close call
apologies for the mixture of text and ss. at the time, i didn't make many screenshots of their first encounter, but i hope you can still follow along with what is happening.
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stanisลaw [stasio] moved to the U.S. with his little brother, miลogost not long ago. soon after moving into his home, he met a group of guys at a local bar; unknowing to him that their plan for him was significantly more sinister than he could've imagined. while he was able to escape them, he was inevitably left with their curse; the curse of the werewolf. though he didn't initially remember what happened to him, images of that dark night have begun to float back to the surface.
one night as stasio was seeking an easy target for his next meal, he happened upon someone who was almost too easy of a target. a beautiful pink haired boy who stood quietly crying, all alone in the dark. his clothes looked to be that of a cheap uniform of some sort. his soft, pale skin nearly glowed under the light of the moon. delicate, an easy kill who likely wouldn't fight back.
but something.. something made him want to wait. to see why he was so bold to stay outside alone at this time of night, especially around here. the brief thought playing 'cat and mouse' or rather, 'wolf and mouse' crossed his mind; but as did another. the thought of the sheer loneliness he faced day in, and day out. "if you eat all of the cute ones, there won't be any left to..." he cut off his thoughts.
"you do realize it's really unsafe out here at night, right? are you okay?" stasio cautiously approached the sobbing boy, careful as to not scare him.
"i know. i don't care right now, honestly. i just got fired and i really don't know what i'm going to do." he sniffled, wiping his tears as he attempted to harden his expression. "i'm a.. well, i was a pizza delivery boy whose car can't even stay running. pretty useless."
he studied the boy for a moment, who didn't seem to have any idea what he was, or the temptations he found himself battling against.
"don't be so hard on yourself. plenty of other jobs that will take you, i bet." stasio couldn't help but wonder how he tasted.. inside and out. "you uh, want me to walk you home?"
"i don't wanna put you out. you were walking the opposite direction of where i live."
"i don't know you, but i'd rather know you made it home safe. you're like a domastic rabbit to these fucking guys around here, whether or not you realize it. trust me." his eyes burned into the boy's.
"i um, thank you. i've never had to walk home at night, but maybe your idea is for the best."
his blood begins to boil at the deafening howl of the moon, it's a close call as he makes it back home just in time.