Ship: Rin/Sousuke Fandom: Free! Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED Other Tags: vampire and werewolf boyfriends: the au, i thought sousuke calling rin's teeth out would 2 on the nose, but now i regret not bringing it up Original Work:link by fickle Word Count: 448
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Rin hadn’t taken to vampirism well. He was sixteen when it happened and he’d killed his maker when he still hot with rage from being turned. Subsequently, he’d had no one to actually teach him how to be a vampire -- he was just making it up as he went along. When he returned to Iwatobi with much, much sharper teeth, he was paranoid that other people would immediately notice that he was different, that he was (technically) dead. But so far, no one seemed to notice -- not his mother or Gou, or even Haru.
(Although that was not quite fair to Haru. He’d told Rin solemnly that the water changed around him, Rin didn’t bother to tell him that vampires not being able to cross over moving water was a myth -- he’d come back from Australia, after all.)
What really pissed him off though was that he was a vampire. He was strong and tireless and not nearly as flammable as legends told -- but he still couldn’t reliably beat Haru in the water. What a waste -- had he really died for this?
*
He knew immediately that Sousuke was different now. All his senses went haywire when he first caught a different scent in the class, something feral and not right. Sousuke caught his startled look and smiled, the bastard.
Rin waited until they were alone to push Sousuke against the wall and demand to know what happened.
“Shouldn’t I ask you the same question?” Sousuke said, with a slight smirk.
“You’re a fucking werewolf! Sousuke!”
“And you’re a vampire,” Sousuke said, licking the bottom of his lip.
Rin wanted to bite him so badly, to straighten that arrogant curl on his lips.
But he didn’t. Not yet.
*
After high school, Rin trained in Australia for six months alone before he decided to return to Japan. He missed everyone too much to be away from them for too long, and he was aware, painfully so, that he might have forever, the rest of them didn’t.
(He thought especially about Sousuke. Transformations were hard on a werewolf’s body and most didn’t survived past their fifties.)
He moved into a tiny apartment with Sousuke. They argued about what colors the walls should be and where to put the couch. Finally Rin, frustrated, leaned over and kissed him and came away with a shirtful of white paint.
“Should we do this?” Sousuke asked, uncharacteristically uncertain.
“You don’t want to?” Rin asked skeptically.
“Vampires and werewolves aren’t supposed to --”
“Be roommates?”
“Tch,” Sousuke said impatiently. “I’m being serious.”
“But you’re bad at it, so stop,” Rin said. “Do you want me or not?”
Sousuke answered in the affirmative, as Rin thought he would.
FILL: Team Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, T
Fandom: Free!
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: vampire and werewolf boyfriends: the au, i thought sousuke calling rin's teeth out would 2 on the nose, but now i regret not bringing it up
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 448
***
Rin hadn’t taken to vampirism well. He was sixteen when it happened and he’d killed his maker when he still hot with rage from being turned. Subsequently, he’d had no one to actually teach him how to be a vampire -- he was just making it up as he went along. When he returned to Iwatobi with much, much sharper teeth, he was paranoid that other people would immediately notice that he was different, that he was (technically) dead. But so far, no one seemed to notice -- not his mother or Gou, or even Haru.
(Although that was not quite fair to Haru. He’d told Rin solemnly that the water changed around him, Rin didn’t bother to tell him that vampires not being able to cross over moving water was a myth -- he’d come back from Australia, after all.)
What really pissed him off though was that he was a vampire. He was strong and tireless and not nearly as flammable as legends told -- but he still couldn’t reliably beat Haru in the water. What a waste -- had he really died for this?
*
He knew immediately that Sousuke was different now. All his senses went haywire when he first caught a different scent in the class, something feral and not right. Sousuke caught his startled look and smiled, the bastard.
Rin waited until they were alone to push Sousuke against the wall and demand to know what happened.
“Shouldn’t I ask you the same question?” Sousuke said, with a slight smirk.
“You’re a fucking werewolf! Sousuke!”
“And you’re a vampire,” Sousuke said, licking the bottom of his lip.
Rin wanted to bite him so badly, to straighten that arrogant curl on his lips.
But he didn’t. Not yet.
*
After high school, Rin trained in Australia for six months alone before he decided to return to Japan. He missed everyone too much to be away from them for too long, and he was aware, painfully so, that he might have forever, the rest of them didn’t.
(He thought especially about Sousuke. Transformations were hard on a werewolf’s body and most didn’t survived past their fifties.)
He moved into a tiny apartment with Sousuke. They argued about what colors the walls should be and where to put the couch. Finally Rin, frustrated, leaned over and kissed him and came away with a shirtful of white paint.
“Should we do this?” Sousuke asked, uncharacteristically uncertain.
“You don’t want to?” Rin asked skeptically.
“Vampires and werewolves aren’t supposed to --”
“Be roommates?”
“Tch,” Sousuke said impatiently. “I’m being serious.”
“But you’re bad at it, so stop,” Rin said. “Do you want me or not?”
Sousuke answered in the affirmative, as Rin thought he would.