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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Frankenstein was used to Muzaka's warmth.
Notes: Muzaka disappeared 'verse, set just before it happened.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 600
Total word count: 16,373
Status: Work in progress
"Hey, Frankenstein!"
Frankenstein didn't have enough time to turn before a weight settled over his shoulders, Muzaka's familiar presence filling his senses as they walked home.
He smiled as Muzaka leaned in and kissed his cheek, arm wrapped around Frankenstien's shoulders. "Finished with your meetings?" Frankenstein asked.
"Unless I accidentally ran out on one, yeah." Muzaka chuckled. "But I'll need to meet some nobles soon."
Frankenstein raised his eyebrows. "That must be serious." From what he knew, nobles and werewolves only got involved with each other's business when humans were being used. But since he had arrived on the werewolf islands, Frankenstein had heard very little of the nobles.
Muzaka shrugged. "Yeah, they didn't tell me what about - just that it was urgent." He paused, looking at Frankenstein. "I don't think this is about humans - they normally mention that in their message. The human world wasn't mentioned."
"Hmm. I doubt nobles would look too favourably if a human walked into their midst." Though it would be interesting if he could gather information about them...
Muzaka burst out laughing, leaning against Frankenstein. "Oooh? Have ya settled down now? I woulda thought you'd want to see them for yourself."
"I would, but I'd rather not undermine you in your official capacity while you're working." Saying whatever he wanted to rile up Muzaka while they fought, yes, but not when Muzaka was in front of other officials he had to continue dealing with.
Muzaka continued snickering. "I don't think the noble Lord would mind too much. The others on the other hand..." He shook his head. "They're stuffy."
"I can imagine," Frankenstein said wryly. He hadn't had any contact with nobles personally in the Union, but he'd seen some of the letter exchanges that had happened. He sighed. "But unfortunately I just started a new experiment and I'll need to keep my eye on it."
He saw Muzaka's face fall slightly. "And I'm sure you'd want to enjoy your time off the islands anyway," he added. It would have been a while since Muzaka had last left and seen the world. "Just don't get too distracted on your travels, mm?"
Muzaka chuckled again, running his fingers along Frankenstein's jaw as he kissed him. "Now why would I want to do that? I found what I was looking for."
Frankenstein smiled. "Ah, you."
He would miss Muzaka's presence, but he wouldn't have to wait too long for his return.
* * *
One month passed, turned into two.
That wasn't anything to worry about. Travel took a long time.
But...Muzaka was the werewolf Lord. Stretches of land and sea were passed in an instant.
Two months to four, and Garda was watching Frankenstein, he could feel it. All the werewolves were.
They kept drawing him to spar, to help prepare meals, overseeing the young kids.
Distracting him.
He knew it.
And he knew he needed it, his thoughts wandering when he wasn't kept busy.
Muzaka would be returning any day now.
He would.
Just walk back onto the main island, like nothing had happened, a smile on his face and a bag filled of things to show Frankenstein.
Any day now.
* * *
Frankenstein woke up alone.
Like he always had over the last number of months.
Cold.
Muzaka had kept him warm. Not just because he exuded heat, but his smile. His laughter. His voice. Even hearing or seeing those had warmed Frankenstein.
And now...
Muzaka still wasn't back.
Exhaling, Frankenstein sat up, running through of a list of what he was going to need.
Because he was going to find Muzaka and discover what exactly had happened.
Summary: Frankenstein was used to Muzaka's warmth.
Notes: Muzaka disappeared 'verse, set just before it happened.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 600
Total word count: 16,373
Status: Work in progress
"Hey, Frankenstein!"
Frankenstein didn't have enough time to turn before a weight settled over his shoulders, Muzaka's familiar presence filling his senses as they walked home.
He smiled as Muzaka leaned in and kissed his cheek, arm wrapped around Frankenstien's shoulders. "Finished with your meetings?" Frankenstein asked.
"Unless I accidentally ran out on one, yeah." Muzaka chuckled. "But I'll need to meet some nobles soon."
Frankenstein raised his eyebrows. "That must be serious." From what he knew, nobles and werewolves only got involved with each other's business when humans were being used. But since he had arrived on the werewolf islands, Frankenstein had heard very little of the nobles.
Muzaka shrugged. "Yeah, they didn't tell me what about - just that it was urgent." He paused, looking at Frankenstein. "I don't think this is about humans - they normally mention that in their message. The human world wasn't mentioned."
"Hmm. I doubt nobles would look too favourably if a human walked into their midst." Though it would be interesting if he could gather information about them...
Muzaka burst out laughing, leaning against Frankenstein. "Oooh? Have ya settled down now? I woulda thought you'd want to see them for yourself."
"I would, but I'd rather not undermine you in your official capacity while you're working." Saying whatever he wanted to rile up Muzaka while they fought, yes, but not when Muzaka was in front of other officials he had to continue dealing with.
Muzaka continued snickering. "I don't think the noble Lord would mind too much. The others on the other hand..." He shook his head. "They're stuffy."
"I can imagine," Frankenstein said wryly. He hadn't had any contact with nobles personally in the Union, but he'd seen some of the letter exchanges that had happened. He sighed. "But unfortunately I just started a new experiment and I'll need to keep my eye on it."
He saw Muzaka's face fall slightly. "And I'm sure you'd want to enjoy your time off the islands anyway," he added. It would have been a while since Muzaka had last left and seen the world. "Just don't get too distracted on your travels, mm?"
Muzaka chuckled again, running his fingers along Frankenstein's jaw as he kissed him. "Now why would I want to do that? I found what I was looking for."
Frankenstein smiled. "Ah, you."
He would miss Muzaka's presence, but he wouldn't have to wait too long for his return.
One month passed, turned into two.
That wasn't anything to worry about. Travel took a long time.
But...Muzaka was the werewolf Lord. Stretches of land and sea were passed in an instant.
Two months to four, and Garda was watching Frankenstein, he could feel it. All the werewolves were.
They kept drawing him to spar, to help prepare meals, overseeing the young kids.
Distracting him.
He knew it.
And he knew he needed it, his thoughts wandering when he wasn't kept busy.
Muzaka would be returning any day now.
He would.
Just walk back onto the main island, like nothing had happened, a smile on his face and a bag filled of things to show Frankenstein.
Any day now.
Frankenstein woke up alone.
Like he always had over the last number of months.
Cold.
Muzaka had kept him warm. Not just because he exuded heat, but his smile. His laughter. His voice. Even hearing or seeing those had warmed Frankenstein.
And now...
Muzaka still wasn't back.
Exhaling, Frankenstein sat up, running through of a list of what he was going to need.
Because he was going to find Muzaka and discover what exactly had happened.