#werewolf koushuu

[koushuwu]

stay

minors do not interact | okumura koushuu x reader

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tags/cw: spooky sports entry, werewolf!koushuu, manipulation, toxic relationship, obsessive behavior, angst, kidnapping (of readers male friend), very vague context, no editing we die like neji. tell me if i missed something pls.

“where is he?” you asked, voice quivering as you looked your boyfriend in the eye. his ears laid back flat against his head, almost blending in with his blonde hair.

“gone,” koushuu said. not sure exactly what you’d expected when confronting the werewolf, but it wasn’t this. not that blunt carefree tone, as if he’s just commented on the weather. maybe that should have been expected, though.

“what do you mean gone?” you asked. your hands were already trembling. your friend had gone missing and when koushuu had let slip that he knew something. that he’d helped you by taking him off your hands. your blood had run cold.

“don’t worry about it.” your insides started twisting on themselves, at the way he dismissed it, like it was nothing. it wasn’t nothing. it wasn’t nothing. how could he— why didn’t he care? it. wasn’t. nothing.

“koushuu,” you said. harsh. accusatory. a warning, as the worry you’d carried for days rose like bile in your throat. “what did you do to him?”

“i said don’t worry about it. he won’t bother you anymore,” koushuu said, taking a step towards you. one that you matched backwards, nimbly keeping him out of your personal space. he looked at you, tilting his head to the side, ears falling slightly. hurt.

“that’s not the issue here,” you pointed out, still keeping your distance. your boyfriends droopy ears most often made you feel for him. made you want to go to him and comfort him. but this— this was too much. even as it seeped into the tight knot in your stomach. your chest. too much. your eyes were burning and your voice thick as lead. “he didn’t bother me. he’s my friend!”

“he made you cry.” your lower lip trembled. he did make you cry, but you’d made him cry first, and now you were never going to salvage that friendship again. you were never— the first tear slipped from your eye. koushuu’s eyes widened. the second tear followed and he moved in, hands extended toward you. “no. no, no, no. don’t— don’t do that. don’t cry. please. this isn’t what i wanted.” your own feet moved before you even considered, carrying you backward, keeping the distance, hands in front of you like a barrier.

“don’t— don’t touch me.” his ears twitched. tail swishing. a low whine sounded from the very back of his throat. you knew that sound. just like you knew the way his tail flicked and his ears dropped even further. you knew his mannerisms. but you’d never known he’d do something like this. he’s stopped his charge, staring at you with those big wet eyes. the change in his mannerism was stark. from not caring to the embodiment of heartbroken.

“please don’t do this.” the desperation in his voice ripped at your heart, making the tears flow harder. “okay. okay, alright. i’ll let him go. just— please don’t cry. don’t push me away.” let… let him go? you didn’t think before you moved. with your hands fisted in the front of his shirt, you stared back at him through the tears. let him go?

“he’s alive!?” your hands trembled. your voice trembled. hope. a little glimmer of hope pushing back against the tears.

“he’s alive,” he agreed. he was alive. your friend was alive. koushuu’s hands on your hips, fingers winding into the fabric of your shirt, clutching the fabric and pleaded. “you can’t push me away like this. please. i need you.”

“let him go,” you said. you needed to hear him say it again. needed him to promise you.

“stay with me,” he said instead, hands moving to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer.

“let him go,” you repeated, still holding his gaze as his arms tensed. scared that you’d disappear if he let up for even a moment.

“i’ll let him go. just— don’t leave me.” one hand moved into your hair, claws grazing your scalp as his pulled you against him.

“you can’t pull something like this again. promise me,” you said against his shirt, voice stern, but still tick from the tears.

“stay. i promise. just—” koushuu cradled you like you were the most precious thing to him. like he never wanted to let you go. maybe you should have been been disturbed by the way he hadn’t cared about removing your friend at all. but right now, you just felt relieved. his lips pressed against your hair. “stay.”

“i’ll stay.”

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stay ☀︎ (746 words)

werewolf!koushuu just wants you to be his, and his alone. he wants to ensure that no one ever upsets you. it’s that simple. isn’t it?

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