
"And you would have done what? Washed off, not thinking you would have been hurt. Great idea" Rivik muttered before he re-cooled the towel and pressed it against his chest, making him actually shiver due to the coldness, but he didn't say anything. To him it just felt weird, he couldn't feel the pain he should feel, so he only felt the cold, almost making him shudder from it. Rivik gave him an apologising look, but he didn't remove him, and Ezra didn't ask him to do it either.
"I am going to be alright Zemin, nothing to worry about, and if I shouldn't, well can't be much worse than it already is" he only said. Even if his hands got burned or his chest, his body was already covered with scars making no different, and he couldn't feel the pain. The worst that would happen would be that the wounds got infected, but from what he could see through Rivik's eyes, it wasn't open burn wounds, he didn't miss skin, so a transplantation wasn't needed. "And a bath if far from needed, this works fine"
He had no desire to take a bath having other people in the building. He didn't care that the brothers had used the bathtub, he just didn't wish to be naked in a building with other people, no mattar that it was a door between them. Having a open shirt next to Zemin, even if the other one didn't saw anything was bad enough for him.

Ezra shrugged his shoulder at first, before he lowered his head.
"I don't know Zemin, maybe it's a combination of both" he started touching his own hands. "I can't be sure when I stopped feeling pain, but I guess I was around twelve to fourteen. Back then I had already been captured for five-six years already. I know I felt pain when I lost my eyes at eleven years old. Can't be sure how much pain I felt after that. Maybe I already started feeling less then, being used to it. Or maybe they destroyed something when they forced me to show my powers"
He had whispered the words, knowing that the wolf would hear them none the less, seeing he had better hearing than humans did. He wasn't ashamed of what happened, it wasn't something he could affect, or he couldn't acted differently. Or he could have been avoided being captured, following the smell, but back then he couldn't know about it. No he rather not wish to talk about it. He hated telling people about himself, he didn't wish for sympathy, it wasn't like one could understand, if you hadn't been there, and it would do very little difference. It was true that Zemin may understand him better if he knew more about him, but Ezra wasn't sure if he wished for that, yet he told him things over and over, like he couldn't hinder himself. Maybe he founded it easier to tell the other one everything, or most things, avoiding more questions, or maybe he tried to get the other one to understand how messed up he was, leaving him alone. He didn't really knew, and at the moment he was to tired to think about it.

Zemin pouted and looked up towards the fox and shaman. Of course he had ball, he was a guy after all! And what, had they both gone around thinking that he couldn’t raise his voice? Well, then they’d both been extremely wrong. Normally the wolf was a rather quiet person, but that didn’t apply for situations like these. Not when he was sad, worried or scared.
You don’t say, Rivik? I’m a guy, if you didn’t notice, he pointed out and rolled the amber eyes. That had been a joke, even if it was a terrible one. He knew very well what the spirit was actually talking about, however he refused to give him the satisfaction. For as long as the other one didn’t give him any respect, he’d do the same. Basically just like a stubborn kid.
And don’t say that! What if it becomes infected or something? And for the love of fucking God, stop acting like you’re disfigured or something! You’re not, and you know very well I think you’re hot, so..shut the fuck up, Zemin continued and bared his teeth, before hiding his face behind the fluffy tail. Now he’d totally crossed the line, great. However he’d only meant good and it hadn’t been insulting in any way. Right?
I'm sorry, you just happened to push literally all of my buttons, he apologised and held back a sight. What if he’d actually stepped over the line again? Then he’d for sure never be forgiven, as he’d already done it so many times. It almost started becoming a joke by that point and it didn’t even matter wether it was funny or not - it was still a goddam joke. Just like the entirety of Zemin was by nature, a big, hilarious joke. He really was a no good, no wasn’t he? Fuck.

Luckily enough, Xue disturbed his thoughts just in time, by tugging at his tail.
“Hey, leave the man alone won’t you? Can’t you see his like uncomfortable?” The younger one asked as he finally managed to get a good grip, dragging his brother across the floor towards the dining room.
What the actual fuck, that hurts!, Zemin exclaimed and dug all the claws down in the floor. But that didn’t stop the younger wolf and only resulted in deep claw marks in the poor surface. It would probably get even worse after enough time had passed, considering it had to coexist with a couple of young werewolves. They weren’t exactly uncontrollable, but some things just never changed between brothers. This was certainly one of those things.
“I don’t care, Zemin”, Xue stated and continued dragging him towards the hallway.
But I don’t want to leave! The older one complained, even though he’d let go of the floor.
“You’re only getting clingy and you know what? I don’t want another one of those..accidents”, the other one answered and sat down right on top of the slim body. “So shut it, we’re going upstairs and you’re going to mind your own fucking business. Ezra has Rivik and Jax, and he definitely doesn’t need your nosy, clingy nose right now.”
Zemin glared back towards the younger sibling and let out a thundering growl. No wonder he wasn’t happy with the situation, Xue literally sat on top of him as he thought that would keep the older one down. That, that was a real joke.
Do you wanna fight or something? You know I’ll win, he spat out before falling quiet and closing his eyelids. I'm doing it again, losing control? Sorry..

"Are you sure about that Zemin. I was almost sure that you were a little girl, as you have behaving. Crying half of the time, and walking after Ezra like a high school student walks after their crush" Rivik bit back only to have Ezra sigh, not only because he was far from interested in hearing the two arguing, hating the situation as it was, but also because it was partly true. Okay he had never been in high school, or any school, but he had heard stories and read books. Sometimes Zemin did remind him of the lovesick female heroine, the only difference was that he was far from a fucking knight, begging for her attention. Ezra was sure that even if his life hadn't been what it was, he wouldn't have been someone people would walk after, or that he would be interested in it, finding far to many people are idiots. Maybe that was why he actually had said he enjoyed talking to Zemin, because despite everything, he actually enjoyed to talk to the other one, most of the time.
"If it would be infected, that's something I have to deal with then" Ezra only said, being the truth. He wouldn't worry about it until it happened, especially since it was a ridicules thing to worry about.

At Zemin's next word both Ezra and Rivik stopped, the fox even looked down at the wolf.
"He really are like a girl. But well at least he has good taste" Rivik answered as he took a step back to study Ezra's chest, tilting his head as he did. Ezra himself was unsure of what to say. Zemin already knew he didn't agree with him, and he had no desire to fight over it, seeing it as ridicules. But he was unsure how to react that was all Zemin got out of what he told him. He was pleased that the wolf didn't made a big deal out of it, but he really said the weirdest things sometimes. And Ezra didn't even know what to say, thanks felt wrong, since he wouldn't mean it, okay felt even stranger, so maybe ignoring it was the best, especially since the wolf apologised, another weird thing, but he most likely did it because he didn't wished to upset him, something Ezra thought of as considerate.
"Apologise accepted" Ezra answered without looking at him. "And I do not push your buttons intentionally"
It was true, he had no wish to do that, and maybe he should stop telling the man things from his past, seeing it did no good.

"Wow Jesus, why don't you break up the floor instead" Rivik said sarcastic as he seemed satisfied with his work. "You can close the shirt, it wasn't as burned as the hands. We need to bandage those"
Ezra didn't say anything as he closed his shirt and turned off the water.
"Do you have any bandage?" Rivik looked at him and Ezra thought about it, he didn't had any stucked away in the spirit world, but maybe he had some in his office.
"Can't be sure but I may have some in my office" Rivik only nodded giving him a glance, telling him to stay as he walked towards the office. Ezra broke the contact, feeling like he didn't wish to see the fox rush up the stairs as he carefully patted Jax, in case his hands was worse than he thought.

Even though Zemin really didn’t like to admit it, Rivik was completely right. Why on earth did he have to destroy the floors for? It wasn’t like he was never going to see Ezra again or anything like it. But in the end it just had to be because of the mating, something that could make almost any werewolf mental. The wolf hadn’t thought it’d end up doing just that for himself.
“You are losing control, but I’m not even surprised any longer”, Xue sighed and wrapped his arms around his older brother, resting his chin against the thick, dark fur. “It doesn’t matter though..because we’re family and we’re supposed to be there for each other no matter what”, he continued quietly and closed his eyelids.
I'm sorry, Zemin repeated and relaxed, as the situation had turned softer in just a matter of seconds. The younger wolf was right, they were supposed to be there for each other no matter what. And to be completely they both had been! Before all of this mess, the older one had worked his butt off only to keep Xue enrolled at the university. He’d ended up doing things he’d sworn he’d never do, however it didn’t matter back then. All he’d thought about was giving his previous little brother a shot at a better life. Maybe he’d actually get there eventually? Zemin had been able to stash quite a large saving account and it would definitely be enough to keep the younger sibling enrolled for the time being.
“Don’t be, I know you can’t control it”, Xue assured and gave the wolf a good amount of scratches behind the ears. “I bet dad was even worse. Do you remember how mom used to tell us he’d almost been stalking her?” He thereafter asked and laughed.
She ended up punching him right in the face, right? Giving him a broken nose and a black eye? Well, at least Ezra hasn’t punched me yet.., the older one answered and couldn’t keep the smile away. But they were really happy in the end, he stated shortly after.
“You’re going to cry, aren’t you?”
Zemin flipped both ears back and once again hid behind his paws, rather than the tail.
I'm not, the wolf protested and shook his head, which only resulted in a couple of tears falling. Jesus, Rivik had been right after all. He really did cry over the smallest things.
“Why?” Alec joined the small group of two and dug the slim fingers down in the thick fur. “Why are you crying?” His head fell to the side as he moved in front of Zemin, carefully wiping away the tears.
I just miss them so much, the older one whispered and stared into the red irises. Sometimes it hurts so bad to remember because all I end up seeing is their blown out brains, he continued and took a deep, yet shaky, breath.
“I’m so sorry, Zemin”, Alec mumbled as he kept wiping away the tears. “I feel sorry for both of you”, he corrected after a short silence and looked towards Xue.

The conversation didn’t end there, but it took an entirely different direction. Alec tried his best to cheer the two brothers up, and eventually managed to drag them both upstairs to the attic.
“You know what? I'm not bothering with this human mask anymore today”, Xue stated as they reached the top.
Don't call it that, Zemin immediately warned his brother and shrugged. If we continue to neglect our humanity it’ll probably end up going away, he explained and jumped up on the couch, only to shortly thereafter be joined by Alec.
“I actually like your face, so please don’t lose it”, he chimed in and grinned.
“Jesus, you’re both annoying..I was only joking, Xue answered and rolled his eyes, before disappearing into the bathroom.
“Well I guess I’ll be spending the night then? Can’t say no to having two wolves as pillows”, the ghoul laughed and gave Zemin a quick peck on the nose. “I just can’t resist your cuteness, you stupid werewolves”, he pouted and took the wolf’s face in his hands, which ended with him getting a big, fat kiss right on the lips.
You brought that upon yourself, for calling me cute. Calculated move, Alec. Very clever.

Ezra looked at his bandaged hands, he looked like a fucking mummy or a leper. He sighed, glad he was neither but he wished he could put in his gloves again but they were ruined.
"Sorry" Jax said with hus ears along his aides, while Ezra just patted him.
"Thank you Rivik" he knew that the fox had acted in the right way, saving him, if from nothing else, some more scar's.
"You are welcome" Rivik looked up to meet his eyes, refocusing Ezra's viem. "Shall we return home?"
Ezra only nodded and took Rivik into his arms and the fox soon placed himself around his shoulders as they left the building.

The streets was a bit livelier than normal seeing it was weekend. To Ezra it only meant he needed to avoid more people as he walked home, to his irritation. He only wished to return home, not being forced to walk through large crowds. The spirits seemed as irritated over the fact as he was, but staying silent. The only movie they made was when someone tried to pat Jax and they both growled. Ezra didn't even tell them not to, even feeling pleased by it as they continued walking.

"Finally" Rivik said as Ezra closed the door behind them, after almost fighting off a neighbor who wanted to invite him for drinks. It was just luck that the man didnt touch him, making one of the spirits, or himself, kill the person. Ezra knew that wouldn't end well, but he was finally home.
"Let's never leave" Rivik walked over to his favourite spot, Jax just laid down where ever he was standing, almost making Ezra fall as he did so
"I almost agree with you. Standing here forever sounds fucking amazing" Ezra changed into a pyjamas and threw himself into bed, feeling exhausted after today. Not only had he been hurt, not that it mattered to much, no he had one of the most turbulent days in Zemins company ever. Not only had the man tried to force him on a date, then agreed to help him with the vampire. After that he had been hurt somehow and Ezra hade offer to help him, only to have him spread all over his lap, and later having the wolf being worried about him, unwilling to leave his side
He had no fucking idea how to handle it all. Everything with Zemins made him really exhausted, it was like a rollercoaster or a fucking dance. The wolf seeing how far he could go, always to far and having Ezra end up like a mess, only to tell him something personal, and then it seemed like Xue always showed up. Ezra sighed, he didn't even know what to think of it all, because at one moment he hated Zemin and the next he cared. One second he got tens, to relax in the next. It made him confused, angry, more confused to end up exhausted. And like that wasn't enough he had a vampire and fucking crazy friends to the brothers who made his life exhausting. He placed himself under the covers.
"Yeah let's never leave, that's sounds fucking good" he stated once more and Rivik hummed in response while Jax had already fallen asleep. Ezra closed his eyes, unsure if he should except nightmares or not.

Why can’t you two admit that you’re in love with each other? You always end up leaving kisses all over the place and both of you have that loo in your eyes, Xue complained as he walked out through the bathroom door. He shook out the black fur before he too joined the pile on the couch.
“I already did admit it, but this one refuses to do so”, Alec pointed out and glared at Zemin who looked completely innocent.
You know very well that I can’t admit it, it wouldn’t be right..I’m mated for Christ’s sake! Wouldn’t that be like cheating or something?, the older wolf asked and lowered his gaze, snuggling up even further. That was actually a pretty good question. Could a wolf be mated and still be in a relationship with another person? He could at least still feel attracted to other people, even if that seemed to be overshadowed as soon as Ezra stepped into the room. So, was it possible? If so, would it actually end up as something positive rather than negative? Because at that point, Zemin had already started to give up on the shaman. Not that any of the feelings had become slighter or less noticeable, no. Instead it had rooted itself in the fact that the man didn’t seem to be comfortable around the werewolf, he didn’t seem to want him there whatsoever to be honest. And that, that wasn’t very encouraging.
”It would be cheating if you actually had a relationship with him, but you clearly don’t,” Alec mumbled and pulled Xue closer towards him, leaving him surrounded by the two wolves. At this point they were almost purring like cats, totally enjoying the stroking and scratching behind the ears.
I can’t help but agree..you and Ezra aren’t in a relationship. Too be honest I’m not even sure that you’re even friends, the younger brother interposed before he rested his head on the ghouls shoulder.
“Exactly”, Alec agreed and nodded, letting his red gaze fall upon Zemin.
So..it’s not cheating? Zemin noted and frowned, unsure wether that was a good or a bad thing.

As the hours ticked by, the group of three grew more and more tired. Eventually Xue fell asleep, leaving his older brother and best friends alone in the dark.
“Do you love him?” Alec asked quietly, as to not wake his friend up from his sweet little slumber.
In a sense, yes, Zemin mumbled and closed his eyes when the slim fingers started running along his back.
“Do you love me?” The other one asked, straight forward as usual, not even hesitating to ask. But it still took the wolf by surprise and at the beginning, he didn’t quite know what to say.
Well..[i], he began and looked up towards the ghoul. [i]I do, in many different ways..and it’s making me go crazy as soon as I even think about it, he admitted before falling quiet, leaving the room in total silence.
“That’s a yes, isn’t it?” Alec smiled briefly and wrapped his arms around the slim body, burying his face in the dark, soft fur. “I never realised before, but it was a lot more than just sex, wasn’t it?” He wondered after a couple of seconds.
It was, even though it feels really bad to admit it..and unfair to you as well, Zemin closed his eyelids once again. When the younger one didn’t answer and his breathing stabilised, he realised that the ghoul must have fallen asleep, leaving him all alone in the conscious world. It didn’t last for too long however, as he also fell asleep shortly thereafter. What a long day. So confusing, so exhausting.

Ezra was surprised when he woke up in the morning, he hadn't had any nightmares. It wasn't like he complained about, but he was still surprised. Maybe it was because Zemins handy touched him as a human. A frightening thought, seeing that the wolf could get close to him if he was just a wolf. If Ezra wasn't careful, who know what the fuck could happen? Ezra sighed as he realised that his first thought in the morning was about the fucking werewolf, as everything wasn't exhausting as it was.
"You sound displeased" Rivik commented from his bed.
"Yeah, I need to get up" he lied unsure if the spirit believed him or not, but he didn't ask as Ezra made his way towards the bathroom.

Rivik had re-done his bandages after his shower, saying he shouldn't go without them, not risking the infection. Ezra hadn't said anything since he could.place a pair of gloves over them. He could tell that Rivik thought of it as a bad idea, but the fox didn't say anything as the shaman prepared breakfast.
"Will we go back today?' Jax wondered and Ezra thought about it. Even if he had said it last night, he knew he would be crazy if he stayed in all day. He had only managed this past week because he was in bad shape. On the other hand he was unsure if he would manage another day of exhausting thoughts and encounters. But he didn't know what to do instead. He wouldn't find pleasure in walking around town, shopping and he didn't have any friends to spend time with. So he could either stay and be restless as fuck, or return and work, but he wasn't to keen on that either. He should, he knew, he had to much to do, but crafting potions or amulets wasn't to interesting at the moment.
"Why not draw?" Rivik suggested and Ezra turned towards him. It had been a long time since he painted, he did enjoyed it, just feeling like the time hadn't been right.
"Would you be okay with that?" He asked Rivik, knowing that the fox would need to stay still and obey him in another way.
"I was the one suggesting it" Ezra nodded and they finished their breakfast.

He had founded a place along the river, on a safe distance from the water, but was nice enough for him to sit down. Jax ran around from time to time, coming back at some point, while Rivik looked in the direction Ezra asked. The shaman looked at the paper, as the picture started appearing in form of the water, city in the back and boats on the river and he smiled. He was a good painter when he had the time, and it made him relax forgetting everything else, only concentrating on the task, something that was most.likely Riviks plan, but he didn't thought about it as he painted the movement from a boat in the water.

When the morning finally arrived, Zemin found himself to be the first one awake. For a short moment he just stayed where he currently was - spread over Alec’s lap with his nose stuffed in the other mans red hair. It smelled so lovely, like home in a sense. He let out a small sigh, shook his head and wriggled himself loose. Damn, he really wanted to shift and get a fucking hold on himself, because right then and there he had no clue of what he was actually doing. Everything, literally everything, was a mess. How had he even managed to get himself entangled in it?
The wolf took a leap down towards the floor and the large paws swiftly hit the surface without any sound. Then he shook out the dark fur before making his way into the bedroom. It was a pretty open room, with a couple of windows close to the ceiling and over all light colours. When he’d been young, this was kind of how his room had looked like: big, light and homey. There were two beds, pushed to each respective side of the room. The sheets were light green and there were at least three pillows in each bed. Of course they’d also gotten ahold of a closet, which they’d placed in one of the corners, on the opposite side form the writing desk.
Zemin slowly approached the messy workspace, placed his paws on the edge of the table and peaked over the chaos. Most of the books and papers belonged to Xue, but there was one, neat pile that was owned by the older brother. It was mostly about the vampire, different files and old documents. However in times like these, it was nice to still have them and he was glad that he’d ended up keeping them.

So what are you doing? Making sure I’m not slacking off? Xue suddenly asked and took a leap up onto his respective bed.
No, I’m just trying to figure things out, Zemin explained and looked over towards the other wolf. I'm just so fucking confused..In the end there’s no doubt that Ezra will always be my first choice, but how does that play out if he’ll never want me back? You know I can’t live like that and Alec is right, I do have feelings for him as soon as Ezra's not overshadowing them, he continued and jumped up next to Xue, burying his nose in the black fur with an irritated sigh.
Well, only you know what’s right for you. The only thing I know is that Alec loves you back, which will probably never happen when it comes to that shaman, the younger one admitted and started grooming his older sibling. Are you really that desperate though? For love? He wondered thereafter and laughed briefly.
You know I am, and at this point it’s also due to my instincts which only makes everything harder, Zemin mumbled and closed his eyes. And I feel like it’s really unfair to Alec you know? Since he’s my second choice after all..

"You are aware that isn't Jax, right?" Rivik asked making him blink a few times, looking at the drawings. He had aimed to draw Jax as he was sitting by the water, looking at him, but it was clearly not Jax on the picture, no it was rather Zemin. He sighed, he hadn't even been aware that he had started drawing the other wolf, but seeing how it was build and the colours made it obvious.
"I am now" Ezra answered him which made Rivik smirk.
"You really are blind"
"If you are so observant, why not inform me earlier?"
"I waited for you to notice, and when you didn't, I thought you knew what you were doing" Rivik only said as Jax walked up.
"Wow it's really good Ezra, it really look like Zemin" the wolf wagged his tail, apparently happy to only see a picture of the other wolf.
"He was suppose to draw you. And damn you are as hopeless as that wolf. Both of you are like large puppies" Rivik complained, something that didn't seem to bother the wolf.
"Well even if you were suppose to draw me, I am glad you drew Zemin instead, since I am sure he will like it"
"He will not have it, ever" Ezra said in a firm voice and the wolf looked sad at him.
"Why not?"
"I don't aim to give him anything. Isn't it bad enough that I have told him as much as I have and even let him come this close" Ezra sighed, really hating how everything was so confusing about the wolf, and how he clearly couldn't get him out of his mind, to the level he didn't even knew he had him on his mind.
"But friends give each other things" Jax tried placing his head on Ezra's arm.
"But we aren't friends. We are nothing"
"You could be friends, if you just let him" Jax said, almsot sounding wise.
"And then? What would we do then? And also I am more than sure that he wouldn't just like to be friends, and in the end he would try something, making it impossible for me to ever relax around him"
"You relaxed yesterday"
"And you saw how well that went" Ezra started gathering his belongings "I don't do friends"
"We are your friends" Jax pointed out making the Shaman smile.
"You are different" he only said as he stood up, drawings and pencils in his hands. "Let's just go to work, and forget about this conversation"

Ezra entered the dark shop, throwing the pictures on the counter together with the pencils so he wouldn't forget them when he headed home, as he walked towards his office. Jax ran away as soon as they entered and he felt like he needed to talk to the spirit about it, not bothering the brothers every second, just like he could inform them that they could send the spirit away. The door opened and he left it open, knowing he would need to walk between the office and the crafting spaces, and didn't feel like bothering to open it all the time. He started a fire, and took the files.
"Let's start some of the potions that takes longer time, leaving them to brew as we start with some of the amulets" Rivik nodded, following him as he placed himself on a table, opening the first file.
"I say that the fire protection potion takes the longest, followed by the love potion, let's start there" Rivik read the files as Ezra started more fires, giving the cauldron time to heat up, as Ezra grasped the ingredients he needed. He always had them in the same order, and he had marked them, making it possible for Rivik to read and do other things while he brewed the potions. As he opened a few of the containers, a lovely smell started filling up the room and he smiled, he enjoyed potion making because of the smell, sound and how relaxing it was. Amulet's was a more challenging task, for better or worse, and even if he enjoyed the result, he didn't enjoy the making as much as he did with potions.v That's why he made potions just for the fun of it, if he had time over. Rivik looked at him for a second and Ezra could tell that the fox was smiling as they continued with their task.

It wasn’t until Jax rushed into the living room that the brothers returned to the reality of life. Zemin was the first one to jump down onto the floor, closely followed by Xue.
”Jesus, haven’t you heard of something called knocking?” Alec asked and made a grimace. Apparently he’d been woken up by the commotion and he didn’t seem too happy about it. Rather the opposite actually, as his eyes were narrow and the hands pulled through the red curls in an annoyed manner. If he’d gotten his way, he’d still been asleep by this point.
It's not like you would’ve knocked either, the youngest of the wolves bit back before greeting the spirit by giving him a small peck on the nose.
“Maybe not but still”, the ghoul grunted and pouted with his lips. But the cross facial expression soon disappeared as Zemin started leaving kisses all over the handsome face. It literally slithered right off, leaving the other one with a smile and blushing cheeks that matched his hair colour.
“Hey, stop that!” Alec tried, only to be met by even more kisses and a large Zemin in his lap.
Why should I? This is your punishment for acting so unfriendly towards Jax, the older one explained and rested his forehead against the other mans respective one. And I’ve not been getting enough kisses lately, so I thought you might be able to help me with that, he continued and made the eyes wider, making him look more sweet and cute than ever.
“Can’t say no to that, now can I?”, the younger man mumbled and took the wolf’s head in his hands, leaving a bunch of kisses over the face covered with dark fur.

Ew, I think I’m gonna throw up, Xue complained and shook his head. Can't you stupid fucks get a room or something? Like right now, I’m so over your love issues, he thereafter stated and started pushing Jax towards the stairs. This was way too embarrassing to show anyone and that included the spirit. It was so cute it was almost sickening to the stomach, something that had also reminded the wolf of how hungry he was. Because of the spilt stew yesterday, everything had turned chaotic and they’d not gotten a very good shot at actually eating. He was really in need of a big breakfast, multiple cups of tea and a pause from his brothers shit.
Let's go, he mumbled and continued to push the spirit out the door and thereafter down the stairs. Xue didn’t actually have a problem with the other twos feelings for one another, but he didn’t exactly want to watch them acting like a couple. What was Zemin even thinking at that point? Had he actually gone completely mental, because it seemed like it.

“Ew? You can be ew!” Alec shouted after the wolves before he wrapped his arms around Zemin with a sigh. “I’m needy, can’t you shift or something?” He asked and raised an eyebrow, only to grin widely. “Not that i don’t like you like this, but I want real kisses and not whatever this shit”, he continued.
If i try to transform now, it’ll just end bad. What if I end up with these ears and a tail? That’d only make me look like a total joke! The wolf exclaimed and stroke his face against the ghouls, begging for more attention.
“I really don’t care wether you have a tail or not, as long as those perfect lips are present, I’m good”, Alec pointed out and gave a laugh when the older one continued with the stroking. “You really are a very large puppy, aren’t you? It’s adorable”, he said as he started scratching behind he fluffy ears.
I am..and thank you. Ezra refuses to admit that I’m adorable, Zemin muttered and looked more than cross.
“How can anyone even deny that? You’re like the most adorable being ever, no matter which form, even though this one probably takes first place.”