Right on the wrong side of it all

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It was only a matter of time, he supposed. Until this happened.

For N, it caught him as he was walking down the hallway, fresh from his feeding off of Misa for the second time. He felt alive, sated, special, on top of the fucking world. So powerful, so amazingly in control of everything, that it was almost laughable. It was beautiful, the kind of

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[near_your_enemy]

N hears the words with a small intake of breath, his chest still a bit sore from when his heart began beating. Glancing behind him, and then down the hallway both ways (he shouldn't be doing this, there was no way that Mihael would agree...), he swallows hard and nods. Right. He had to at least try--this was his life he was talking about.

So, he opens the door softly, looking meek and all around uncomfortable as he takes a hesitant step into the doorway, but he can't move after that, biting his lower lip, his eyes focused uncomfortably on the floor.

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He can't look at Mihael right now, too busy staring hard at the floor, as if it were going to come alive and swallow him. He partially wished that it would.

"...Mihael. I--"

N can't say it, he can't speak right now. It's too uncomfortable, and he's too busy hating himself for even coming here, for having to ask for help. Tugging at his hair, he bites harder on his lip and gave a small sound of frustration. "...I need to, um."