11-23-2018, 05:54 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Junji had told him to stay out, but he had never been too good at following rules. There were times that he disobeyed others just for the sake of it, getting a thrill from the small reminder of his freedom, but his current situation wasn't quite as simple. He wished he could say that he wasn't concerned about Junji shutting him and his kids out of his hut. Maybe if he tried hard enough he could convince himself that the angel was just busy with work, that he had a lot to get done and didn't want any distractions. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, he wasn't quite that unobservant. On the contrary, he'd always had an eye for spotting the troubles of other people. It had served him well in the past, letting him hunt the weakest of the flock. Both a blessing and a curse, it seemed.
He had been planning on visiting his boyfriend for a while now, but it was only recently that he'd worked up the courage to actually do it. Despite his love of disobeying orders, the thought was less appealing when those orders were Junji's. Still, he had to make sure everything was okay. If there really was something going on and he had the ability to help, he'd never forgive himself for anything that happened to the pretty ex-medic. Luca lingered outside his door, teeth pinching at his lower lip. Was it really that hard to knock on the door? Surely Junji would forgive him for interrupting anything.
No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than he heard his lover's voice. He tensed a little at the sound of his name, blinking with surprise. He thought he was being pretty stealthy, but apparently he had been caught. Junji continued to speak, and with a sinking feeling Luca began to piece together a picture that was more severe than he had ever hoped for. It was one thing to think that Junji had caught a nasty case of the flu, and it was another entirely to hear him talking about dying from the other side of a closed door. His heart thumped painfully in his chest. Perhaps Junji was just being dramatic, Luca thought as the moved to push open the door. The optimistic thought didn't quite reach the icy chill in his stomach, for it disappeared as soon as he got a good view of the room. A black, viscous fluid covered the floor and fur of the exhausted feline. The substance was one he knew well, the darkness of corruption was hard to forget once it had touched you.
"Junji..." his voice caught roughly on his tongue, an invisible weight pulling down on his throat. To see the first person he had loved- the first person that had loved him, clawing so desperately and weakly at the ground, was a sight filled with more despair than he had experienced since he gained his freedom. Such fear, such hopelessness. This was the price that came with real love. "Jun, I'm here," he managed to whisper, sinking down into the black pool that surrounded them. He had to do something, he couldn't let Junji die. Warmth flooded his shaking paws as he wrapped them around the dying body beside him, pulling Junji close to his chest. Determination fuelled him as his powers began to activate, starting the slow and painful transferring of health. If this corruption was killing Junji, it went without saying that it would destroy Luca's body and mind. That had never been a problem for him, though. After all, Junji deserved to live much more than he did.
The rational part of his mind was already screaming at him that it was too much, that his love was too far gone and that this was only bad for him in the long run, but the rational part of his brain had always been a small one. All those thoughts were overrun completely by the bigger part of his brain, the one driven by emotion and impulse. Even if Junji couldn't be saved, even if this killed the both of them, the least he could do was ease his pain. "I love you, I love you," he murmured into Junji's tar-matted fur, scalding tears spilling from his closed eyes. "Please don't leave... I need you-" but then came the familiar sensation in his throat, the burning and tightening that came before the flood. He coughed and spluttered as black slime bubbled up from his throat, but all he did was tighten his grip.
He had been planning on visiting his boyfriend for a while now, but it was only recently that he'd worked up the courage to actually do it. Despite his love of disobeying orders, the thought was less appealing when those orders were Junji's. Still, he had to make sure everything was okay. If there really was something going on and he had the ability to help, he'd never forgive himself for anything that happened to the pretty ex-medic. Luca lingered outside his door, teeth pinching at his lower lip. Was it really that hard to knock on the door? Surely Junji would forgive him for interrupting anything.
No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than he heard his lover's voice. He tensed a little at the sound of his name, blinking with surprise. He thought he was being pretty stealthy, but apparently he had been caught. Junji continued to speak, and with a sinking feeling Luca began to piece together a picture that was more severe than he had ever hoped for. It was one thing to think that Junji had caught a nasty case of the flu, and it was another entirely to hear him talking about dying from the other side of a closed door. His heart thumped painfully in his chest. Perhaps Junji was just being dramatic, Luca thought as the moved to push open the door. The optimistic thought didn't quite reach the icy chill in his stomach, for it disappeared as soon as he got a good view of the room. A black, viscous fluid covered the floor and fur of the exhausted feline. The substance was one he knew well, the darkness of corruption was hard to forget once it had touched you.
"Junji..." his voice caught roughly on his tongue, an invisible weight pulling down on his throat. To see the first person he had loved- the first person that had loved him, clawing so desperately and weakly at the ground, was a sight filled with more despair than he had experienced since he gained his freedom. Such fear, such hopelessness. This was the price that came with real love. "Jun, I'm here," he managed to whisper, sinking down into the black pool that surrounded them. He had to do something, he couldn't let Junji die. Warmth flooded his shaking paws as he wrapped them around the dying body beside him, pulling Junji close to his chest. Determination fuelled him as his powers began to activate, starting the slow and painful transferring of health. If this corruption was killing Junji, it went without saying that it would destroy Luca's body and mind. That had never been a problem for him, though. After all, Junji deserved to live much more than he did.
The rational part of his mind was already screaming at him that it was too much, that his love was too far gone and that this was only bad for him in the long run, but the rational part of his brain had always been a small one. All those thoughts were overrun completely by the bigger part of his brain, the one driven by emotion and impulse. Even if Junji couldn't be saved, even if this killed the both of them, the least he could do was ease his pain. "I love you, I love you," he murmured into Junji's tar-matted fur, scalding tears spilling from his closed eyes. "Please don't leave... I need you-" but then came the familiar sensation in his throat, the burning and tightening that came before the flood. He coughed and spluttered as black slime bubbled up from his throat, but all he did was tighten his grip.
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