Hello hello :D Sorry I haven't updated the LeviJean fic, (I feel so bad ;w;) But I'll be updating it today. I haven't been uploading anything because I've been so busy with school- As soon as term started I've just been so overwhelmed
I've also been going back and forth between Singapore and Australia quite often, and it's been difficult to even get ten minutes to write... But I'm having a day's break, and I managed to write this on the plane yesterday.
Warnings for: Gore, murder, mental instability, lots and lots of blood? Hibi-sama likes the taste? Romance? Eventual Tsugaru x Hibiya, but multiple Hibi pairings? For the most part un-edited ie I don't have a beta?...
Yeah. Enjoy.
It had been a long time. Cold metal sparked as it was sharpened; it was worn and slightly bent from frequent use. The raven lifted the knife again, to test it's sharpness, faintly smiling at the thin line of blood that appeared on his hand after only light pressure.
The dull thud of a knock on his door sent a nervous and almost excited shiver up his spine.
"Just a moment." He called, shoving the knife and sharpener back into their hiding place, inside the jewellery box on his bedside table. He straightened his crown, plastered the loving smile he'd been faking since day one back onto his face, and reached to open the door to let his boyfriend inside.
"How was work today?" He looked up at the blonde, eyes shining in almost sincerity.
"Hey babe. Same as usual I guess... Glad to be home with you, my Prince Charming~." Delic leant down to kiss Hibiya on the cheek, and untied the bow that kept his love's cape on his shoulders.
"You'd better fold that and put it away." The raven stared, knowing Delic would just dump if on the floor to quicken the process of undressing him.
"Sure, sure, I will." The pink eyed host turned to fold the soft, golden fabric and placed it on the dresser.
Hibiya's heartbeat began to race, and he stepped back, taking the knife from it's hiding place. He let out a shakey laugh as Delic turned back, Hibiya's soft smile morphing into a wide grin. He held the knife loosely behind his back.
"I've got something a little different planned today."
"Eh? Are you topping again?"
"Not quite..."
Delic sat down on the raven's perfectly made bed, frowning as he removed his jacket and tie. Would he have to guess?
Hibiya stepped backwards to lock the door, ensuring Delic didn't see the knife- not yet.
"You know I don't like surprises."
"Then you'll hate this one."
He looked the blond straight in the eyes and revealed the blade, grinning even wider.
"Knife play...? How much time have you been spending with Izaya lately?"
"Hm, I don't know..."
The prince walked over to one side of the room, and pulled the curtains shut. He couldn't let anyone see this. His heart throbbed with excitement, it was almost painful.
He glanced over at Delic, who began to look nervous.
"Hey, Hibi, what are you-..."
In moments the raven was on the bed with him, kissing him, straddling him. Ah, yeah, he'd never get enough of this. The blond's eyes drifted closed.
Delic reached up and threaded his fingers through Hibiya's hair, knowing how much he liked having his hair touched.
What was-?
Oh.
Their kiss was suddenly filled with a metallic taste, blood spilling from Delic's mouth.
Delic tried to scream.
Hibiya pulled away, smiling as the host's hands fell limply. Delic looked down, at the knife, at the knife in his chest, at the gloved hands twisting the knife and ow ow that fucking hurts why was Hibiya twisting the-... And it all went dark.
The raven spit the blood left in his mouth onto the pretty corpse, and pulled out the knife. A euphoric feeling filled his gut, and he breathed in the smell of blood that he loved so much.
He stroked the other man's face, smearing the blood further.
"Good night, you fuck."