This 'terrible things happening to my OCs' scene seemed a little long to send in an ask @coyotehusk but here's a band AU Kelrath and Kaethan scene just before a slayer form transformation >:}
CW: domestic violence, implied past sexual assault
The Urge was gone now and Kaethan was staring into Kelrathโs eyes.
Kaethan wanted to ask him if he was ok, if he had been present for the conversation, but the look on Kelrathโs face killed the words before they could leave his lungs.
Heโd forgotten how close they were in age.
It always seemed like Kelrath had everything figured out, like heโd seen so much of the world, that he had so many years on Keathanโhe wore that experience in the eyes, in his posture, in a put-together donโt-fuck-with-me attitude. But in this moment there was none of that on his faceโeyes glassy, breaths shallow, shoulders shakingโHe looked so young.
โW-why would you tell him that?โ Kelrath said, his voice almost unrecognizable. He wasnโt speaking to Kaethan. The careless words the Urge had told Kaethanโsecrets buried so deep, never meant to be unearthedโฆ
โI know you donโt want me to say anything,โ Kaethan said slowly. โSo tell me what to do.โ
Kelrathโs eyes shifted onto Kaethan, like he was just noticing him.
โTell me what to do, Kelrath,โ Kaethan pleaded.
โGet away from me,โ Kelrath said.
Kaethan had barely rolled off of him and Kelrath was already to his feet, buckling his belt, pacing the floor.
โAh, fuckโ fuck, fuck, fuckโโ he was saying then slammed his fist into the wall, then his own head, over and over, sick hard thuds.
Kaethan hadnโt felt this familiar panic in a long timeโnot since heโd lived with his father. The shortness of breath, the too-fast pace of his thoughts. The desperate searching for a solution, anything to stop the situation from spiraling out of control.
Donโt cry. Donโt cry. Itโs always so much worse when you cry.
โIโll just forget I heard it!โ Kaethan said desperately.
Kelrath swerved to face him, laughed incredulously. Blood trickling down from his nose and into the curve of his mouth.
โForget it?โ Kelrath asked, pupils unfocused. โYou who watches everything I do, parrots everything I say, wears my clothes, sleeps in my bed, remembers I take one fucking sugar in my coffee, no milk? I should just fucking kill you,โ Kelrath said. โIโm gonna have to now, arenโt I? Save myself the galling, suffocating humiliation of seeing the pity on your fucking face!โ
โItโs not like that,โ Kaethan said. โI don't pity you, I promise, it's not like that.โ
Kelrath moved toward him, his gait was unsteady. โOr maybe you think weโre alike nowโyou and Iโboth victims of violent men with violent handsโmaybe you think this should make us closer, that you understand how I feel. Is that what you think?โ
Kaethan knew better than to answer.
โThe me you think you understand now? I killed him too Kaethan, just like I killed my mother when she figured it out, just like I killed her friends. So thereโs no one left for you to sympathize with. Heโs dead and Iโll never be him again!โ
โOk,โ Kaethan whispered, because he didnโt know what else to say.
โYou should really run now,โ Kelrath said.
But Kaethan didnโt move. โYou can do whatever you want to me,โ Kaethan said.
Kelrath laughed again, but it was an awful sound, desperate, fractured gasps.
โYou donโt know what I want, Kaethan,โ he said darkly.
โI donโt care,โ Kaethan said.
A flash in Kelrathโs eyes and then Kelrath had him by the wrist, yanked him in close. Kaethan could feel the other manโs breath on his face when he spoke.
โDonโt you have any self-fucking preservation in that empty little skull?โ Kelrath snarled. โNo wonder your father kicked the shit of out youโyou donโt put up any fight. Or do you like being a vapid little prey animalโdumb and pretty and dead in the jaws of someone stronger than you?โ
Kelrathโs grip, tight around his wrist, tight like his fatherโs, one easy twist away from pain. Kaethan couldnโt move if he wanted to.
Kelrath leaned in closer, nose to nose.
โYou donโt get itโYou still think Iโm nice, that I might spare you. This isnโt an either-or situation anymore. When I say run, Iโm giving you a head start. Cause Iโll do worse than he ever did to you, Iโll break more than just your wrist. Iโll do some real fucked up shit Kaethan. So you should run. You should get your shit and leave. Get dressed and go. Right fucking now.โ
Kelrath released his wrist, leaned down to pick up Kaethanโs clothes from the floor, shoving them into his chest. โRight now, I mean it.โ
Kelrath gasped suddenly, started laughing, doubled over convulsing while he did.
โOh-hahโfuckโit fuckin hurtsโโ
Then shredding skin, bones dislocating, adjusting, popping back into place but in a different form...The sound of Kelrath screaming before the sound mutated into something else entirely...
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