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(Back dated to NYE Event. After the everyone left the hotel, but before the Funhouse began)

A Bird and A Stone

Kraven lay in bed, stretched out after the night’s events. It had been some ungodly time in the morning when they had finally been allowed to leave the hotel, and Kraven had proceeded to immediately drag Kazuo back to his place instead of letting the smaller man return home. So now here they were, back at his shitty, some how functioning apartment at God knows what time (Kraven suspected it was somewhere between Six and Seven in the morning. Thank god for blackout curtains), in bed. Kazuo had fallen almost fallen asleep the second he hit the bed. The poor guy was practically asleep leaning against him as the DCPD stormed the hotel that night. Fortunately though, he was awake enough to tell Kraven how to atleast get him out of his blazer before falling asleep.

Kazuo was gonna be pissed in the morning when he saw Kraven had stripped him completely and stuck him in a tee shirt. Even more pissed when he saw his outfit crumpled up in a ball. But Kray didn’t care. Gently rolling onto his side, Kraven kept one arm tucked under his head while he brought the other to his side. The shirt looked absolutely massive on Kazuo. If he had to wager, the hem of the shirt came down to the man’s knees, and it was already falling off one shoulder. Kazuo shivered slightly, curling further into the little ball he’d worked himself into. Kraven rolled his eyes as he softly tugged the cover further up on Kaz’s body.

Stupid little pipsqueak.

Though, the longer pale ivy eyes stared at the small, brown haired bundle in his bed, the more his lips set into a thin line. Softly, Kraven brushed the knuckles of his fingers against Kazuo’s cheek. Kazuo didn’t feel any colder, but Kraven was still new to all of this Negaverse stuff. He wasn’t sure if this would affect Kazuo later, or if it even had a lasting effect. It seemed that, for now atleast, Kaz would just be tired and a bit lethargic when he woke up. His fingertips then moved, gently tugging stray strands of hair out of Kazuo’s face.

“Stupid little s**t.” He grumbled. “Should have let me pull off the ******** mask. I would have let you have mine if I knew you were going to b***h about it that much.” His eyes narrowed as he glared at the sleeping form before him. He had been oddly cuddly afterwards when he had taken Kaz to the medical station. Sitting close, propping an arm behind him to help him sit up. Gently nuzzling him. All of the usual s**t that would have had Kraven gagging on site if someone else were to do it. Kraven immediately cursed quietly afterwards.

Said stupid little pipsqueak had him whipped. Had him whipped badly.

“Fuuuuuck…” He growled quietly as he ran an agitated hand through his hair. The two had known each other for just over a month. How in <********> did he get to this point. This was not good. This was not good for a number of reasons. Again, Kraven made an irritated noise in the back of his throat. Something would have to be done about this. ********. This was not what he wanted to be thinking when there was someone in his bed. This wasn’t where his mind should be at all given the earlier events. Kraven growled to himself, scrubbing his face with his hand when Kazuo shifted again, derailing Kraven’s train of thought as he murmured in his sleep. The older male stared at him for a moment before adopting his usual bored appearance before dragging the body over. “ ‘m right here…” Kraven muttered. “Ain’t going anywhere… So you better not ******** pass out on me like that again you hear me? I oughta kick your a** for that.” The only reply Kraven got was Kazuo murmuring something he couldn’t hear while nuzzling his face against Kraven’s chest. Kraven snorted. “a*****e.”

Kraven sighed to himself. He’d deal with this bullshit later. When they both had gotten some sleep.


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