The hardest choices require the strongest wills

@Daighre

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Shiroshika was under an intense lock down; members were not allowed to leave without at least one buddy, and all aggressors were to be reported. Won supposed that was the easiest way to deal with threats and nonsense, was to buckle down and give everyone a buddy. Things were safe inside the territory, though, which was grand; Won didn’t really feel like having a babysitter for everything. Won needed some Won time, and while it was dark, he’d thought he’d come out to check the stars. 

But he wasn’t the only one out here. There was a lingering smell that Won immediately recognized, and he wouldn’t help but to smirk as his eyes fell upon the cream’d asshole. The asshole that looked like he'd pissed off the wrong set of teeth - though, let’s be honest here - for him? It wasn’t hard to do. He stayed angry. 

“You just couldn’t keep away, huh?”

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It was dark and cold as fucking balls.

The chill of an early winter night, not that it fucking mattered when it always seemed like fucking winter this far north.

He grunted.

Shaking, stretching his shoulders.

It was past his fucking bedtime.

And yet, he was out.

Looking for someplace vaguely quiet to sleep. To rest his eyes, his feet.

Ignoring the smell of whatever shitty pack and its no doubt equally as shitty pack member was nearby.

It didn’t work.

Ignoring the smell didn’t fucking work.

No, it spoke at him, voice and tone familiar.

He faltered.

Froze.

Red eyes meeting awful, obnoxious blue, and—

“Fuck off, shitbag.” He rumbled.

He wasn’t in the fucking mood.

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^^Won’s eyes did not falter and therefore, the new Shiroshikan held his glare for as long as he could. And then, of course, came the rumblings and Won smiled, stepping closer with the shake of his head. “Best watch yerself, friend. Shiroshika’s under lock down, and you’s in their territory. Any aggression and I’d have to call for assistance, from the guards and samurais, and unless you want sexy ass tore up…” Won paused, leaned forward, and winked, “... and not in a good way, I’d advise that you play nice.”

Won tsk tsk’d him and smiled, big and broad as his tail beat at the ground. “Does my favorite asshole have a name, or do I get to keep giving you flavorful nicknames til one sticks?”

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Shiroshika and guards and samurais and some other fucking shit he never fucking asked about.

His lip twitched.

And—

“You,” he started, pressing, glaring, ”Bothered me fucking first, shitbag.”

Seriously, what kind of shitty, fucked up logic was that? Be a fucking menace and then fucking threaten him when he said he wasn’t fucking interested?

Tch.

He went to walk away.

Uncaring if the bastard was following or
not.

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Exit Daighre.

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