the teenage boy you used to be
gil
Bard
07-19-2023, 02:50 PM
The more he looked at Gilgamesh, the more things he picked up on. Dread supposed that alphas were supposed to be intimidating, and the raid king's gifts were on display. A ridge of crystals down his back, imposing stature, and something about his eyes that were a little... off. Dread couldn't actually place what about them was off, but as he steadily held eye contact he couldn't figure out quite what it was. His pulse quickened, feeling the tension rise between them. It felt like an eternity, the tension so thick that Dread could taste it. He was fighting to maintain eye contact, fighting to keep himself looking... like he could handle this. The boy swallowed hard, hearing the hum as it radiated from Gilgamesh's chest. The words... ow, dude. His tone remained neutral, even if he was trying desperately not to crack under the pressure. "I would like to think so." He wouldn't give in, he wouldn't crumble. Dread had come to see Deluge, and if he had to make his first impression on her father now then so be it. He could do this... right? The elongated fangs felt a bit like a threat, though Dread does what he can to keep his eyes from going wide at the sight of them. A step closer, Dread tensed. His toes digging into the sand, trying not to visibly bristle but he was on edge. High alert. He's on high alert, heart pounding in his chest. |
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