When Youji approached the apartment he was relieved to see that all of the lights were off. He unlocked the front door and hurried inside, but he cursed as he smeared blood on the door frame. Just another thing he'd have to clean up or explain away. He stepped into the kitchen and flicked on the light then stopped dead when he saw Ken sitting there.
In the light it was clear just how blood splattered Youji was and even his hair was darkened with blood from a small cut on his head. He was wearing dark clothes, so that hid some of the blood spatter, but not enough for him to explain it away. Tonight's job hadn't gone particularly well and it had been a messy kill with no where to clean up before he'd come home. Ken was supposed to have been out all night, so Youji hadn't been particularly careful, but clearly his carelessness was coming back to bite him in the ass.
"...Shit. Ken. What the fuck are you doing home? Didn't you have some movie thing?"
He lifted a hand and covered his face, darkened hair falling forward as he clenched his jaw.
In the light it was clear just how blood splattered Youji was and even his hair was darkened with blood from a small cut on his head. He was wearing dark clothes, so that hid some of the blood spatter, but not enough for him to explain it away. Tonight's job hadn't gone particularly well and it had been a messy kill with no where to clean up before he'd come home. Ken was supposed to have been out all night, so Youji hadn't been particularly careful, but clearly his carelessness was coming back to bite him in the ass.
"...Shit. Ken. What the fuck are you doing home? Didn't you have some movie thing?"
He lifted a hand and covered his face, darkened hair falling forward as he clenched his jaw.
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