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[nods, just shifting his bleeding hand behind him. stupid bark]

You sure did. Must be a champ, huh?

[hisses slightly under his breath. Will power... will power Roxas]

Y-yeah.

[frowns a little, concerned]

You okay, Roxas?

[with theatrical timing, there goes a drop of blood from one of the branches above. driiip]

[dammit. He lunges, dragging the other down and sitting on top of him, sniffing him all over]

[lets out a startled little noise as he gets toppled over, but hey, maybe Roxas is still doing his tiger-act-thing]

[grabs at the other's land, licking at the blood with an impatient growl. There's not enough blood to really satisfy him from this scratch alone]

[well someone's just watching, debating whether he has a comment or not]

[once that's all cleaned, he hisses down at the other, sniffing at his neck and pressing flush against him]

[started to say Roxas' name but that shut him right up, blinking at the leaves above while his hands find the other's sides. he's not used to being flopped on, but Roxas is playing, so]

[with a choked growl, he sits up, realizing with a shocked, horrific expression what he's doing. He quickly scrambles off the other, backing away]

F-fuck

[sits up after a moment, brushing some leaves out of his hair before giving Roxas some concerned attention]

Are you okay?

[backs off, even more. Oh god, he's even shaking slightly]

[and now he's thinking he did something wrong, getting up]

Roxas?

J-just stay back, Sora.

[he gulps up air like he's suffocating, shaking his head to try and clear it]

[usually he'd listen but worrying's got the best of him and he grabs Roxas' arm]

What's the matter? Did I do something?

[whimpers slightly]

N-no. You didn't do anything wrong.

[so worried]

What is it then? Are you hurt?

No, I'm... I just need to get some air is all.

[shoulders slump]

Because of my hand?

I'm sorry. It's... still really complicated.

Yeah, I know, that's what you tell me.

Sorry I did it again.

It's my fault I can't... I can't control myself. Just... sorry.

[hugs]

Nothing to be sorry for. Actually you do a pretty good tiger impression, Rox.

[knows that's not what it is by now, but that's what he's going with, rubbing the other's back with his unhurt hand]

[c-can't help but laugh at that]

T-tiger?

[nods, relieved Roxas laughed]

Yeah, prowling around and stuff and sniffing the air and growling. And uh, pouncing me too. Tigers do that stuff, right?