internalized homophobia

Kaoru had fallen far too easily into the familiarity of it all. Hiding a relationship had proven to be far easier than expected; surprisingly so when it came to someone as boisterous as Madara Mikejima. He had expected news of this relationship to spread like wildfire, even if the sparks were small. He'd never had much faith in Ensemble Square after all. Surprisingly enough, Madara had kept quiet enough. Although stolen kisses and lingering touches defined their relationship, it was an oddly comforting dynamic. He saw the gazes he received when the two were in a room with others, and he swore that if Madara had less self control he would have jumped him on the spot for some of the things he did (even if those things were minor, like taking a sip of coffee or biting his cheek). Still, it was nice to be able to keep it quiet. Quiet to the point that their roommates didn't know, spending the night together only when they were out. It wasn't hard. Sometimes Yuta would go spend some time with his classmates, and Nagisa seemed to spend time with his unitmates quite often (some part of him wondered if they were in the same boat -- but not everyone was as annoying about his privacy like he was). Luckily for the two of them, the previous night had been one of those nights. UNDEAD had been unfairly busy as of late, and so it had been a while since he'd gotten to chat with Madara in a form that wasn't over a phone. And even then, it felt ingenuine, seeing some random girl's name light up his phone with every text as an attempt to keep things hidden between the two of them. Even on call it was awkward, keeping his voice low so no one would hear him. It was hard, Madara's voice carried so well after all, but he'd managed.

6:37 AM

It was a relief getting to sink into the same bed as him the previous night. He was as much of a space heater as ever, and Kaoru found it easier to just sleep in boxers and some t-shirt he'd stolen from Madara a while ago. Some dumb graphic shirt with a bad pun on it that he couldn't quite make sense of. Waking up the following morning was something between annoyance and relief. Annoyance at the fact that his time here would end soon, and relief that he hadn't woken up to a door or anything. He sunk a little closer to him in the bed, tails curling around him. His ears f- Wait. Tails? Ears? Kaoru sat up as if he'd been shocked, reaching up to feel his ears. Soft fox ears twitched beneath his hands, and he was at a loss for words. A few tails curled around him too, and he found himself slowly beginning to realize that this was real. Oh he was going to murder Sakasaki. He hadn't even managed to look back at Madara quite yet, just assuming he'd suffered a similar fate. He'd look good in cat ears, no? That wasn't the point. He pushed the thought from his mind, still fussing with his tails. Could he even hide them? What was he meant to do? He had an interview later today. There was no way these could stay. He grabbed his phone, quick to shoot Rei a text that something had come up and the interview might have to be rescheduled. The text he received in return was no more comforting, and he scrunched up his nose. im not giving you blood, rei-kun. fuck off

after what felt like months of continuous, borderline tedious work, Madara’s second favorite thing to do was sink into bed feeling ever so productive and satisfied. His most favorite thing however, was sinking into that same bed with Kaoru in his arms. Finding great comfort in this simple, innocent contact where neither of them had to say a word, where the sound of Kaoru’s beating heart matched his breathing and slowly lulled him to sleep. It felt nice, to be someone’s and have someone belong to you. To be weak by choice. To have somewhere to belong even if that somewhere wasn’t exactly a place, but a feeling. He never thought the day would come, yet there he was, sleeping soundly without a care in the world. He liked how well they fit together. What he doesn’t like though, is how inconsiderate the blonde could be sometimes. “Hnng..” he groans as the sudden shift in the bed shakes him awake. His body felt heavy, feet cold (did Kaoru end up hogging the blanket again?) and there was an inch on his back he couldn’t exactly pin the cause of. He turns, draping an arm over Kaoru in a gentle protest. Did he place pillows between them? No, they were far more softer and tickled his nose. “Kaoru-saaaan..” he calls out, voice a bit hoarse and eyes glued shut. “Why are you up already? Also stop shaking like you’ve been shot~..” With a big yawn which he doesn’t bother covering up, he finally blinks one eye open, frowning slightly once his eyes land on the blonde’s phone. “Are you texting Rei-san first thing in the morning~? I might get the wrong idea, y’knooow…” his tail swats at Kaoru’s leg lazily. He jolts, sitting up with eyes wide open. “Kaoru-san? What happened to you?”

Kaoru could have been shaking for a million different reasons. He could have gotten too-little sleep (this was true, he got in late), or he could have been angry at Rei, or (the most likely) he was freaking the hell out over the whole 'i have ears and a tail' thing. Madara waking up was no surprise at all, and it was even less of one to feel him hug him and sort of curl into him. His tails absently moved to wrap around him, tugging him a bit closer before he could really process it. "Huh? Yeah, Rei-kun was asking to bite me." He was cut off by the tail hitting him, jolting slightly as Madara finally sat up. His eyes widened as he looked at him, scanning over the new features (and the new m- no. not the time). "What happened to me? What happened to you?" He asked, tails standing up behind him along with his ears -- totally on high alert. His phone fell from his hands, Rei's last message showing on the screen (essentially begging Kaoru for some blood, because his had been so sweet when he'd had it during Easter). He scrambled to his feet, eyes flicking between every new thing. "I was expecting a cat not-- this-" He motioned over him.

Madara’s teal slitted eyes scan over Kaoru’s features with blatant confusion clear in his features. Surely he’s still asleep. “Rei-san? biting you? What are you on about? We both know that whole thing is a front, right?” Well, given the current conundrum, it wouldn’t be far-fetched to think that Rei might’ve been turned as well. That’s what his still-sleepy-brain pieces together. “Me?” he echoes, following Kaoru’s eyesight to look at his. Tail? Twin tails? Half twins? He moves it experimentally. Huh! If only his dreams were this cool! This is definitely not a dream then. He raises his hands, thinking that maybe he would feel soft feline ears on his head after all, instead he’s rewarded with pricked palms, which quickly descend to avoid another sting. So he has horns. Right. He’s not sure what this is either. He’s not sure why they, two normal teenage boys (as much as the word normal would do them justice) have seemingly turned into mythical creatures? And why they have to deal with another magic hishap again! He really should’ve resorted to being a musician instead. “Soooo…. You’re a kitsune?” he trails off to stop his obvious ogling, gaze trailing down to the phone. He frowns. Wow, did he actually turn into a vampire?

kaoru-kuuuuuun. you're just gonna leave me like this? puppy won't help me out, and you /know/ how sweet your blood is. how cruel :( i could give you more than just a bite mark or two, you know? Kaoru couldn't even focus on his phone, stuck on staring at how Madara had changed. Horns.. A tail? He certainly wasn't an animal like Kaoru was, but he couldn't say he completely understood what he was. A demon? Sure, but what kind? "This has to have been Sakasaki-kun, right?" He asked, brows furrowing in confusion as he thought over the situation. There was no way it could have been anyone else, right? Every other situation had been him. "Yeah.. kitsune and you're... a demon?" He asked, tilting his head just slightly. It was a quick jerk of his head as he asked the silent question. "But like. Why am I a kitsune?? Why couldn't I have gotten something cooler?" He rolled his eyes, tails flicking behind him. Ugh, what a pain. "And can we like, turn back? I'm meant to have an interview in a few hours."

“demon?” he echoes, swaying his weight to the side to swing his legs off the bed. “Eehhh~? I think being a cat would’ve been muuuch cooler.” his gaze is still fixated on the screen, expression growing more sour with each message. Having had his fill, he reaches out and takes hold of the device. His thumb somehow crushes the screen before he could utter a single word of frustration. He’s left with raised brows, a very confused expression, and a broken phone. “...whoops.” Quickly standing to his feet, Madara lays the broken phone in his palms, clearly puzzled by the incident. “Sooorry, Kaoru-san. Guess I–” he’s hit with another whiplash once he looks up —or well, down— at the Kitsune. “...did you shrink?”

Kaoru's eyes widened at the sight of the broken phone, stumbling over his words for a brief few moments as he tried to pinpoint an accurate reaction to whatever that was. On one level, his brain sparked up the thought that this form must be stronger, but he was quick to bat that away. Those thoughts weren't helpful to getting him out of this predicament. "My phone..?" He sounded confused, brows furrowing. He was dragged from his thoughts rather quickly, catching sight of the fact that Madara... nearly towered over him. His scowl deepened, and he found himself straightening his posture. "No- I didn't shrink. You must have grown taller." A few centimeters was bad enough, but when Madara was nearly a head taller than him? Oh, that's where he started to have issues. He let out a huff of air, crossing his arms over his chest. "This is so stupid. Why did I have to get the one where I stay short?"

confused, Madara brings his hand up to scratch the back of his neck, which draws another confused, muffled sound as his claws thread through his hair that strangely covered the nape of his neck. “You sure you didn’t shrink?” He places a hand over Kaoru’s head, just between his head, then brings it back over his own head. Letting out an.. Amused? Hum at the difference. “Foxes are pretty small. Surely you…” he trails off, noticing just how tight his clothes were, clinging to his skin and nearly ripping with every movement. “Okay. maybe you’re right.” he turns his head to look at his tail, blinking as it sways lazily. “Sorry about your phone by the waaay~ I can give you mine, ‘s long as Rei-san doesn’t overstep his boundaries again. We don’t need two broken phones!” He side steps Kaoru to take his phone off the nightstand. Staring at just how small it looked in his palm. With great care, he hands it over to the kitsune. Admiring Kaoru’s new features for a second time, he takes this opportunity to creep up behind him, taking hold of one of his tails. “Don’t be so bummed out~ I think you look pretty cute!”

Kaoru had noticed the clothing issue as soon as Madara had stood up, but the height seemed to be the main focus of everything. Plus, it's not like he was against his clothes being like that. It was something to look at, and with his roommates being out it meant he got the view all to himself. Rolling his eyes at the comment, he took the phone and focused on that instead. He hadn't exactly... told Rei he was with Madara, but he was sure that the vampire had probably guessed. And if not -- well, that was a different issue. Logging into HoldHands was a bit of a challenge, not wanting to use Madara's profile, but he managed and opened his texts with Rei. "He's just being stupid. I'll tell him to quit asking." He grumbled. He was halfway through typing a message when he heard the voice behind him. His ears twitched at the comment, flattening back. He jolted a bit, tail curling in his grasp as if to still his hands, wrapping around his wrists to try and keep him from from tugging on it. "It is not cute-" He snapped, quick to spin around and face him, although the tail in his hands stayed there, tugged a bit awkwardly around Kaoru. He sent the half finished message without an issue (Rei would hopefully understand) as he had bigger fish to fry. "Foxes are literally predators. Not cute." He glared at him. (edited)

nosey as ever (and thanks to his height) Madara looms over Kaoru to watch as his fingers tapped away at the screen, ensuring the “vampire” wouldn’t try to pull another one of his stunts to get Kaoru to come over. He was sure he had other options than his boyfriend. Unfortunately for Kaoru, Madara seemed entertained by the way his tail wrapped around his wrist. Curiosity got the better of them, and he starts collecting Kaoru’s tails between his palms. “Hmm~... pretty funny how he turned into a vampire and you turned into a fox? Pretty fitting, eh? Do you think Adonis-san and–...” he pauses, recalling the name. “Koga-san turned into a bear and a dog as well?” Despite the heavy situation, his cheerful tone doesn’t waver, and he laughs softly as his tail sways. Madara flashes Kaoru a friendly, innocent smile as the kitsune turns to face him, letting his tails slip out of his grip. This man has never committed a single crime in his life. “Eh? They’re predators? I thought they only fed on fruits and insects?” he tilts his head, confusion clear in his tone. That is, until he breaks the act with a laugh and a haphazard wave of his hands. “Juuust kidding~ I still think Kaoru-san looks cute and harmless.” he raises his hand to pat the blonde’s head.

Kaoru's tails seemed to splay out behind him a bit, almost as if he were trying to seem bigger than he was. It didn't exactly work as planned, but he could try. It was an instinctive way to spark intimidation -- even if Madara was a head taller than him. He scowled, a soft growl coming from the back of his throat as Madara pat his head. He'd have bitten him, but he held himself back, just baring his teeth and showing off rather sharp canines that definitely weren't there before. He reached up to bat his hand away, rolling his eyes as he stepped away from him. He tossed Madara's phone onto the bed, just shaking his head. Whaaat? With some girl, Kaoru-kun? You're the only one who willingly lets me drink from you. i literally dont. go back to bed old man. :( "I'm not harmless. I could go to Rei-kun, you know~? Let him bite me since you're just using this to make fun of me." An empty threat that he knew would go nowhere. His ears twitched a bit, and his gaze scanned over Madara. "What kind of a demon are you anyway...? I can't believe you got taller-" And buffer.

Madara had to hold back from cooing at the kitsune’s cute attempt at intimidation. He would’ve done so normally, so the fact that he was practically looming over him only amplified the urge to tease him. Laughing softly, his clawed hands fall back to his sides following Kaoru’s retaliation. His eyes follow the phone before darting back to look at the blonde with a challenging smile. “Oh yeah? Mr. ‘I don't like being bitten’ and ‘don’t leave marks or girls will get the wrong idea’—” he does a shitty, whiny imitation of Kaoru’s voice. “—is gonna run into the vampire’s arms? Don’t make me laugh.” He walks past Kaoru towards the bed, humming thoughtfully at the question. “Dunno~? Not exactly an expert on demons.” he drags his index over one of his horns. “I would rather turn into something from Japanese mythology! Y’know, like a Kirin!” he drops onto the bed, which creaks under the force of his weight. “...okay maybe a kirin is too much. A cat would’ve been better.” he chuckles, tail swaying slowly beside him on the mattress. “Buuut now that we’re awake, we should make breakfast! Then uh– do something about your phone~!” he didn’t worry about solving this anomaly too much, he was sure some other higher up —Keito maybe, or some other like Tsumugi— was already losing his shit over it.

Kaoru liked to think his stubbornness was one of his charm points rather than his weaknesses. Playfully stubborn gets you everywhere with girls, but it didn't seem to get him anywhere with Madara. Not when Madara was just as stubborn as he was. He let out a huffed breath of air, reaching back to snatch up the phone. be over after i get breakfast, rei-kun~ I knew you'd come around, Kaoru-kun. I'm in my dorm. I'll only bite the inside of your thigh. No marks. Right? "Watch me." He leant forward to toss him the phone again, tugging on his tail to taunt him before he turned his back on the demon. "At least you seem harmless. You're just stupidly tall." He grumbled. It wasn't long before he walked to his closet, beginning to sort through his things first. He needed something comfortable, but he almost wished he could hide his tails. A plain t-shirt and jeans were the best option. He tugged off the sweatshirt he'd been sleeping in, tails splayed behind him and providing some sort of screen of privacy as he changed into that t-shirt.

a scowl grows on his face as Kaoru decides to stomp his foot down and keep being his stubborn self. He should’ve expected that, really. But Madara wasn’t the type to back down after being taunted. Even if the tug on his tail makes him flinch pretty harshly. He snacthes the phone mid air (thanks to his demon senses?) then waits for the kitsune to turn around. A grin forms on his face as he lifts the phone, taking a quick photo of the blonde’s mostly obscured back then settles the phone back down for a moment, making sure he wasn’t caught. …he taps another quick text to Rei. photo attached sorry, he’s busy~! Find another feeding bag~ He logs out of Kaoru’s account and tosses the phone back with an accomplished smile. “Don’t you have anything for me~? These clothes are pretty stuffy.” he tries to sway his feet, which only ends with his heels hitting the floor. Being pretty satisfied with his height, he never really wished to be taller. However, this gave him a new appreciation for his normal body.

Kaoru was far too focused on the closet to notice whatever Madara was doing behind him, half assuming he was either logging back into his own stuff or doing damage control. He didn't care. He had just been trying to jab back at him a little bit. The sweatshirt and joggers he had been wearing were tossed into his hamper as he changed quickly, and he glanced back at Madara's question- Oh- Right. This was his room, not Madara's. "Ugh-" He rolled his eyes as if he were thinking about it for a moment, digging through some of the folded clothes on top of the closet. "They look nice if you ask me~ But-" He didn't want anyone else to get to see Madara like this. He tossed him a sweater, one he'd nabbed from his closet a few weeks back -- it had been big on Madara at the time. "Any pants I've got would be double short on you. Sorry-" He hummed, closing the closet and turning back to face him. "You don't have any comically long pajama pants, do you~?"

he catches the sweater with ease, letting out an amused laugh once he recognizes it as his own. “I was wondering where this went!” He places it on the bed then makes quick work of pulling his shirt over his head, pausing when a high pitched tearing sound is heard. “...oops.” He tugs the shirt off of his head, tilting his head to the side to observe the damage. Eh, he shrugs it off. It was just an old shirt he slept in anyway. However, he’s more careful with the sweater, sliding his arms through the sleeves then using his hands to widen the collar before pushing his head through. He pats the wrinkles out of the fabric then looks up to look at the kitsune. “Eh? Are you gonna make me walk to my dorm in my boxers?” he fake pouts, standing to stretch out his arms. “Hmm~.. maybe I can ask Kuro-san for a quick fix up?” He steps closer to Kaoru, bringing his arms down from their stretch to rest on Kaoru’s shoulder. “You’re really tiny~ like– more than usual♪”

Kaoru was quick to grab the now torn shirt, and it made its way into his hamper with his other clothes. He'd assess the damage later, and if worse came to worst he was sure that craftmonster would take scraps for practice if they needed it. So it'd work out either way. He shot a glare up at the demon, although it didn't hold any real malice behind him, just a blunt sort of annoyance with the situation as a whole. He wasn't a fan of feeling short, and with Madara's normal height he could deal well enough. This was just annoying. "I'm not tiny." He huffed, shifting under his arms so he could get more comfortable. "It's not my fault your demon form made you grow so much. This is insane." He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "And I'm sure you'll be fine. My joggers would look like leggings on you. Run back to your room and get pants. Then we'll go get breakfast, yeah?" He leaned back against the door, quirking a brow up at him, the growing stubbornness a good sign of his kitsune nature.

Okay, maybe this whole height thing isn’t so bad if it got the blonde this flustered. It was also pretty nice to look down at him from this angle. If Kaoru wants to be stubborn, it’s only fair that Madara has his own fun. His pupils narrow as he watches Kaoru shuffle, observing his every move with a smile. “Awh! Are you trying to scare me? How cute~” he leans in and presses a kiss to Kaoru’s ear before he manages to slip away. However, spurred by some instinct he chases after him, pressing his hands flat on the door as he looks down at the kitsune. “But I wanna stay with Kaoru-san~” he teases, tail swaying back and forth as he brings a hand to Kaoru’s neck, fingers grazing the sides of it. “Plus, you seemed so desperate to be bitten. Who says I can’t do that for you~?” His grin shows his sharp canines, and he swipes his split tongue across them.

Kaoru's ears flattened back at the kiss, and despite any attempts he made to look annoyed at him, he couldn't deny that it was always nice to receive this sort of affection. Even if it was absolutely using this height thing to his advantage too much. He found himself trapped soon after, one tail sort of nervously flicking through the air behind him as any routes of escape were cut off. Escape-? Why would he need to escape? Never mind that. He tilted his chin up at the touch, keeping his head held high. He swallowed down any lingering skittishness (okay, maybe the fox thing was affecting him more than he expected), before his face shifted into one of confusion. "Hah?" He'd have backed up a few steps were he not pressed right up against the closet door. "You are not biting me. Absolutely not. I can't have someone seeing that. Your teeth look fucking brutal."

Madara chuckles at the blonde’s attempt at staying composed, his stubbornness will get him nowhere here. He had to wonder if foxes really were predators after all. He leans in, hand moving from his chin to the side of his neck, pushing his hair out of the way then stopping at the nape of his neck to keep him still. “Did I ask if I could?” His tongue runs over the column of Kaoru’s neck, lingering over his pulse with a sadistic smile. The pads of his fingers press against his skin in a warning as his teeth graze over the side of his neck. “If I’m gonna send you to Rei-san, I have to let him know you belong to me.” His hand leaves the door to snake down to Kaoru’s hip, gripping it tightly. “And if I tell you not to go, you’ll obey me.” his teeth come down, latching into the first skin layer and threatening to break through it and let red seep through.

Natural predators, sure, but far from Apex. Kaoru knew when to quit, even if he didn't always listen to that instinct telling him to do so. Sometimes it was more fun to gamble a bit with his cards. Even if his cards were his own life. All of his senses were on high alert as Madara leaned in, heart pounding in his chest as he fought to keep himself steady. Fight or flight hung heavy in his mind, and indecisiveness simply caused him to freeze. He tensed. He swallowed down the anxiety bubbling in his chest. He was hoping to slip out of his arms, especially after even just a brush of his teeth, but the hand on the nape of his neck and his hip forced him still. He winced, hard, as the sharp teeth sunk into his skin, and as he jerked back he found himself trapped against the door, unable to move. Jerking to the side proved just as unhelpful, only feeling Madara's teeth sink further into his neck. No way in hell he'd be able to hide that. "Fuck-" His voice was breathy, and he reached up to try and shove him back by his shoulders. "You can just tell Rei-kun. Biting me accomplishes nothing?? You're acting weird, Madara-kun." Not to mention it'd leave marks he'd have to explain away. (edited)

uncletching his jaw, Madara leans back slightly to lap at the bite mark, feeling a spark light in his chest as his tongue ran over the dents. Sorry Kaory, it will definitely bruise. Kaoru’s push did nothing to his stature. He does back off however, but just enough to look into the kitsune's eyes. “I’m acting weird~?” with a chuckle, he lets his hand leave Kaoru’s neck to rest his arm on the door. His other hand is kept still on his hip. “I don’t think I am! Have you seen yourself? You offered yourself out to Rei-san. If anything, you’re the one acting weird.” he narrows his eyes, pupils shifting into splits as he stares Kaoru down. “If you wanna play the fox part so badly–” his hand moves from his hip to the small of his back. “--then I’ll muzzle you and show you who you belong to.”

A mischievous glint seemed to spark in his eyes at the comment about Rei, and for the briefest of seconds a smile darted across his lips. He almost looked proud of it, and the fact that it had gotten Madara worked up. The expression was gone in a split second, however, quickly replaced by that confusion from before. "I offered myself to Rei because you said I wouldn't~ I don't take well to people doubting me, Ma~da~ra~kun~" His tone was almost sing-song as his name rolled off of his tongue. And he tried to ignore the way that Madara's hands rested against him. His jaw clenched at the threat, and he stood up just a bit straighter, staring him dead in the eye as his hand shifted. The possessiveness was nothing new for Madara, of course, but he'd never been so vocal about it -- Nor had he ever been so physical about it. "That. You wouldn't say that out of the blue normally. You'd only say that in bed." He was quick to point it out, standing up on his toes a bit to try and meet his height.

he scoffed, lip quirking up in a show of annoyance, allowing his fangs to peek out. “Quite the opposite, actually. I wasn’t doubting you, I thought you were loyal to me and only me.” That hint of frustration clings to his tone, even as he forces a smile on his lips. However, that annoyed= front quickly evaporated as the kitsune pointed out his odd behavior. He pushes himself off and away from Kaoru, adding to his height much to the blonde’s dismay. A confused noise leaves him, and his brows furrow. He did feel different, but that could easily be crossed off to whatever this curse is, right? His physical changes were obvious, it only made sense for his emotions and intentions to change too, no? God this sweater felt stuffy. “Huh~... guess you egged me on too much! Even I have my limits, y’know?” his innocently annoying smile returns, pupils dilating into a circle-ish shape. “Or maybe I’m just hungry! We should really figure out this pants problem or I just might end up eating ya~”

Kaoru rolled his eyes as Madara pushed himself up and off of him. On some level, he was relieved (because it meant Madara might act a little more normal -- although, he didn't particularly mind how he was acting. It just wasn't normal outside of.. well, yeah. And even then, it'd only been mentioned in passing. nothing as heavy as this), but he was also annoyed. He was not a fan of this height (yeshewas). It made him feel too small, and almost a little threatened. Foxes were predators, sure, but their prey were always bigger than them. And although demons weren't usually natural predators... It made more than enough sense for Madara to be a predator. "Fine, fine." He slipped out from where he was against the wall, reaching up to fix his hair. He glanced at the door, and then back at Madara. "Key? I'll go to your room and get you pants. Since none of mine would even come close to fitting you like this." He let out a little huff of air, "You can stay here and... figure out just what you are~"

Grateful, Madara nods at Kaoru’s offer, scrambling to reach his night stand and fish his keycard out of his wallet. He tosses the thing at the kitsune with a toothy grin. “Make sure to bring the biggest pair you find! Would be nice if I could get bigger boxers too, but I doubt I have any~” He won’t be picky, but it was more than a little annoying to move around. Offering Kaoru one of his usual overly dramatic waves, Madara’s left to discover what he turned into. So, he approaches the mirror, standing in front of it with his hands on his hips. What would stand out to most is his stature, muscle and height. But what stood out to him was his hair, which he brushed back briefly, focus shifting to his horns. The shape didn’t strike him as familiar, not a single animal came to mind as he traced over the length of it. Nails. Claws? He had claws. Weren’t most animals who had horns hooved? It seemed like he was going for the bull look (if we ignore the split tail) but the more he observed, the more he understood why Kaoru had assumed he was a demon. His assumption might be right! Though… What type of demon? That he couldn’t figure out. Defeated, he seats himself back on the bed (gently this time) and runs his hands through his head. He’d rather not spend his day making contracts with people to feed on their souls, but he was gradually growing more hungry, and it’s becoming worrisome by the minute. A strange heat coils inside of him, and he drags his hands down from his hair to the back of his neck. The touch was almost comforting, drawing him to trail his hands down further. In a moment of desperation, he wiggles his way out of the sweater carefully, promptly discarding it to drag his hands over his collar bone, chest, abdomen and– Okay. He stops. This… can’t be good.

While walking into Madara's dorm was not the most awkward thing he'd ever done, it was almost certainly the most awkward thing he'd done in a while. He knew what he was getting himself into when he'd taken the key, but the consequences of doing so didn't really hit him until he was standing at the door of the dorm with the keycard in hand. He took in a deep breath and opened up the door, and he was pleased to see that his roommates seemed to be out (other than Sora, but he was asleep with a handheld game console on his chest and... what looked to be different ears? he didn't pay much mind to it). He thanked whatever luck he had and was quick to make his way over to the dresser, not wanting to waste any time. ...Which he did anyway, naturally. Because Madara's drawers were a mess and in the process of looking for his sweatpants he ended up refolding most of the clothes in his drawer so that it would be easier to look through. He grabbed the largest pair he could find, praying they'd fit, before he raided his boxers as well. Most looked to be about the same size, but he grabbed one that looked a liiittle looser in the hopes that it would be enough. And with that, he was out. He made a quick detour before heading back to his room, popping into the kitchen for some food for the two of them. Toast was easy, and he ended up spending some more time and making some quick eggs. Which then meant he had to wash the pan and. Yeah. Still! He hadn't been gone for that long. He made his way back up to his dorm, plate and clothes in hand as he unlocked the door and pushed it open. It was another moment before he noticed Madara, focused on getting into the room. As the door clicked shut behind him, he paused, gaze tracing over Madara's form. He forced out a laugh, shaking his head to clear the odd air that had built up in the time he'd been gone. And to. Try and ignore the way that seeing him like that had sparked something in his mind.

3:26 AM

God. Okay. Maybe him gaining muscle had been a mistake. This stupid magical mishap was a mistake. "Madara-kun~ Eggs and toast, aaaand clothes for you." He set down the plate on the nightstand, holding out the clothes for him to take. "Thought you might be hungry, and I didn't wanna have to go back down later." He snatched up a piece of toast from the plate, taking one of them for himself and leaving the other two for Madara.