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“I do the same thing as well.” he glanced at them, then returned his attention back on the rain with a sigh. “well, I unfortunately got caught in the rain as well—— and you're looking at me like you have something else to say.”

drenched fully, his look reminiscent of a wet cat, his head turns from the feeling of fabric coating his shoulders. they roll back, hands clutching onto the sides to tug it tight over his frame, before turning to mumble, ' thank you. '

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The healing is just as bad. Especially the healing. Sore wounds and torn flesh, tendon, sometimes bone mangling itself back together and stitching itself into one. ❝ I’m fine, it’s nothing worse than I’ve felt before. ❞ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

i think you’d look good in something a little edgy.   looking left and right.   soon motioning to follow him as he crosses the street.   i think big pants, tight shirt combo would suit you.

" Please , I promise to get a bodyguard tomorrow ... "

Pouting , usually works .

" Please ?? " Puppy eyes , fluttering lashes .

" Can I maybe ... Just stick by you ? "

" I'm sorry for dismissing you ... "

After about ten minutes , the fox is following the patrol officer ... To ashamed to admit they need help again .

" I'm scared as it is , please just- Thank you for helping me but now I need to be alone ... "

boots come to an easy stop a few feet away, hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket as his gaze drifts past the other, checking the dark corners of the alley before returning to him. “i could say

" Again ... I can't "

Nothing ... Growling and pulling at his hair , they should have stayed home .

not at all.   eyes soon recognizing the shop.   pointing at it.   oh——that’s the place.   we just have to cross the street.