#i've had silverfang for the span of more or less 72 hours

[cebwrites]

carnivore, animal

a/n: something short and sweet for the brainworms- i needed to make a character for a dnd oneshot but oops i did it again, cev got attached to a one off OC after giving him characterization and made the mistake of thinking about him interacting with my other OCs 🥴🤙

oc x oc, cw for cannibalism mention word count: 0.4k

When the boys first get a moment to themselves between work—targets dead and gone, so Silver decides to bum in the hotel room Kirin's staying in on Crocodile's dime while the cleanup team does their job—Silver decides to start pushing per usual, getting up in his personal space, towering over Kirin in an attempt to get a rise out of him.

"Ooh, aren't you afraid of being alone with the Man-Eater, Mr. Hunter? I'm the big bad hyena no one wants to mess with, what makes you so sure I won't devour you right here, right now."

Kirin makes a dismissive motion with his hand to put some distance between them, but looks unbothered, bored even, while he cleans his blades. "I've dealt with scarier boogeymen before. I'm surprised though, I thought the cannibalism rumors were just that."

Silver laughs, loud and obnoxious before he closes distance again, deliberately almost nose to nose this time with a vicious grin. "I am a cannibal, baby. Maybe I enjoy the hunt, the kill. Maybe I'm staring down my next meal. Don'cha wanna know why?"

Kirin remains remarkably unfazed, pushing past him to rummage for something in his overnight bag.

"I've never seen you eat any of your "prey" before, so it has to be something for special occasions," unable to find what he was looking for, he throws glance at the other man, "not like I treat bodies much better, we are killers after all. So whatever reasons you do have, are none of my concern."

Silver is . . . thrown off by the first part of his response, and the second brings out that unnerving high-pitch giggle again while he runs his hand through his hair. Every word Kirin says is delivered with complete uncomplicated sincerity, like he isn't talking to a man who's committed the taboo of eating other people, and it tickles him.

What the hell, he can't get a solid read on this guy at all.

"I like you, hunter, you've got guts. Spend the night with me."

Silver doesn't leave enough room to respond to his compliment before he drops the proposition in his junior's lap, Kirin's reply? Briefly raised eyebrows, a pat on the chest, and the soft dismissal of, "Oh, and he's so forward, too."

Consequently it wasn't a no, just "not now", as the men would end up knocking boots anyway during another meetup just a few months later.