⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃

⋆˚࿔ 𝑨𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎. 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐾𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛'𝑠 ·

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 — 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝐀 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

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[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief He exhaled shakily, his shoulders sinking.

“I keep... dragging you into my problems...”

For a moment, he simply stood there, looking at Kieran as if he were desperately searching for an explanation that he didn't have.

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief Prin opened his mouth again, then closed it. What was he even supposed to say? He didn't understand what was happening.

When he'd set out that morning, the last thing on his mind had been coming home with someone else. Especially not a frightened, (+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief “I don't even understand what's happening yet. I don't know what I found, what he is, or what any of this means.”

His gaze briefly flickered toward the car. The boy was still fascinated by the dashboard. Prin swallowed.

“And now I've dragged you into this.”

(+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief or find some other way to climb out.

Once he was satisfied, he carefully closed the door, then turned toward Kieran. His expression immediately changed; His brows drew together, worry settling heavily across his features.

“He…”

The word died in his throat.

(+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief He knelt on the seat, pressing his fingers experimentally against random buttons and shiny thing, watching each one with fascination.

Prin watched him for a moment before reaching over to make sure the boy couldn't accidentally open the window (+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief making a mental note to offer to clean the mud from Sylus’s car himself later.

The boy didn't resist. If anything, he seemed far more interested in the unfamiliar world around him.

His eyes darted from one thing to another, wide with quiet curiosity. (+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief Prin drew a slow breath before answering.

“He’s probably never seen a needle in his life. Or a doctor. Or even many other people…”

He trailed off, clearing his throat as he leaned into the car. Gently, he settled the boy onto one of the back seats, (+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

//The kid being saved but also getting 17 shots, a decontaminating shower and bathed with flea apray:

[𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐞 &. 𝐊𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧 @tw1nsofmischief]

@CaPrinSs then back at prin, eyes narrowing slightly. "and yes. he's getting a rabies shot. and a tetanus shot. and probably five other shots."

then kieran paused, his own stoic demeanor cracking just a fraction as a cold realization hit him. his own skin pricked with a phantom sting.

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@RachiedashRP @tw1nsofmischief //... 🫵🏻

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief "And maybe getting him a rabies shot would be a wise move, given the circumstances. When I found him, he was eating a rat..." He wrinkled his nose. "Let's not let him near Robby..."

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief His lips parted and closed without uttering a syllable, tasting the blood at the corners of his mouth.

Prin grimaced slightly in disgust, leaning closer to Kieran to whisper:

(+)

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief his large eyes blinked as he rested his head against Prin’s chest as he turned toward Kieran.

"We can go now."

[⋆˚࿔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃 @CaPrinSs]

@tw1nsofmischief the first time he’d run away.

The pain in his legs was what he remembered most.

He bent down, sliding one arm under the boy’s legs and the other behind his back, lifting him against his chest in a bridal carry. The boy offered no resistance; (+)