#CYVEL BABY BOYYY

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Distress consumed him, anxiety tightened his chest and sheer panic derailed each and every thought. The very basic need to get somewhere safe was all that forced the poet onward, mind reeling, eyes brimmed with tears, hands poised upon his chest where the most dire of aches resided. He needed to get to safety, it was all he could think of. Soon enough, feet bought him into the Congregation and with a trembling hand extended did he reach for Aymeric. Safe.

    his  panic  is  nigh  immediate  when  the  hand  gripped  his  arm , turning  his  head  to  the  shock  of  finding  cyvel  at  his  side  in  quite  a  state . his  demeanor  was  like  hardly  anything  aymeric  had  witnessed  from  the  poet  outside  of  one  singular  occassion , and  it  sent  red  flags  sky  high  in  the  lord  speakers  mind . immediately  he  turned  to  face  him , arms  lifting  to  gently  hold  cyvel’s  arms .     “   cyvel ?   “   he  asked , his  tone  gentle  yet  tight  with  deep  concern . his  thumb  gently  brushed  along  his  arm  in  soothing  motions , while  his  eyes  flicked  away  from  cyvel  to  take  in  the  prying  eyes  that  might  be  witnessing  this  moment .    out  of  concern  for  his  friends  privacy , he  very  gingerly  lead  cyvel  into  the  privacy  of  his  office , sitting  him  down  in  a  chair  not  far  from  the  door  and  crouching  down  low  in  front  of  him .     gentle  calloused  hands  took  cyvel’s  fingers  into  their  own , holding  tight  &  firm  in  hopes  of  grounding  him  back  in  the  world  he  existed  in  while  bright  blue  eyes  looked  up  at  him  with  a  mixture  of  deep  concern  and  anxiety .     “   tell  me ,   “   he  asked  softly , trying  to  be  as  gentle  as  possible  to  not  scare  or  push  cyvel  too  far .   “   what’s  wrong ? what’s  bothering  you ?   “     one  hand  lifted  from  cyvel’s  hands  to  gently  brush  against  his  cheek , thumb  stroking  lightly  along  the  pale  skin  to  get  a  good  look  at  his  poor  pallor .      “   you’re  safe , cyvel . what’s  wrong ?   “

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