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Hidden - Wolf X Gray

Requested by HelixHell80 😌

Love ya, hope you enjoy this! Btw guys I have no idea what Gray is holding in that fanart so I'm just calling it his phone 🤷‍♀️

Wolf Keum, the wild beast of Ganghak, and Gray Yeon, Eunjang's White Mamba. It was a pairing that no one would think of in a million years.

Especially since their recent fight. How could they love each other? 

Gray wasn't an idiot by any means. He'd known what he was getting into that day, when he caught Wolf stumbling slightly near his house. He'd watched the idiot nearly get run over three times and decided that he didn't want Wolf's white outline on the road right outside his house.

So instead, Gray ran over and grabbed his arm, pulling him back to the pavement.

"What the fuck are you.... huh. White Mamba, what are you up to?" he had asked, words clumsily thrown vaguely in Gray's direction, or at least one of the Grays' directions, because if Wolf was being honest (which he rarely was), he was seeing triple. 

"Keeping you from getting yourself killed. Honestly, how are you not crippled with how drunk you are? Is this how it is every night?" Gray asked, shaking his head. How irresponsible can one person get? 

Wolf grinned lazily down at the boy who was struggling to support his weight and drag him into his house.

"Let's hope I remember this happened in the morning, cuz if not you're in trouble," he slurred out, and Gray rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, let's hope."

Indeed, the next morning, Wolf had left quite peacefully, thanking Gray over his shoulder for not slitting his throat in his sleep because that's what he'd have done in Gray's shoes.

"Yeah," was all Gray responded with, wondering if he'd dreamed all of that.

But he couldn't have, because for some reason he couldn't stop running into Wolf for weeks after that incident.

Wolf didn't really know what to make of the situation either. To be honest, that was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him. Yeah, that's kind of sad, but who cares?

And he found that, oddly enough, he didn't mind running into the White Mamba. His little encounter on the rooftop hadn't traumatized him like with others. He'd had way worse. 

No, it intrigued him. What a funny bastard, he'd thought, not quite the expected reaction when one wakes up in a pool of their own blood.

He liked Gray's ability to fight, because that meant he wasn't just the pretty face that trembled and hoped to bring idiots to their knees. 

Yeah...that was definitely attractive.

-Present-

So here they were. Gray couldn't help but fall in love once Wolf started making it obvious. He'd at first gritted his teeth and told the purple haired boy to fuck off and stay far away from him, but that didn't deter him. 

Determined, he'd cornered Gray in every secluded area he could find, flirting until Gray was a puddle on the floor. Really, Gray had zero experience in relationships; despite all the talk about being gay for Stephen, they'd really only ever been friends. Best friends, of course, but nothing more.

But Wolf wasn't that angelic light he'd see in Stephen, oh no. The air between him and Gray had sparks flying, fiery lust dancing in their eyes. Wolf was blinding and almost too much for the shorter, consuming the air around him until the only thing Gray was breathing was Wolf's scent. Oddly enough, the unhinged beast of Ganghak smelled like lavenders most of the time.