This ended up half head canons, half scenario kind of…I think…either way I hope you like it!
- Given
his ability to change into pretty much anything his imagination can conjure,
Tendou earns the nickname “monster” in no time at all. - “You
aren’t even a real thing!” they cried whenever he’d show his latest idea. - Initially
he doesn’t care, insisting that he changes into what he wants for his own
enjoyment and that he likes scaring the humans. But that fades away the more
isolated he becomes. - The
damage done, even his attempts at shifting into “normal” every day creatures
are met with hostility. - “Why
would you ever think you could pass as a real butterfly?” one tormentor
taunted. - “Hey,
maybe we should become birds and tear those wings apart!” - Tendou
eventually left the commune, opting to take his chances in the human world
amongst those he formerly sought entertainment from in the form of scaring them
shitless in the night and causing them to question their sanity. - Joining
the volleyball team allowed him an energy outlet, so much so he barely misses
shifting anymore. He uses his “spidey” senses for his guess block every once in
a while, but can’t do it too often to full capacity since people may become
suspicious. - Unfortunately
for him, you are such a person, easily pegging that something is “off” about
the boy with the red hair. And really, what human’s hair is naturally that
color? - You
corner him one day after school, pushing his lanky body into a storage closet
and locking the door.
“What
are you?” you ask. Tendou’s
breath catches, eyes going wide and his pulse races. He gathers his wits
quickly but its already too late.
“Don’t
lie to me, I know you’re hiding something.”
“Don’t
you think it’s dangerous to isolate yourself with someone, or something, you don’t know a damn thing
about?” he snaps reaching for the door.
A
hand on his wrist stops him, his eyes meeting yours. “I know what it’s like to
feel alone. So, go ahead, your secret will be safe with me.”
Sighing
he steps back. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He opts to shift into a dragon, a
small one, but if he’s going to do this, he might as well go for broke.
He is
not prepared for your gasp of
pleasure, for your hands to caress his scales, for an utterance of “so
beautiful” to fall from your lips. When
you meet his red eyes you ask, “Can you fly?” A nod. “Will you take me?”
He
shifts back to his human form, standing up to his full height. Hands on your
shoulders, he leans down, face inches from yours. “I will, but it’ll cost you.”
“Anything,”
you affirm.
“A
kiss-“ he barely got the word out before your lips are on his. Caught up in the
moment, Tendou’s arms wrap around your waist drawing your bodies flush
together.
“Satori-kun,
I…I always believed your kind existed but nobody believed me,” you whisper. You
feel him tense with fear, apprehension that you’ll tell his secret to prove
your conviction correct surging forward despite your former promise to keep it.
“Shhhhh,” you coo, “I’m not sharing you with anyone.” He
may or may not shift into cat every night to gain uninhibited access to your
room, shifting back upon the dawn and making his way back home.
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