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For a moment, Kaito couldn't breathe. It wasn't afraid that held him frozen, it was something sharper, deeper. The air itself felt alive, vibrating between them, heavy with heat and the remnants of magic. His own pulse thrummed in his throat, loud enough to drown out the world. He hadn't even realized what happened until the table jolted under him, Asher's weight pressing down, one hand braced against his chest. The scent of blood and wolf filled his senses, wild, unfiltered, real. It hit like lightning, striking something instinctive that he didn't know was inside him until now. Asher's eyes burned gold. Not just a flicker, alive and consuming, like molten sunlight under a storm. His breath came ragged, and every exhale brushed against Kaito's skin, pulling a shiver out of him that he couldn't stop. The growl cuts through the air. It wasn't human. It wasn't meant to be. It vibrated through Kaito's chest, a sound that should have terrified him...except it didn't. Instead, something inside him answered. It was faint, buried deep under layers of binding spells and silence, but it moved. Like a heartbeat that wasn't his own. “Asher,” Kaito manages, voice rough. He didn't know if it was a warning or a plea. Kaito barely recognized the sound of it. The Alpha who always carried himself with unwavering control suddenly looked lost . He staggered back a step, shaking hands curling into fists at his sides. Kaito sat up slowly, his breath still uneven. His heart was still hammering, but not from fear, something else entirely. The echo of Asher's growl still vibrated through his bones, tangled with the remnants of the spell that had healed him. He reached out before he could think better of it. “Hey… hey, look at me.” “It wasn't you,” Kaito said softly. "It was the magic. My magic. It reacted to something in you. It ..." He hesitated, glancing at his own hands. They still tingled faintly, the faint traces of golden light fading beneath his skin. “I think it did something to us. When I healed you, something shifted. ” The silence between them thickened again, but this time it wasn't charged with danger, it was heavy with understanding neither of them was ready to name. Kaito stood, closing the small distance Asher had put between them. “You don't need to apologize,” he said gently. "You stopped. That's what matters." Kaito gave a small, almost shy smile. “And for what it's worth… if you hadn't stopped, I still wouldn't have been afraid.” Kaito's hand lingered near his arm, not touching this time, just close enough to be felt. The pull between them was still there, humming quietly, but it had softened now. Family. Safe. "I knew you wouldn't hurt me". Kaito watched him carefully. He could still feel the tether humming faintly between them, an invisible thread that pulsed in rhythm with both their heartbeats. It wasn't just magic, it was instinct. It was something older, something his human mind couldn't quite grasp but his bones recognized. The first faint light of dawn crept across the floorboards, spilling pale gold over the table, over Asher's hand where it rested on the edge. Kaito hesitated, then reached out, his fingers brushing the back of that hand lightly. “I don't know what's happening to us,” Kaito said quietly, “and i know you don't trust anything with magic but ... not everything with magic is bad” he murmured. "and for the record, i would never hurt you with my magic. You're the safest thing I've known in a long time.” he faint a smile gazing back at him.

Cory rubs his chin, "I am .. not sure, we can stay a little longer to find out." Akira nods his head, "yeah we can watch a little longer and then leave." Shuji nods his head as he watches the credits.

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Asher had always been strong willed and good at hiding pain. It was second nature maybe because of his alpha complex. It was beaten into him by years of surviving things such as far worse injuries. But when the burn beneath his ribs flared sharp enough to steal his breath mid-sentence, even he couldn’t keep the mask from cracking. He felt the shift immediately when Kaito noticed. The sudden scrape of a chair, and rush of movement. (Damn it.) The copper tang of his own blood filled the air. He pressed a hand hard against his side, fingers slick and trembling despite the effort to keep them still. He could feel the warmth seeping through his shirt, sticky and hot. The wound just suddenly came from nothing and it didn’t closed the way it should have. His body grew usually sluggish—dragged down by something unseen. He forced his jaw to tighten, shoulders squared in defiance. The thought that he was weak enough to let this effect him, made his skin crawl. He didn’t want help. He didn’t need it. Or at least, that’s what he told himself. His first reaction had been to push the mage away. But Kaito knelt beside him, voice calm despite the tremor of urgency in it, and Asher felt the fight drain out of his resistance. He shifted his hand away from the wound, grimacing as fabric peeled from raw flesh. The pain durable. But that look laced with concern in Kaito’s eyes unsettled him. Asher hated how that look made his chest tighten. Like it stirred up mixed emotions he couldn’t place. "It a curse.. it happens" he tried to shrugged it off like it wasn’t a big deal. Kaito’s present was a plesant distraction for the pain. He only let out a low grunt as Kaito place his hands to his wounded side. Next came the faintly magic pulse. The instant he felt it all the hairs at the back of his neck stood up. His body reacting to the energy direct that right at him. It was a reflex and a snarl escaped him. "Fu#k!" Asher cursed as he stared down at Kaito. He didn’t think the other would purposely hurt him. He had maybe earned enough trust from Asher. But his wolf was was conflicted and pacing around at the back of his mind. Asher almost told him to stop and stay back. There was a risk for the other too. The kind that could turn violent if his wolf forced control right now. The magic burned faintly against his skin as Kaito worked. Asher had spent years crafting those anti magic fictures to keep unwanted magic out, yet somehow Kaito’s power slipped through. The wards didn’t fight him. They properly recognized something in Kaito, Asher didn’t. He tried to breathe evenly as the heat pressed into his flesh. Searing and clean, biting through the curse that had been coiled there like venom. The pain wasn’t just sharp; it was alive, crawling through his nerves, pulling a low sound from his throat before he could stop it. And then, just as suddenly, it was gone. The curse broke with a pulse of light, and the wound began to knit itself closed as his natural healing progressed. Asher breath out slow and uneven as silence fell again. The air still hummed with residual magic—Kaito’s magic—and it lingered in a way that made it hard to think straight. The scent of it clung to him, threaded now with his own. He should have moved away. He should have said something—anything—to reassert distance. But his body betrayed him, heavy and still, caught between exhaustion and something else entirely. The curse was gone, yes. But in its place, something new had settled in its wake—a tether, faint and unfamiliar. Asher’s gaze dropped to his side, where the wound was now smooth, faintly pink beneath the blood and torn fabric. Then, reluctantly, he looked up. Kaito’s face hovered close, too close. Asher could feel the warmth radiating off him, the afterglow of magic. He could feel it pulsing there, restless. His heartbeat had grown uneven, heavy against his ribs, echoing loudly. Something inside him stirred. Instincts was clawing and tightening, wrapping itself around his core. Humming in a rhythm that didn’t feel like his own. His wolf had been lurked beneath the surface, kept caged behind Asher’s iron control. But now that control was slipping, threading through the cracks in Asher’s defenses. His breath hitched and body reacted before his thoughts could catch up, instincts screaming danger! though logic knew driffrent. Asher’s vision bled at the edges, gold flickering through the gray. He pushed up from the chair too fast, movement jerky and unsteady. The room flipped suddenly. He didn’t remember grabbing Kaito by the shirt and pulling him up . One moment he was trying to ground himself; the next, the table rattled against the floorboards, and Kaito was laying on top of it with Asher's body towering over him. Asher’s palms slammed down hard, one gripping the edge of the table beside Kaito’s shoulder, the other braced against his chest. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to pin him in place. The scent of magic clung to Kaito’s skin, bright and electric. It tangled with the copper scent of Asher’s own blood. The wolf inside him surged higher, driven by confusion, fear, all tangled together. His pulse thundered in his ears. He leaned forward, drawn by instinct. The space between them tightened to nothing, his breath ghosting over warmth of Kaito’s neck, catching on the scent of magic still lingering there. A threatening sound escaped him - an animalistic growl tore thought his chest demanding the other's surrender.. and the Asher froze. Shapping right back in control and realizing how close he’d gotten, how his body had moved on against his will. His eyes were still rimmed with gold, his pupils blown wide. The sound of both of their heartbeats filled his ears He should have stepped back. Should have said something, anything. But all he could do was stand there, trembling with the effort of restraint, the animal part of him straining against its leash, and the human part terrified of what might happen if it broke. "Im sorry" he whispered as he fought within himself for control. A moment later, he snapped his eyes shut as he pushed himself off Kaito and took a few steps back. "Sorry" he said not even realizing how badly his hands were shaking. It wasn’t like him, nor his wolf to fight between themselves.

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