Shifting Socks

Rocks And Rabbits

I have zero self control and this chapter is very dramatic.
Also they curse, a lot.
Be warned kiddos, be warned.
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Excitement pumped through minhyuk's veins, he unlocked the door to the dorm and stumbled in. Quickly he jumped out of his shoes bounding full speed into the living space. Moonbin sat on the couch a permanent frown etched into his smooth features. Rocky stopped short looking at the older boy. “Moonie hyung.” he started. “Whys the door locked.” he came to finish his sentence knowing full well of the answer. Moonbin made no effort to look at rocky only grumbling a short half hearted response. “We need to lock it, to keep trouble out.” rocky drilled a glare into the back of the the dark haired man. “Stop it, you need to cut this out right now!” rocky growled out. “We’re getting a roommate and you need to suck it the fuck up!” minhyuk cursed jutting a finger moonbins way momentarily. The older boy was off the couch in an instant, strutting fiercely across the hardwood floor in rockys direction. “Fuck you rocky, you’re not a fucking shifter!” the elder raised a fist, hissing his words out. “Neither are you! So stop acting like everyone beat you, no one has ever touched your rich spoilt ass!” he seethed every word out with bite jabbing his finger into moonbin’s toned chest. Moonbin charged forward, grabbing rockys shirt he curled the fabric into his fists. “Take it back bastard!” the elder roared. The door but a few feet  away from them clicked,  with a start moonbin loosened his grip. Minhyuk took the opportunity, slamming his fist into moonbins nose. “I'm not your fucking ragdoll don't grab me by my shirt pussy shit.” minhyuk sneered. Moonbin was up an a matter of seconds, hand still covered over his nose he charged the younger again. “Mother fucker! You fucking punched me!” he flared. The door beside them slowly opened as rocky yelled “what's it feel like to actually get hit like the rest of us you rich fucking cunt!” moonbins hands back on the collar of his shirt

Tall with soft carrot orange hair was the first thing rocky saw. Doe eyes in the color mocha seemed to scan the situation, a pass of horror creeping up into his expression. His skin was pale and fair, the only blemish a long jagged cut kissing along his cheek. His eyes kept locked on the blood pouring out of moonbins nose and the fresh bruise booming on rocky's knuckles. The two older boys stared at the younger, who attempted to shrink into himself. Anger flared in moonbin’s system he turned to minhyuk shoving him into the wall harshly before letting go “Goddamnit!” moonbin yelled slamming his door behind him. Sanha jumped at the sound tears already in his eyes. Eunwoo ushered in behind the scared boy, bags clutched in his larger palms. “It's okay, let's go kiddo.” the dark haired doctor chided. His now slack clad legs moved forward, turning around to see a frozen sanha. Rocky punched the wall beside him in a quick rage, sanha let a squeak out rushing past him and into eunwoos arms. He tucked his face into the olders chest deciding he would let the other speak for him. “Hello.” eunwoo started. “I'm eunwoo sanhas gardian, this is sanha as of today he should be rooming with you?” he finished in a question. Rocky looked at him dumbly for a moment, before he bowed deeply. “Ah i'm minhuk- j-just call me rocky though sorry, your room is in the middle next to those two rooms.” rocky pointed them out to the two before him, before he calmly walked off to his own room. “Thank you.” he bowed back to the fleading form of younger. Sanha followed eunwoo into the empty bedroom, a bed sat empty with a desk and a dresser close by.  Eunwoo settled sanhas bags to the floor, his white pressed shirt wrinkled by the weight of the two bags. “You're not my guardian, why did you say that?” sanha questioned as he closed the door behind him, leaning his weight against it. “No, i'm not but i'll pretend to be while you need it. Just promise me you won't go seeing me as your dad, i'm not as into that a you would think.” eunwoo winked at the now bright red youth before him. Sanha seemed to shrink away in embarrassment as eunwoo’s strong sweet laugh kissed the walls of the white room. The older quickly stepped forward embracing sanha in a tight loving hug. “Gross! Let go!” the younger complained weakly, not bothering to even attempt escape from the much needed hug. They released each other, sanha solemnly walked him to the door waving as the handsome doctor walked down the dimly lit hall. The auburn carpet seemed to taunt him, like the color of blood dripping from the angry hyungs nose. He shook his head gently heading back inside he locked the door behind him, standing there a sec, he unlocked it once. Re locking it and unlocking it a total of three times. Sanha turned and bent down grabbing his shoes up from the front landing and bringing them into his very own quiet room.

It was only maybe nine twenty in the morning when everything seemed to settle. Sanha went into his room and locked the door behind him. He took a total of three steps into the white room before letting a full shift consume him, well a full shift for him. You see most shifters could adapt fully into their animal counterparts with grace and ease. But sanha had only shifted full on one occasion, when he was thirteen. It was when he first found out about being a shifter. Needless to say he was horrified, watching as the grass around him became taller and his hands disappear. Now he had some sort of grasp on how to shift, or more to say how not to shift. Though it wasn't fully, it consisted of soft rabbit ears fluffy cotton ball tail and a pink button like nose. White fur covered his hands and up his forearms  little pink pads covering his palms. Whiskers poked out of the top of his eyebrows, wiggling around his big brown doe eyes flashed between blue and brown. He settled onto his bed the say finally weighing on him, a soft homely smell rested over him ramen and teen boys. Sanha tugged the plastic bags off of his backpacks tossing them to the side, he unzipped one of the bags tugging out the softest pink blankie he had ever owned. Sanha knew he would have to sneak back into his house to get pillows and other niceties he left. For now the soft pink blanket would suffice. Exhaustion hit him quickly, with haste he pulled his sweater off followed shortly after by his shirt. Examining the originally white shirt he decided he would have to scrub the blood out later, he really liked this shirt. Next he shuffled out of his pants. Sitting back on his bed he curled into a tight ball on the think mattress, he was out in mere seconds.

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That was a wild ride
Lmao lemmie know what you think cause I have zero self control and a deep searing love for conflict ♥️♥️♥️♥️