What Are Friends For? || Allen&Kanda
This was not happening again...Allen growled under his breath as he made his way through the halls, careful to keep quite to not wake anyone up. He wasn't really paying attention as to where exactly his feet was taking him, all he knew was that he needed to hide. He needed to stay out of sight until he could get his body under control...
Everyone at the Black Order knew about Allen hosting a Noah inside of him. Allen could hear the whispers and rumors spreading throughout the Order. They didn't trust him anymore. Sure, Allen's closest friends still trusted him, and he was completely grateful for them all...but, when it came to the Order as a whole, Allen was something to be wary around. To be kept under watch. To be treated as a threat.
As for Allen, he could deal with that. Home has changed, but it was still a home he would look forward to coming back to. He wanted to believe that it wouldn't always be like this. It would get better. Be like how it was before. He just needed to kick the Noah's ass out of his body. He could do it...He had to. Even now, as Allen stumbled around, he was determined to keep the Noah at bay.
When the white haired teen couldn't walk anymore, he lightly tapped on the door closest to him, vaguely realizing it was Kanda's room. He tapped again, a bit louder, and hoped that Kanda would answer his door and when he did he wouldn't just shut the door on his face. Well, just sticking a foot to block the door from closing would prevent from any slamming doors at least.