Heat

May. 30th, 2018 06:06 am
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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 wasn’t alone. He could tell that much, but his groggy mind wouldn’t give him much more than that
Notes: Cold prompt for the Noblesse 10th year anniversary event.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 230
Status: Work in progress



M-21 wasn’t alone. He could tell that much, but his groggy mind wouldn’t give him much more than that. Something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

He struggled to wake up, but he was surrounded by warmth, pulling him back to sleep again. Dammit, no…

* * *

M-21 still wasn’t alone when he woke up next, two bodies pressed on either side of him. Takeo and Tao. He smelled blood, but it was old, not fresh. Right, there had been a fight and…?

“Evenin’, sleepyhead,” Tao said, Takeo tightening his grip on M-21’s waist.

Huh. “Didn’t think-” He grimaced, his throat feeling like he’d had to regrow it recently. He might have. “Didn’t think this was part of Frankenstein’s recovery advice.” They were usually in separate beds, hooked up to various machines depending on how badly they’d been injured. This time they were in a double bed in one of the lab rooms, a blanket covering all of them.

Takeo chuckled softly. “It was.”

“Yup! You were losing heat fast, so we had to get imaginative on what to do to help ya keep warm.” Tao huffed, his breath tickling M-21’s neck. “Gotta say, you with a regular temperature is weird.”

His temperature usually ran higher than normal; he’d guessed it was because of the modifications with his heart, or because he kept transforming so much. And Tao had a habit of using him as a personal hot water bottle, so was used to his usual temperature.

Hm. …That was fine. M-21 sighed, settling back into their embraces, seeing Tao’s grin and Takeo’s small smile.

There were far worse places to be than sharing a bed with Takeo and Tao.

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