#better put a collar on that demon kichi he Can and Will hurt someone if he leaves that room rn

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@not-bcring cont. from (X)

If it weren't for his own finely tuned instincts, those subtleties in Kokichi's stance and tone might have gone unoticed. But Gundham noticed. And it made that second step backwards much harder to take. "It...would seem so. I..." One hand had his scarf pulled over his nose while the other held onto a rung of metal ladder leading up to Kokichi's spot the top bunk, the metal audibly creaking under his superhuman grip as if it would keep him from moving towards his tiny boyfriend. "I didn't expect- Demons are supposed to...this should have already happened, but my angelic blood-" Half formed tellings of the situation at hand, even Kazuichi would be able to piece them together should he be here, so there's no doubt Kokichi can figure out what his boyfriend was trying to say.

"I know you want to help, but-" A hard swallow as a wave of heat warmed his body, that unmistakable fizzy scent slowly bubbling up alongside his own floral one leaving him dizzy and far too warm. Warm enough that he felt if he didn't remove his coat and scarf at the very least, he might boil in his own body. The dent in the metal of the ladder could be seen now, as the clothing in question was removed and simply dropped to the floor in haste, it looking a bit funny with how the bar went from large, to small, and then large again right in the middle of a rung. "I don't want to h-hurt you, or Kazuichi-"

Something changed as he spoke their partner's name, a step now being taken towards the door as his eyes were overtaken by the deep black of his pupils. It was no different than a human's, but there was just something...off about Gundham's, a danger that was born more of instinct than any tangible reason. "Where is he." There was an inhuman growl to his voice and an urgency behind his words. "I haven't seen him- Where-"