Fifty-nine

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I got home to screams and shouts. Plates smashing. Knives flying. Platinum hunched on the corner of the kitchen murmuring, shivering with cold sweat. It was…cute?

"What are you doing?"

He didn't even look at me. He just held himself tighter, covering his ears and still murmuring things under his breath. So I walked to him and lightly tapped him. Platinum lashed out.

It was all so fast. One second I was crouching as I tapped his shoulder, the next, he pounced at me with a loud cry. Pinning me on the hard floor. His left had holding both of my wrists above my head. Not a peculiar position but the knife on his other hand hovering above my chest made everything much more exciting. Platinum's eyes were wild, blown out and red.

He was panting harshly and it made me pant too.