forum I’m really craving something supernatural huh // OxO // CLOSED!

Started January 06, 2020 by @GoblinKing

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Alex kept working gently. "I don't know hardly any of what he said, for one thing, but i highly doubt he was right." he replied firmly.

Danny took a moment to spit more blood. He pressed the side of his hand up against his nose to try and stem the flow. “Fine. He was wrong a few times, butcha think I’m gonna whip out the fuckin’ encyclopedia to prove him wrong? No! I’m just gonna deck ‘im and hope I win… which I clearly didn’t, fuck.”

Alex sighed. "Danny…" he trailed off again, trying to figure out how to phrase what he meant. Because yeah, he'd never faced what Danny had just for being a different race, but…he had faced a lot of insults and cruelty for other things. His sexuality, his height, his interests. Mostly his sexuality. "I don't know."

“Seems we’re at an impasse, then.” The werewolf grunted, digging dried blood out from underneath his nails and flicking it away. The other man- not having left yet, for some reason (although it’s likely that he was just tied up in conversation with the men that had broken them apart)- sneered and spat a few more pointed insults at Danny, who responded by standing up and barking some back.

Alex gritted his jaw slightly, and stood up. "Don't start this shit up again." he said, glaring at the other man and keeping himself between Danny and the other man.

“Down, boy. Don’t wanna be a bad dog, do ya? Not when yer owner’s right there.” The other man’s words were slurred from drunkenness, though they were soaked with venom, not vodka. He could barely stand straight, but clearly Danny didn’t care.

“Shut the fuck up! Don’t fuckin’ start this shit, asshole.” Danny snapped back, feeling his hands curl back into fists.

Alex shook his head. "I'm just his friend." he said slowly, trying not to get too upset on Danny's behalf. He looked at the man, lifting his chin slightly. "Get out of here. There's no reason to start a goddamn fight."

“Fine. But don’t be surprised when I call fuckin’ animal control on yer sorry ass.” The other man hissed, tottering out of the alleyway like a toddler who had one too many.

Danny let out a soft, sharp snarl of pure exasperation, sinking back down against the wall. “Fuck..”

"Says the guy that can't walk straight." Alex retorted, shaking his head as he turned back to Danny. "You alright?"

He rubbed his face with both hands, sucking in a sharp breath. “Fuckin’.. yeah. Just pissed.”

He nodded slightly. "Right. Let's not hang around here, alright? Might not be the best idea."

Danny stood up, grittjng his teeth in pain. His head was thumping, and the dried blood crusting on his face felt like it was tightening his skin. “Yeah. Okay. Dunno where to go, though.”

He let out a breath. "Right. We can…" He thought for a moment. "My apartment isn't too far from here. We could go there, get you cleaned up?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Or…I don't know."

“That’s fine with me, yeah.” Danny nodded, scratching at his cheek. “My nose stopped bleeding.. I think. I can’t tell.”

Alex nodded. "Alright. Come on. I don't think I have any clothes that would fit you though, so you're stuck in those. Sorry."

“They’re dark colors, so it doesn’t matter. Can’t see blood anyway.” Danny shrugged. “Had worse stuff on my shirts than blood, so I’m fine.”

"…I don't think I want to know." Alex replied, shaking his head slightly and starting to walk.

“Not really important what it was.” Danny mumbled, following closely behind Alex.

"Well no, but I'm saying I don't think I want to know. No judgement on you, Danny. Really. I'm just saying that if it's worse than blood, I don't want to know." he shrugged his shoulders slightly.

“Dude, I just said that it wasn’t important. I don’t fuckin’ think you’re judgin’ me, man. I’m not tryna bait you into askin’, either.” Danny narrowed his eyes, scratching the side of his head. Clearly he was a bit irritable at the moment, but who could blame him?

"Alright, alright." Alex replied, letting out a slow breath. He didn't quite know what to say, since Danny seemed really touchy at the moment.

He scratched flakes of blood off of his face as they walked. Alex had done a good enough job at wiping him off at first, but the blood was clearly very persistent. His eyes were sharp and almost cold as he studied the streets and alleys before them.

They finally reached Alex's apartment, and he led Danny inside, flipping lights on. "Sit down. I'll get you some water and paper towels."

“Thanks.” Danny muttered, taking a seat. God, his face hurt, but luckily he hadn’t broken anything or lost any teeth. In the artificial lights, though, it was clear that Danny had a rather aggressive black eye that wasn’t as noticeable in the dim streetlights.

"Mhm." Alex got water and paper towels, coming back over and setting them down. "Ouch. That's a pretty gross black eye, man." he said, sitting down near Danny. "Come on. Let's take care of the blood, and then I'll get some neosporin for your eye."