Nightshift 27: M49

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Nearly as soon as the doors unlocked, Yohji pulled out the pack of cigarettes and the matches. Ignoring his roommate and any protests he might have, the assassin placed one of them between his lips and lit it up with practiced motions. He took a drag on it and closed his eyes, almost in bliss, before releasing the smoke and letting it drift to the

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[From here.]

He was honestly going to go get drunk in a place like this. It didn't really strike him until he was outside Yohji's door. He couldn't even pretend it had something to do with getting out or forging alliances or even pilfering some some alcohol for weapons. He was pretty sure he could ask easily while they were sober without the assassin batting an eyelash at him.

He just wanted to loosen up for a while. Did that mean this place was really getting to him, little by little, making him compliant? Cliff didn't know. He wasn't really in a fighting mood right now, that was for sure.

Who've I been kidding? I'm no soldier. When it comes down to it, I'm just another guy.

He didn't know why he was smiling either. He knocked the door before opening it, conscious of the fact that Yohji would have a roommate too. "Hey, are you decent in there?"

[gotahunch]

Cliff shifted his weight onto his other arm so he could move his hand up to Yohji's face, threading his fingers into the short hair. He parted his lips slightly, inviting, and let his tongue trace the length of the assassin's lips.

It sounded like the building was groaning. Cliff felt a ripple of tension move through his body, and though be broke the kiss he made no move to shift away from Yohji. It was more than a hunch something bad was going to happen tonight. "I smell blood."

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He couldn't help but lean into the touch, letting his eyes drop closed and savouring the contact he was receiving. It felt good, especially after the teasing and waiting for the past few days. He tilted his head invitingly and kissed back, almost delicately as though he couldn't quite be sure that this was happening.

He tensed a little when Cliff pulled away but frowned consideringly at his words before finally nodding. "Yeah, me too." It was a scent he was rather intimately acquainted with. "Should we go check?"

[gotahunch]

Yohji tasted a little like cigarettes, smelled of them too. It wasn't so strong that Cliff found it unpleasant. In fact, it felt that much more real. With so many people disappearing and re-appearing, it was good to have a very solid, warm body beneath him.

"You know, I really don't want to." Cliff replied. It was cruel, but it was the truth. Or the alcohol kicking in. He could only imagine where that much blood might be coming from, and the images weren't pretty.

Cliff shook his head and kissed the hollow of Yohji's throat in silent apology for what he knew he was going to do. "It wouldn't be this strong unless there was a hell of a lot. I've got to take a look at least. Something bad's happening."

He eventually and grudgingly shifted so that Yohji could get up.

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Yohji chuckled at Cliff's reply, a little breathlessly admittedly. Yeah, he didn't want to go and check either. Would be nice to spend one nightshift doing only pleasurable things, drinking and smoking and making out for the entire night. He could get behind that.

He made a soft pleased noise when Cliff kissed his throat, wanting nothing more than to pull him down and do terrible scandalous things to him. He sighed heavily when Cliff apologised but nodded, a wry smile on his lips. "I'll come with you," he replied and reached for the knives when Cliff allowed him to move. It was frustratng as hell, but he couldn't blame Cliff. He'd feel like a right bastard himself if there was something terribly wrong.

[gotahunch]

Cliff ran his fingers through his hair feeling pretty damn harassed. He was going to gut the Head Doctor one day, slowly but surely. He didn't need to grab any weapons. Once Yohji was ready, he moved back out into the hallway.

"The radio said something about outside. Want to take a look there?"

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Yohji stretched slightly, readying himself to fight. He hadn't drunk enough to make him too careless thankfully, just enough to warm him and give a pleasant buzz. He carefully closed the bottle and hid it beneath the mattress again inside a hole that he cut carefully with the knife. Hadn't had time that morning to do things properly, but this was better.

He turned his attention back to CLiff, following him back out into the hall. "Sounds like a plan."

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[Out here.]