#so it looks like yuuki is just not paying a lick of attention to the conversation and interjecting with random shit

[honorthysalad]

Asaclown is honestly crazy

[musicprincess655]

“I can’t hang out this weekend,” Jun told Yuuki.

“Tired of me already?” Yuuki asked, but Jun could hear the unspoken is something wrong?

“Full moon,” Jun said in explanation. He expected Yuuki to just give him that look of acceptance, but instead, Yuuki looked interested. “What?”

“Can I see?” Yuuki asked.

“Can you what?”

“Can I see you on the full moon?” Yuuki asked again. “You said you’re all there, right? So you’re not dangerous.”

“Being in control isn’t the same thing as not being dangerous,” Jun said. “I told you about always breaking shit, right?”

“Have you considered enrichment toys?” Yuuki asked.

“Have I considered what?”

“Am I speaking clearly enough?” Yuuki looked concerned for a moment, but went on. “Enrichment toys. Stuff to keep you busy during the full moon. It sounds less like you’re dangerous and more like you’re bored. You said you always feel like you want to run but you have to stay inside, right?”

Jun nodded.

“Then you’re probably just bored,” Yuuki said. “You have the same intelligent mind, but you’re in a restless animal body. If you don’t occupy yourself, you’ll break something just for something to do.”

“I…huh.” Jun had never considered his problem was simple boredom before. As far as he knew, nobody in his family had either. His sisters were just as destructive as he was, but he knew his mother had calmed down with age. He’d always assumed he’d get there eventually, but maybe his mother had just gotten better at managing boredom with age.

Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that his father had always spent full moons with her, for as long as Jun could remember. Jun could barely remember anything about it, because he’d always been preoccupied with his own full moon, but he could remember hearing his father speaking to his mother.

Had she really gotten through easier because his father distracted her from her boredom?

At the very least, he was pretty sure it would be perfectly safe for Yuuki to spend the night with him. Whether he wanted Yuuki to see him like that was another matter entirely.

“I guess,” Jun agreed reluctantly. “I think you’ll be pretty bored, though.”

Or pretty freaked out, but Yuuki hadn’t gone running yet, so Jun might actually be in the clear.

“I don’t think so,” Yuuki said. “Do you think you’ll play fetch?”

It took Jun a full beat and a half before he realized Yuuki was kidding.

“Try it and see what happens,” Jun threatened. The side of Yuuki’s mouth quirked up.

“I won’t tease you too much,” he promised. “I am interested to see what you look like as a wolf, though.”

Personally, Jun didn’t think he’d look like anything special. He knew he was a plain brown as a wolf. He’d just look like a big, shaggy dog.

“You should come over before the sun goes down on Friday,” Jun told him. “Things get weird after it gets dark.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Yuuki said.

Jun wasted the rest of his week fretting about spending the full moon with Yuuki, trying to make sure his apartment was presentable – an exercise in futility, especially since Yuuki had been over before and knew what his life was – trying to make sure he would look presentable – another exercise in futility, if past experience was to be believed.

And before he knew it, it was Friday, and he was going to have to deal with whatever came. He stopped to try and flick his hair into place when he heard the doorbell, and immediately grumbled at himself. It wasn’t like it would make a difference in the long run.

Yuuki held up a cooler when Jun opened the door.

“Can I put this in your freezer?” he asked.

“What’s in there?” Jun asked, taking the cooler and walking it to the kitchen area.

“Frozen Kong.” Jun opened the cooler to see just that. He shot Yuuki an unamused look. “What?”

“I’m not a dog,” Jun said. It didn’t matter how much he yelled at the mailman. Fucker deserved it for losing half of Jun’s messages when he first moved in.

“I know,” Yuuki said. “But it’ll keep you busy. And peanut butter is good.”

“Where did you even get peanut butter?”

“Amazon exists.”

“Forget I asked.”

Yuuki had set his bag down by Jun’s futon. He’d probably be the only one sleeping in it. Jun tended to pace all night, meaning he’d be absolutely wrecked the next day.

“I wasn’t sure what kinds of toys you’d like, so I got a few kinds,” Yuuki said. “These are for chewing, those are for tug of war, this is for fetch, but I don’t think there’s room for that.”

“I’d need a lot more space,” Jun agreed. He moved around, putting valuables in places he couldn’t get to as a wolf. “One time we went on a camping trip during a full moon. That was the best, my sisters and I ran forever.”

“We should do that sometime.”

“Make it through this moon and we’ll see.”

The sun had finally dipped below the horizon line, and Jun could feel the jitters beneath his skin. He wouldn’t transform properly until the moon was all the way up, but it was starting.

“No laughing at me,” he threatened, stripping his shirt over his head. He dropped his sweatpants and boxers, mostly unconcerned with his own nakedness. To his credit, Yuuki only gave him one appreciative once-over before returning to getting toys out of his bag. He had a book to read, but Jun had no idea whether he’d be able to read it at all.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Yuuki said. “How long before you shift?”

“I can shift now, but I want to wait as long as I can,” Jun said. “The longer I stay as a wolf, the more I cramp up. I can’t run the shift off, so my muscles just lock up, and the longer they stay that way, the worse I feel the next day.”

“Sounds rough,” Yuuki said sympathetically, leaning back against Jun’s pillows.

Jun tried to pay attention to their conversation, but half of his concentration was on the slowly rising moon. As it rose higher in the sky, it dragged more of his attention, until he felt the change on him, almost like a surprise. But he’d been a werewolf his entire life, and the shift was second nature by now.

His vision was different now, dimmer, but his sense of smell and hearing had kicked into high gear. He could hear Yuuki’s heart beat from here.

Yuuki.

Jun shuffled forward, carefully, so carefully. It would be so easy to hurt him, even by accident.

A loud squeaking sound made him jump out of his skin. He looked down to see some kind of rubber bone beneath his feet.

Yuuki was saying something to him, but Jun couldn’t tell around his laughter. Just to spite him, Jun picked up the squeaky toy and shook it around, causing a cascade of squeaks to fill the apartment. Yuuki only laughed harder.

Jun dropped the squeaky toy, picking up the tennis ball instead. It was a little small, but perfectly good to chew on, and this one didn’t make noises. Honestly, this wasn’t bad. The act of chewing let him work out the soreness in his jaw, always one of the worse areas because it changed so much.

Maybe Yuuki was right after all.

Yuuki stood up, and Jun followed him to the kitchen, nearly pressing into his leg. He bumped Yuuki’s hip with his head, trying to get his attention. For what, he wasn’t sure. He definitely wasn’t expecting Yuuki to get down on a knee and bury his fingers in Jun’s fur. Or the scratching that followed.

But, gods, that felt so good. Jun hadn’t felt itchy, but it still felt like a bad itch getting scratched. Yuuki pulled a hand away, grimacing at all the fur that came with him.

“Gross,” he said. Jun made a kind of coughing sound that was laughter in this form. Yuuki gave him a look, but held up the item he must have come here for.

It smelled amazing.

“Go nuts,” Yuuki said, letting Jun grab the frozen Kong out of his hands. Jun took it back over by the futon, trying to twist his tongue to get the peanut butter. It was a lot harder when it was frozen. The best he could do was bite down to push it out a little, and then lick at it until it melted into his mouth.

Yuuki sat back on the futon, a trash bag in his hand. He petted Jun again, every so often discarding the loose fur into the bag. Jun didn’t pay much attention to him, more concerned with getting every bit of peanut butter out of the Kong.

By the time he’d finished, Yuuki had finished brushing his loose fur out, and was instead stroking gently at Jun’s ears. It was a soothing motion, and it lulled Jun. He wasn’t falling asleep, not exactly. He just didn’t feel nearly as restless as he always had in the past.

Jun went back for his tennis ball, flopping beside Yuuki. He went back to work chewing at it, working out the last of the kinks in his jaw.

“So chew toys do it for you,” Yuuki said. Jun huffed at him. Yuuki picked up his book, left hand still absently working its way over Jun’s head and around his ears. “Want me to read to you?”

Jun huffed again, shifting so his head was half in Yuuki’s lap, still chewing on his tennis ball. Yuuki started to read, and while Jun only caught half the words, it was soothing. Slowly but surely, he could feel himself drooping. Yuuki passed out before Jun did, but as the moon began to set for good, he finally fell asleep, head dropped in Yuuki’s lap.

Jun woke when the morning sun hit him in the eyes. He groaned, rolled over, and found himself with a face full of Yuuki’s belly. He was still in Yuuki’s lap.

“Wassu?” Yuuki mumbled, shifting.

“Nothin’,” Jun whispered back. “You can sleep more.”

“Nah.” Yuuki sat up. “How are you feeling?”

Jun took stock of his body. His arms, legs, and back were still sore, and he’d rather spend his day in bed than trying to move at all. But his face didn’t hurt, and that was such a vast improvement over his usual post-moon state that he was considering requiring Yuuki’s presence at all his full moons.

Or at least a supply of frozen Kongs.

“I’m okay,” he said. “Less sore than normal.”

“And nothing’s broken,” Yuuki pointed out. Jun whipped his head up. Yuuki was right. There weren’t even any new scratch marks.

“Wow.”

“You really were just bored out of your mind.”

“Shh,” Jun hushed him. “Sleep for a few more hours. I’ve gotta recover from that.”

Yuuki pulled him until they were spooning, his chest warm against Jun’s back. It was fully summer now, and it was almost uncomfortable to lay like this, but Jun let it happen. He didn’t even worry about his nakedness.

He just let himself drift back to sleep in peace, his boyfriend’s arms secure around him.

[moonlightmagus]

Shirou:

The place certainly attracted a certain kind of audience – the extremely wealthy and opulent, yet not in the chintzy side. Indeed, it was easy to tell everybody there was way out of their league – kings, deities and all sort of important people. Even the more discreet ones had an aura that could be rather intimidating. Maybe he could use it in his favor somehow? Shirou has become quite used to be underestimated, so all he has to do is to keep on doing his own thing. It might not work for everybody, but his experience with a certain golden king taught him a thing or two.

At least knowing how he is going to look like as an adult was a relief – Shirou always wanted to get a few centimeters taller, having a strong and reliable body. Too bad that he might become a jerk, tho.

He mimicked Yuuki, having some experience with wine thanks to Tohsaka. Quietly swaying the bottom of the glass and sensing the scent, he could tell ❝ Scent of plums and sweet, robust taste. This is probably very expensive. ❞ Shirou took a small sample – you are not supposed to take large gulps, but to let it linger. Even with his basic knowledge he could tell a glass probably costs more than his yearly salary at Copenhagen.

❝ I feel like showing off my lovely companion a little longer. ❞ the boy flashed a smile, trying his best to play the part of a gentleman even if he had no idea what he was doing. He was paying attention to any potential escape routes and the security, along with any blind spots. The flashy lights were annoying, but they could help in his favor once he gets more used to it.

❝ Allow me to accompany you the bar.❞

(Don’t lose it, don’t lose it, keep it cool keep it cool) 

Hearing Shirou say that, almost caused her to falter. She did grip his arm slightly tighter as that was the only thing she expressed. She had to keep her cool, if she broke it now that they were being observed by the security, her ruse would be entirely broken. 

Shirou was much better at this than her, despite her training at the Clock Tower. She chalked it up to being taught by a much better teacher. Especially since she didn’t have much of a teacher. Yuuki mainly kept to herself and avoided almost, well, everyone. No one really wanted much to do with a ‘country bumpkin’ anyways, knowing the only reason she was allowed was because of her unusually high affinity for Familiar work. 

“Now now, you know I’m only your companion as long as you continue to roll high and wig big, darling~” She teased, allowing him to lead her to the bar. She was very careful to attempt to catch the potential blind spots of the surveillance cameras, but wherever there was one, a medjed worker was rotating to. She grabbed his arm tighter, and leaned to his ear, a seductive smile upon her lips as she grabbed his chin lightly, moving his face just enough to cover her lips from the surveillance cameras. 

“There are no blind spots, Medjeds constantly rotate those areas where the Cameras cannot reach. Be aware.” She whispered just loud enough for him to hear, before pulling back and licking her lips softly. She finished speaking in time to make it to the bar. “Thank you so much~” She replied, her voice was slow and alluring.