esp_dragon: Happy Chuck and Mike (Chuck and Mike)
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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: A spar doesn't end like M-21 expects it.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 248
Total word count: 17,026
Status: Work in progress


M-21 brushed his slick hair away from his face, but that didn’t do anything to get rid of the rain falling all around him and Kentas.

Kentas was much worse, seeing how he was laying in the thick mud, punched down hard enough the mud had splattered everywhere. M-21’s transformation had kept him warm during the storm, but now that he’d let go of it, his skin was cooling fast.

Urgh. If they stayed for long enough, the rain should wash away most of the mud. Should. It wouldn’t satisfy Frankenstein, but there was a hose in the garden to get the rest of it off.

With a grimace, M-21 pushed himself up, intending to pull Kentas up.

Intending to.

“Shi-!” The ground wasn’t as stable as it had been a few minutes ago and he slipped, slamming almost face first onto Kentas.

“Oof!”

“That fucking hurt more than being punched by you,” M-21 grumbled into Kentas’ chest. For the punches, he’d known it was coming and had braced for it.

Kentas chuckled, patting his shoulder. “So we should do this more often.”

M-21 grimaced again. “Training obsessed asshole.” Even though it was true — M-21 was more used to fighting in the city, maybe standing on loose debris after a building had been knocked down and not as much when it was raining. “Fine.” They wouldn’t have to wait long for the next storm, and he was sure Kentas would want to train in between then as well.



Inspired by the dateawerewolfsuggestion, 'Date a werewolf who likes to roll around in mud and then drags you in to play.'

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