Mikotsuhime
Nonbinary Forest Hermit
Wade had been sullen enough that he actually did stop arguing when Azrael threatened to sedate him, which Lev thought was a bit worrying. Normally he would take that kind of threat as a challenge.
When they arrived at her apartment, Percival found his mouth curving into a small smile. It was very rare that he spent time with vampires who were not his father or otherwise immediate family.
"And may that happiness find you well," he said, the response his aunt had taught him as a young boy coming easily.
It was a bit nostalgic.
Lev gave him and Azrael both an odd look, but Percival ignored it. Wade had been trying very hard to avoid him on the way over, but Azrael's apartment was not particularly large. He had nowhere to go now.
"Sit on the couch," he said after taking off his shoes, and Wade turned a fierce glare on him. He looked ready to argue before Azrael mentioned that the neighbours were sleeping. His mouth snapped shut and he decided to kill Percival with his glared instead. When he didn't move, Percival put his hands on his shoulders and herded him over. Lev watched with a bewildered expression as Wade begrudgingly let himself be pushed until he was sitting on the couch. Percival looked around before spotting a blank throw, and he draped it over Wade, wrapping it around his shoulders.
It made him look a lot younger. He always looked older at work, with his thick glasses, but he never wore them in his off time. It was kind of cute.
Until Wade stubbornly looked away and kicked him in the shin.
Lev sighed, because that was a whole mess he wanted no part of. He was no big fan of Percival, and he was prepared to intervene if he had to, but he was at least happy Wade was able to argue and bicker. That was better than being despondent.
And Thea had found a mouse, which was... Cool. Very cool.
Lev's ears twitched as Thea put scooter in the ball, and he kept his eyes on the rodent as she rolled around the room.
He had pulled his tail free from his pants in the ride over, too tired to switch forms once more, and it twitched as well.
He wasn't actually going to do anything ridiculous like eat the mouse. He wasn't an animal. But hunting instincts were hunting instincts, and he found himself crouching down as he watched the mouse come and go. When she got too close to him he gently slapped the ground by her, sending her skittering off. He grinned, because it was so rare that he actually got to play these days.
Wade huffed out a small laugh, and Percival couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitching upwards as Lev's face turned the colour of a tomato.
"I ate," Wade said, even though he very much didn't eat. Well, he had a bit of calamari at the bar earlier. That counted, right?
Percival was giving him that knowing look, though. Wade pointedly didn't meet his eyes.
"Chicken would be good," he said. Wade glared at him, but the sleeping neighbours prevented him from arguing.
When Thea took Azrael into the bathroom, Wade made to get up and head to the kitchen. Percival, however, immediately turned around and pushed him back down onto the couch.
"Stay there," he instructed. "I'll get your tea. You like it the same as before, correct?"
Lev watched quietly as Wade nodded, looking again like the act of doing so physically hurt him. Percival smiled, the kind of smile that actually looked genuine rather than his usual courtesy smile, and he headed into the kitchen.
He sorted through the teas, pulling out a few that he knew Wade would enjoy. Lemonbalm and Chamomile - it would help him to relax a bit. He remembered Azrael's suggestion of Lavender, and located some in the back of the cupboard.
Lev watched as Percival made up a cup for him and Wade, giving Wade the largest mug in the cupboard. He turned his eyes to Wade and raised his eyebrows, but Wade, again, wouldn't meet his eyes.
"I thought he hated you," he said, low under his breath. Wade scowled, his fingers twitching.
"I hate him," he corrected. "And for good reason."
Percival's shoulders stiffened, but otherwise he gave no indication that he had heard.
The apartment was cool, but it wasn't as cold as it was outside. He had taken one of his mother's warming pills earlier in the evening to keep his temperature up, and it made him feel almost completely alive and awake even though it was still the middle of winter. But he wouldn't say tea wouldn't help.
When Thea returned, Lev had been doing his very best not to torment Scooter too much. He only chased her a little bit, and he didn't bat the ball around or anything. He was on his very best behaviour. He had forgotten about tea, though, so he stood up and headed into the kitchen to grab a mug.
"Green tea would be great," he said, perusing her selection before pulling one loose.
When they arrived at her apartment, Percival found his mouth curving into a small smile. It was very rare that he spent time with vampires who were not his father or otherwise immediate family.
"And may that happiness find you well," he said, the response his aunt had taught him as a young boy coming easily.
It was a bit nostalgic.
Lev gave him and Azrael both an odd look, but Percival ignored it. Wade had been trying very hard to avoid him on the way over, but Azrael's apartment was not particularly large. He had nowhere to go now.
"Sit on the couch," he said after taking off his shoes, and Wade turned a fierce glare on him. He looked ready to argue before Azrael mentioned that the neighbours were sleeping. His mouth snapped shut and he decided to kill Percival with his glared instead. When he didn't move, Percival put his hands on his shoulders and herded him over. Lev watched with a bewildered expression as Wade begrudgingly let himself be pushed until he was sitting on the couch. Percival looked around before spotting a blank throw, and he draped it over Wade, wrapping it around his shoulders.
It made him look a lot younger. He always looked older at work, with his thick glasses, but he never wore them in his off time. It was kind of cute.
Until Wade stubbornly looked away and kicked him in the shin.
Lev sighed, because that was a whole mess he wanted no part of. He was no big fan of Percival, and he was prepared to intervene if he had to, but he was at least happy Wade was able to argue and bicker. That was better than being despondent.
And Thea had found a mouse, which was... Cool. Very cool.
Lev's ears twitched as Thea put scooter in the ball, and he kept his eyes on the rodent as she rolled around the room.
He had pulled his tail free from his pants in the ride over, too tired to switch forms once more, and it twitched as well.
He wasn't actually going to do anything ridiculous like eat the mouse. He wasn't an animal. But hunting instincts were hunting instincts, and he found himself crouching down as he watched the mouse come and go. When she got too close to him he gently slapped the ground by her, sending her skittering off. He grinned, because it was so rare that he actually got to play these days.
Wade huffed out a small laugh, and Percival couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitching upwards as Lev's face turned the colour of a tomato.
"I ate," Wade said, even though he very much didn't eat. Well, he had a bit of calamari at the bar earlier. That counted, right?
Percival was giving him that knowing look, though. Wade pointedly didn't meet his eyes.
"Chicken would be good," he said. Wade glared at him, but the sleeping neighbours prevented him from arguing.
When Thea took Azrael into the bathroom, Wade made to get up and head to the kitchen. Percival, however, immediately turned around and pushed him back down onto the couch.
"Stay there," he instructed. "I'll get your tea. You like it the same as before, correct?"
Lev watched quietly as Wade nodded, looking again like the act of doing so physically hurt him. Percival smiled, the kind of smile that actually looked genuine rather than his usual courtesy smile, and he headed into the kitchen.
He sorted through the teas, pulling out a few that he knew Wade would enjoy. Lemonbalm and Chamomile - it would help him to relax a bit. He remembered Azrael's suggestion of Lavender, and located some in the back of the cupboard.
Lev watched as Percival made up a cup for him and Wade, giving Wade the largest mug in the cupboard. He turned his eyes to Wade and raised his eyebrows, but Wade, again, wouldn't meet his eyes.
"I thought he hated you," he said, low under his breath. Wade scowled, his fingers twitching.
"I hate him," he corrected. "And for good reason."
Percival's shoulders stiffened, but otherwise he gave no indication that he had heard.
The apartment was cool, but it wasn't as cold as it was outside. He had taken one of his mother's warming pills earlier in the evening to keep his temperature up, and it made him feel almost completely alive and awake even though it was still the middle of winter. But he wouldn't say tea wouldn't help.
When Thea returned, Lev had been doing his very best not to torment Scooter too much. He only chased her a little bit, and he didn't bat the ball around or anything. He was on his very best behaviour. He had forgotten about tea, though, so he stood up and headed into the kitchen to grab a mug.
"Green tea would be great," he said, perusing her selection before pulling one loose.