i'll be good / return

[Luca]

"Junji!"

Bakugou was right, Luca didn't miss much with those sharp eyes and ears of his. It only took his name in that familiar, beautiful voice, and Luca was speeding over at triple his usual pace. Now it was known fact that Luca hated to yell, but he sure yelled now as he sped across the Typhoon's golden sands. He had to let Junji know that he was here, that he had been waiting desperately for his return. The flour that caked the fur of his chest and paws indicated that he had been baking before he rushed to the gates, a habit he often preformed to calm himself down in times of distress. He squirmed between the crowd, paying no mind to the newly revived Bakugou (a painful reminder of his demonic soul) and straight towards his angelic lover (who was uncomfortable to look at in his own right). Blood caked the once pristine feline's fur, and he reached out in an attempt to brush the pretty boy's cheek. "I missed you so much," he said, his voice wavering as tears bloomed along his lower lashes. The last time he'd touched the angel it was in the process of trying to eat him alive. Luca had no words to express his guilt, so he didn't try. Later he would hold Junji close and sob apologies until the both of them were sick of his voice, but for now all he wanted was to get rid of the blood and the tears and the dark circles that almost made Junji hard to recognize. "Stay with me for a bit, please, my house is closer I promise I- I'll bring you anything you want-" his voice cracked and he broke off, sharp teeth coming down on his lower lip.