Good mornin' sunshine

[greenmoonrising]

WHO: Bruce and YOU
TONE: Ranging from humour to fatigued angst
RATING: Probably not more than PG-13
WHEN: First morning back at school
WHERE: Just outside the Great Hall
WHAT: It's the morning after full moon weekend and Bruce is more than a bit exhausted. He might be more irritable and absent-minded than usual, so what's stopping you from bugging him?
STATUS: Ongoing

Full moon is never fun for Bruce but adding the stress of travel to it had left him more fatigued than usual. If anyone had seen him the day before and how dishevelled he looked then, they'd think he was ready to keel over and die at any second now. All colour was gone from his face save for the even darker shadows around his eyes and the red in his lips, and was that perhaps a glint of green in his eyes when he walked through a beam of sunlight? He needed food but he wasn't too sure he was up to being around people that day, so he hesitated and stared at the entrance of the Great Hall, leaning against a wall for support.

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[greenmoonrising]

"I'm fine-" he started protesting, but then Maxim was gone and students were gathering. Bruce ducked his head when some glanced his way and debated running off. Still, it would be rude to run off when Maxim had asked him to wait, so he stayed hunched against the wall, closing his eyes and dozing.

[moveslikejaeger]

Bruce will find himself soon woken up by the smell of sausages.

This is because Maxim loaded up two plates with nothing but sausage and bacon, and then held the one under Bruce's nose as he dozed. He knew what the wolf wanted, even if Bruce was loathe to accept that part of him, and he was going to feed it the way one ought to.

Meanwhile, his pockets were bulging with pastries. Those, of course, were for him.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce's eyes flickered open with bright green irises, staring down at the sausages and licking his lips absently. He then shuddered and recoiled, the green fading and leaving Bruce looking somewhat nauseous. "That's a lot of meat," he mumbled weakly. "Uh... should we go find somewhere to eat...?"

[moveslikejaeger]

"Ov courze it iz. Get more energy from protein," he chuckled, waving the plate in front of Bruce's face a little, then backing away into the hall. "Zum place nize und qviet, yes? Hyu don' look like hyu ready for pipple yet."

And there's always plenty of empty classrooms at this time of the day. Flashing a smile, Maxim turns, sa-shaying off to find one of those classrooms.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce just swallowed hard at the waving plate and sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and wincing at finding another healing weal, following Maxim wordlessly. After all, he couldn't deny that he really wasn't ready for masses of people yet.

[moveslikejaeger]

"Ah, here ve go~!" Maxim chirped, pausing in front of an open classroom door. Holding out one of the plates, he bowed his head, sweeping the other towards the classroom. "Gentlemen first!"

[greenmoonrising]

The smile was a bit crooked but still, a smile nonetheless. "Shouldn't that be you?" he chuckled, waddling into the room and sitting on one of the tables with a quiet sigh.

[moveslikejaeger]

There's just a second where Maxim paused, glancing around him like he expected someone to be there. When there was nothing, he shrugged his shoulders, sauntering into the room and offering Bruce the plate. "Not hardly, meine kleine Apfelkuchen. Dot iz a term reserfed only for sveet leedle boys like hyu."

[greenmoonrising]

"What's that?" he asked, momentarily distracted by the plate in his hands. "Meine... meine clean what?"

He engaged in a short war with himself, the wolf demanding that he tear into the meat while the human was fighting for the sake of it, leaving him feeling more nauseous. Still, he knew he had to eat, so he picked the smallest piece of bacon and nibbled on it.

[moveslikejaeger]

"Meine kleine Apfelkuchen," he repeated, setting the second plate down next to Bruce before sitting down himself. Then he pulled an apple fritter from his pocket. "My little apple dumpling, basically. Becauze hyu zo sveet und delicious."

And with that, he took a huge bite of the pastry, practically stuffing the whole thing in his mouth.

[greenmoonrising]

"Sweet and-" Bruce just... blinked. Perhaps turned a bit pink in the cheeks, but oh well, such is life, and he returned to staring down at his plate, stomach growling but somehow not eager to eat much more than the sliver of bacon he just finished.

[moveslikejaeger]

"Hy heard dot, hyu know." Completely oblivious to Bruce's blushing, or seeming that way, at least, Maxim waves a pastry at him. "Eat, dollink, or hyu make hyuself sick."

[greenmoonrising]

He blinked at the pastry and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Thanks but uh... I don't think I can eat much of this. Stomach's not cooperating."

[moveslikejaeger]

"Cuz hyu fightink de volf," he sighs, rolling his eyes and stuffing another pastry in his mouth. "Hoo hent hoo rhat hiff hoo awnt hoo hecoffar wickvly."

Hold on, let him swallow. "Chust let it do vhat it vants vit de meat, den it vill qviet down a bit."

[greenmoonrising]

His lips thinned into a tense line and he set the plate aside, shaking his head. "No, he's not getting out during the day. It's my body."

[moveslikejaeger]

Sigh. "Iz an animal, Bruce! Iz not goink to go on a rampage if hyu feed it! Iz goink to sit dere lickink its chops all heppy und schtuff. Und sinze iz a part ov hyu, hyu vill be heppy too. Hy haff to feed a whole pack ov verevolves effery night after de full moon in zummer, Bruce, Hy know vhat Hy em tokkink about. Dey gorge demselvez full to burstink, den de sit around drinkink for hours."

[greenmoonrising]

"Well I'm not them," he grumbled, getting to his feet and clenching his eyes shut at the head rush. "Sorry for troubling you, I'll take the plate back to the kitchen."

He began to move the load on his plate onto Maxim's, even if his eyes were flickering green with want.

[moveslikejaeger]

"No, hyu chust makink hyuself miserable."

As Bruce loads up the plate, Maxim gets up, crossing the room to shut the door, locking it.

"Vhich iz vhy Hy iz not lettink hyu leaf until hyu eat. Iz for hyu own goot. Hyu vill eat, und den Hy vill rub hyu belly cuz hyu a goot, heppy puppy."

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce frowned and approached the door. "I don't need belly rubs because I'm not a dog," he grumbled, reaching past Maxim to unlock the door. "I'm fine - I'm always fine."

[moveslikejaeger]

Maxim just frowned, grabbing Bruce's hand before it could reach the door. "Dere iz nottink wrong vit who hyu are, Bruce."

[greenmoonrising]

"Yeah, nothing wrong except I'm a brainless monster when I lose control," he answered flatly, reaching for the door with his other hand.

[moveslikejaeger]

"Hyu iz an animal," he growled back, grabbing the other hand. "Chust like efferyvun elze, Bruce. Iz chust zumtimes, hyu haff fur. Dere iz only vun monster in dis room, and it sure az hell iz not hyu."

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce snarls as he's essentially trapped, eyes practically glowing from how green they've turned, teeth clearly sharpened. "Let me go!"

[moveslikejaeger]

He really should let Bruce go. He knows he should. He had that exact same feeling he'd had with Rapunzel, that feeling, that urge to let go and do something stupid, but knowing it was a bad choice. That Bruce would be the one to suffer for his choices if he made the wrong one.

God, but he wanted to see the wolf come out. He could practically hear the howls in his ears, feel claws pricking and digging into his soft skin, and taste blood in his mouth. He could imagine the struggle, how he'd be over-powered and pinned, helpless as the beast ravaged his body.

But he could also see Bruce coming to his senses, seeing him bloody and battered, and blaming himself for his actions. He could see Bruce collapsing under the weight of his guilt, the shadows of his eyes growing deeper, no matter how much Maxim insisted he had wanted it.

Hands shaking, he loosened his grip and ran them up Bruce's arms, bringing them to rest on the other boy's shoulders. "Hyu need to eat. Meat vhat iz already dead, vhat hyu ain't killed hyuself iz not de same az rippink out zumvun's t'roat. But it testes close enough to satiate de volf. Eat, Bruce, pleaze. Hy chust vant hyu to take care ov hyuself."

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce snarled at Maxim's movement, clawed hands rising to grip his biceps and slammed him back against the door. He frowned at Maxim's words and slowly leaned in, brilliant green eyes focused on Maxim's eyes as he took a deep measured breath, fangs and claws gradually receding. "I.." he rasped, frown deepening as he grit his teeth and closed his eyes, firmly forcing the wolf back.

After a moment he sagged against Maxim, breathing loudly and resting his forehead against the other boy's. "S-sorry," he whispered, loosening his grip on Maxim's arms.