[RL with Chika] [Backdated to December 8th sry]

[tiedbyfate]

Shito snuck into the dorm without anyone seeing him in his bloody and torn clothing. He wasted no time, grabbing fresh clothes and then all but running to the shower, stripping off all of his clothes and dumping them in a heap, then beginning to scrub himself down

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[tiedbydestiny]

As usual when coming back from an extended shift at the conbini, Chika was completely exhausted. It was amazing how fucking demanding housewives and OLs and salarymen could be, especially when they were feeling bitchy because of bad days at their own jobs. Chika fervently hoped another high-level zombie would show up on their bounty list soon. The low-level ones often didn't have high enough bounties to make them worth the chase, but it was at least more interesting than working at the store.

He stopped where the halls crossed, and looked wearily first towards his bedroom, and then towards the showers. Taking a shower now meant going all the way to his room to get his shower stuff, then showering, then sleeping. He could just go back to his room, kick his shoes off, flop onto the bed and sleep until morning. Shower later, when he wasn't so damned tired

[tiedbyfate]

Shito froze when he heard Chika's voice, the sound bringing him out of his daze.

"Fuck you, it's none of your business," he said, perfunctorily, and laid his head back down on his arms. His voice rasped a little from the screaming.

Now he had a problem, though. He would need to get out of here, and he knew there was a large bite high on his neck, not to mention that his lips were bloodied and swollen. The more savage one on his shoulder, and the claw marks on his thighs would be covered by clothing, but he'd have a hard time drying off without Chika noticing.

Maybe if he just stayed in here until Chika was done showering, he'd at least be able to hide his injuries until morning.

Irrational it might be, but the thought of Chika seeing the wounds on his body filled him with terror. He felt like somehow he would be able to hide them, though, if he just waited. Zombies healed fast, though not as fast as Yuuta could heal him - but he wasn't going to Yuuta. No way.

[tiedbydestiny]

Chika paused halfway into the next stall, frowning at the one Shito was in. The one he was apparently in, anyway; the walls only came to shoulder-height, but there was no physical sign of his partner. Chika had thought he was just bent down to grab shampoo or something... but he was still out of sight.

"You don't sound so good," he said, a little uncertainly. On the one hand, Shito was his partner and Chika couldn't do much without him. On the other, he hated the bastard and really couldn't have cared less if Shito died, as long as Chika got his hand back in the process. "Don't tell me you're getting a cold or something? We still haven't made enough for this month's payment!"

[tiedbyfate]

"Don't be stupid! Zombies can't get colds!" Shito snapped angrily, cursing inwardly. Of course Chika had to be nosy, but Shito couldn't get up or the bites would be noticeable.

He growled, then closed his eyes, struggling to try to calm himself down. This fear was stupid, stupid. He'd been through worse than this before, and he'd never broken down like this.

At least, not in decades.

"I'm fine," he said in a calmer, but strangely toneless voice. He didn't even realize how hopeless he sounded.

[tiedbydestiny]

Chika's eyes widened at the... dead tone in Shito's voice. He'd never heard the other boy sound like that, never. "What the... holy fucking shit," he swore as he stepped closer to the wall and peered over it. His voice choked momentarily in his throat as he surveyed the raw, bloody wounds his partner was sporting.

When he did manage to find his voice again a moment later, it seemed to have increased in volume several notches. "What the fuck were you doing, idiot? Gods, we need to get you to Yuuta!" Forgetting all about his own shower, Chika dropped his bath stuff and hurried around the wall to Shito.