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“Alright, what is the plan for tonight?” Akaashi asked yet again, slipping on his coat.
“I’m going to go to work to cover for Yamamoto again, then come home and walk the dog.” Kuroo wrapped his red scarf around his neck, shooting Akaashi a grin.
“I’m going to watch the dog to make sure he doesn’t try to leave early on his own to avoid having a repeat of the squirrel incident.” Tsukishima drawled from his place on the couch, currently setting up the Jurassic Park series.
“I’m the dog!” Bokuto shouted from the kitchen before walking back into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. Akaashi chuckled and walked over, giving Bokuto a kiss on the cheek.
“Be good to Tsukki.” Tsukishima snorted as Akaashi walked over and kissed the top of his head, then back to Kuroo who was holding the door open.
“After you, good sir.” Kuroo bowed and Akaashi rolled his eyes before walking out of the house.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, kiddos.” Kuroo teased before shutting the door, leaving Bokuto and Tsukki alone in the house. Bokuto immediately dropped down onto the couch, pulling the blanket over the two of them and setting the popcorn in between their legs. It was rare to just be the two of them alone but the way schedules aligned had graced them with a Jurassic Park movie night.
“Why do you put subtitles on Tsukki? You’re blind, not deaf.” Bokuto poked his glasses, earning a swat to the hand.
“Because I know you won’t be able to shut up for all the films and this way I’ll be able to know what they’re saying.” Tsukishima didn’t apologize for the swatted hand, but silently took it in his own. Bokuto instantly shut up with a wide grin on his face as he snuggled against Tsukishima, nearly spilling the popcorn. They watched the first movie in relative silence but by the time the second one came on, Bokuto couldn’t keep quiet.
“Why would they make the carnivorous ones anyways? That seems like a bad decision! I would’ve been plenty happy with the long-necked ones.” Tsukishima rolled his eyes.
“That’s bullshit and you know it. You would want to see a Tyrannosaurus Rex and you know it.” He pointed out. Bokuto was silent for a good minute.
“….I mean YEAH but like… a little one. Not one that would literally eat me if it conveniently escaped….” A new thought crossed his mind and he turned to Tsukishima, who sighed.
“No you could not fight a T-Rex.” Bokuto made a whining noise and flopped into Tsukishima’s lap, who managed to grab the bowl of popcorn kernels and put it on the nearby table before it could spill everywhere.
“Tsuuuukkkiii don’t you have faith in me?” Bokuto whined, pouting.
“It’s not that I don’t have faith in you. I just have more faith in a T-Rex.” Tsukishima hesitated before settling a hand in Bokuto’s hair, instantly calming the other down.
“….still could take one.” Bokuto mumbled as he was pet, curling up into a ball. Tsukishima rolled his eyes.
“And Kuroo could enjoy a nice lunch in Italy without certain death.” Bokuto chuckled a bit. They passed the rest of the movie in comfortable silence, a few comments about the wonderful acting jobs. Before the third movie could start, Bokuto stood up, stretching.
“I’m gonna make more popcorn.” He headed to the kitchen, fingers tapping. The later it got, the more eager he was to just go out and run. But after the infamous squirrel incident, he wasn’t allowed to go out on his own. So he’d have to wait for Kuroo to get home, since there was no way Tsukishima would go. Bokuto hummed to himself as he grabbed the popcorn, taking it out of the plastic and putting it in the microwave. A loud howling noise suddenly broke his train of thoughts and his head jerked up, body stiffening.
“….Bokuto I thought we said no wolf form in the house.” He heard Tsukishima get up from the living room, making his way to the kitchen. When he spotted Bokuto very much not in wolf-form, he blinked, obviously confused. The howling noise repeated and a growling noise followed, surprisingly from Bokuto himself. Tsukishima took a step forward and Bokuto’s head whipped towards him, eyes wide and pupils dialated.
“Bokuto…it’s probably a stray. Just calm down…” Tsukishima was internally panicking. He was never the one to keep Bokuto from following his instincts. That was always Akaashi or even Kuroo. There was a moment where Tsukishima actually thought he had done it. But when the howl broke through the night a third time, Bokuto made a break for it. Before Tsukishima could even move, Bokuto was out the back door and shifting, a white wolf sprinting full-speed ahead towards the woods. Tsukishima swore, slipping his shoes on to run after him. He had never been grateful to be a demon until this moment, thankful he could see in the dark without a flashlight.
“BOKUTO!” Tsukishima called, tired and irritated. He had ONE job. They both had ONE job. And they both failed. Akaashi was going to kill the two of them. Tsukishima heard the howling noise again and frowned. It was identical to the first three. Almost like….His eyes widened with the realization.
“It’s a recording….fuck this is a trap.” He groaned, speeding up. He skidded to a stop when he heard a whine of pain. He fought every urge to sprint to the sound, instead sneaking from tree to tree towards the noise. When he found the source, he was absolutely pissed off. A very familiar white wolf had his front paw stuck in a bear trap. And from the look of it and the smell of burning flesh, it was made out of silver. Bokuto made another whining noise, trying to pull his leg free but just making it worse. Tsukishima heard the howling noise again, which obviously distressed Bokuto out even more. He narrowed his eyes as two figures strolled out from the trees. One had large bat wings and the other had scales.
“See Mika-chan? I told you this would work. Idiot wolves go after anything they think would endanger their territory. Even a silly recording. It worked with Nekoma, it worked with Seijou, and it especially worked with Fukurodani.” The winged one took a step towards Bokuto, who instantly snarled at him. The demon rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. The scaled girl (maybe a girl? Tsukishima couldn’t tell) walked forward, holding something in her hands. Tsukishima realized with anger that it was a muzzle. Bokuto thrashed around more, obviously realizing the same thing and not enjoying the realization. As the girl got closer, the demon waved his hand and a circle appeared around Bokuto, causing the wolf to freeze. This is where Tsukishima decided to step in.
“Oi. What are you doing to my dog?” He stepped out from the trees, startling the two. The circle vanished and Bokuto whipped towards the newcomer, snarl freezing when he realized who it was. The girl whipped around to the demon, hands on her hips.
“Teru! You said that the shifter would be ALONE tonight.” She hissed, obviously annoyed. The demon shrugged.
“Hey, sources said the vampire has to work and the witch covens have a meeting tonight, he WAS supposed to be alone. I guess they have a dog sitter.” Tsukishima twitched, annoyed at being ignored and also referred to as just the ‘dog sitter’. Bokuto made a quiet whining noise and Tsukishima remembered about the leg situation. He slowly moved towards the trap while the two argued.
“Whatever! It’s not like a human is that big of a- whoa whoa what do you think you’re doing?!” Tsukishima swore as he quickly ducked, dodging the flying demon’s swipe at him. It only lasted a second before he was hauled up by the girl and thrown into a tree. Bokuto snarled, pulling even harsher on the trap. He was seriously going to hurt himself if he kept doing that. Tsukishima narrowed his eyes as he stood up, brushing himself off.
“You idiots made two mistakes. You assumed MY wolf would be alone. And you assumed I was human.” Tsukishima snarled before releasing the bindings he actively kept on to keep a human form. Immediately, his black feathery wings burst out from his back, a dark energy released, blowing the two strangers back into the tree line. Tsukishima’s eyes glowed, taking in everything in front of him. The muzzle was abandoned on the ground and the two were gone. Perhaps they thought it was too much of a bother? Tsukishima honestly didn’t care as long as they were gone. He took a deep breath, rebinding his wings with a grunt, before turning to Bokuto, who was sulking on the ground. He walked over and Bokuto perked up slightly, his ears alert.
“It’s just me, Koutarou.” Bokuto’s tail wagged as Tsukishima knelt down, trying to figure out the best way to open the trap without injuring Bokuto further. He finally managed to pry the trap open wide enough for Bokuto to slip his leg out and, more importantly, shift back into human form. He let out a deep breath as Bokuto sat up, clutching his injured wrist.
“…Thanks Tsukki…” He mumbled, rubbing at his wrist and wincing. Tsukishima rolled his eyes and pulled the shifter up, taking the good wrist into his hand.
“Don’t touch. We’ll have Akaashi….look at it….when…” He suddenly stumbled forward, exhausted. Bokuto managed to catch him, hissing with pain when he instinctively used both hands to grab him.
“O-Okay Tsukki… I’ll get you home…don’t worry…” He managed to lift Tsukishima into his arms, doing his best to ignore the pain. He shifted Tsukishima so he was sitting more in his arms than on his bad wrist and began walking back to the house, ignoring the annoyingly familiar sound of howling that had plagued him all night and the tingling of his instincts in order to get them both home.