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Bad Moon
It was a bad moon. Hex had been on edge, aggressive with everyone. Even Nyx. If he wasn't eating, he was in the gym. If he wasn't in the gym, he was fucking. Or thinking about it. Angry, hungry, horny like no moon prior.
The day before the moon he'd gone out to get breakfast and was eating a sausage roll reading the headlines. Super moon. Closer to the planet than usual. Fucking brilliant. At least there was a reason the wolf was unreasonable.
When the change happened, he was safely in Nyx's bed, a dirty shirt along with the nymph's pillow for him inside the enchanted cage. Other month's he'd laid down, content to sleep through the event. Tonight, though, he paced and whimpered. He lunged at the bars to get out with all his might. When he couldn't get out, the wolf thrashed around, tearing apart Hex's own pillow, then taking up Nyx's shirt in it's jaws to thrash back an forth in frustration.
The day before the moon he'd gone out to get breakfast and was eating a sausage roll reading the headlines. Super moon. Closer to the planet than usual. Fucking brilliant. At least there was a reason the wolf was unreasonable.
When the change happened, he was safely in Nyx's bed, a dirty shirt along with the nymph's pillow for him inside the enchanted cage. Other month's he'd laid down, content to sleep through the event. Tonight, though, he paced and whimpered. He lunged at the bars to get out with all his might. When he couldn't get out, the wolf thrashed around, tearing apart Hex's own pillow, then taking up Nyx's shirt in it's jaws to thrash back an forth in frustration.
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"My good boy," Nyx said softly, stroking Hex gently as he started to sing to him.
"Let's rest," he said finally laying beside him. "Goodnight, Hex."
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More than once, Hex managed to sneak a lick in against Nyx's face. He finally settled, though, once Nyx was comfortable. It was then that he laid his heavy head on the nymph's chest, sighed heavily, and went to sleep.
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Nyx slept hard, like always, only waking when sunlight started to filter through the curtains.
Yawning, he stretched a little, gently nudging Hex off of him.
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Hex was naked, the corner of a blanket pulled over his shoulders and his bare ass out in the morning sun. He grumbled a bit when Nyx roused him, but then rolled and stretched and yawned.
And looked around.
The room was a mess. The cage was open. He was on Nyx.
"Oh my god, what did you do?" he asked, horrified.
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"Don't scold me, you were sad. I let you run around the room a bit. You were fine. You were sweet even, Then we slept," he finished with a yawn.
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"Are you serious? Sad? Nyx, the wolf is dangerous! What if I'd hurt you?" he asked, a bit panicked at the possibilities.
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"Hex, I don't know how to break this to you, but unless those fangs are made of iron, your wolf is no match for a fae prince. I could freeze you in time until morning, I could trap you, taze you, banish you to another realm- Hell, I could turn you inside out with a flick of my wrist. I don't need to be afraid of you, Hex. Really, if you had any sense, you'd fear me," he finished with a little yawn. "...Fancy a mimosa?" he asked as he sat up.
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"Yeah, alright," he nodded, getting to his feet so he could find something to wear.
It took a few moments before he asked, without looking at him,
"You wouldn't really turn me inside out, would you?"
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"I think there's still juice in the fridge," Nyx mused, before answering the question. "And no, obviously not. ...But I could."
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"I've heard you say that before," he told the inside of the fridge. "I can't remember where. But you said it. I remember that."
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"I remember. It wasn't aimed at you then," he assured Hex, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Never you, love."
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"Hurting you is me biggest fear, yeah? Even if I ought to be frightened, I'm not. Not of you," he said, turning a smile to Nyx. "Only of meself."
He came out with the juice.
"Was nice waking up with you," he said quietly. "I feel...usually the morning after I'm a bit sick, yeah? Today I feel...decent."
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"Yeah?" Nyx said, taking the juice and starting to make drinks. Drinking was his favourite thing, lately. Food was ignored, sleep was a rare treat, but a drink and a pill and he was good to go.
"I'm glad. I was worried last night, you've been acting so strange this time around."
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"The news said the moon is extra close this month," he said. "Maybe that's it."
It couldn't have anything to do with the fact that Nyx was getting on with Willy, that Nyx was busy with the album, that Nyx was the only thing keeping the wolf in check this month. Anymore at all, if he were honest.
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"Oh? Maybe," Nyx said, since he didn't know any better. "I'm just glad you're alright. I worry," he said honestly, downing his first drink and making another.
"You seemed sad last night, but you kept bringing me things. It was sweet."
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"You're sad," he said, as if it wasn't obvious. "You're sadder today than yesterday, even. You stink of it."
He grabbed a piece of cold pizza from the fridge, only a single sip into his own drink.
"I don't mean that bad, but if I can tell, the wolf really knows."
He took a bite of pizza, then started to giggle and had to cover his mouth to keep it in.
"You should register me as your emotional support animal," he laughed after he swallowed.