Content warnings: Torture, blood, sadomasochism, graphic violence, sexual themes, dubcon.
NARCISSUS BECOMES THE MARIGOLD
PUPPY-LOVE AND DOG-EAT-DOG
ZEBRA’S MANY MISTAKES, THEIR COSTS, AND THE PAYMENTS THEREOF
HOW I STOPPED WORRYING AND LEARNED TO LOVE THE KNIFE
There was something about Hyde that kept him on Zebra’s mind well after the whole body-swap nightmare was cleared up. Something about the way Hyde looked at him when Zebra asked after his business, something that said Hyde was a man who would fight back.
Zebra did like it when they fought back.
For weeks, he found himself in idle thought, thinking about doing pleasantly unpleasant things to the questionably British man. He had never thought about anybody for weeks, before. He had always been far too fickle for that.
But a month passed, and then two, and he was still thinking about Hyde. There was something about him, yes. Something about the way he carried himself, about the way he dressed, about his pale skin and long hair and serious, yet quietly amused demeanour. About the suspicious package he’d come into and left the shop with.
They were kindred spirits, Zebra knew. They belonged together. Together, until one of them destroyed the other.