#TV Ate My Brain: Snowfall

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Frozen (Child au)

The streets are dark as Grave walks, her feet crunching in the fresh fallen snow as the sky hangs above her, dark and grey as the night sprawls out endlessly.

Grave tugs at her large coat, her skin feeling too hot underneath it, though she keeps it on, knowing the cold air around her will attack any exposed skin.

She could walk this route to her shop blindfolded, she knew it so well, so it doesn’t surprise or disturb her as she passes by an alleyway, pitch black and full of fallen snow and frozen ice from the previous snowfall.

Grave doesn’t bother paying attention, continuing on her route as she picks up the pace, her shop due to open soon as morning begins to roll around. But a sound manages to catch her attention, stopping her in her tracks as she turns towards the alleyway. The sound is small, almost unnoticeable as it cuts through the air, but it sounds like someone sniffling in the cold.

“Hello?” A frown pulls at Grave’s face as she pauses her footsteps, worry spiking inside of her at the idea of someone being out in the cold snow alone.

The noise stops quickly, but the faint shuffling of fresh fallen snow gives it away to Grave. Someone is definitely in this alley. Grave stays silent as she moves closer, not wanting to scare the person.

But as she approaches, a silhouette becomes visible to her, too small to be an adult. It shakes and trembles, the small figure sitting in the cold snow all alone. Grave gasps quietly at the sight, glowing softly in concern as she approaches.

“H-Hey…” Grave keeps her voice low as she speaks, now able to see that the figure is a small boy, no older than 8, sitting alone in the snow in tattered clothing that do nothing to protect him. The child jumps as he see’s Grave, curling in on himself as he sits, propped up against a wall.

“Here, take this.” Grave frowns more, pulling off her large coat as she extends her arm to the boy, offering it to him.

“Y-You cold?” The boys voice is quiet and broken as he speaks, barely heard above the wind whipping past them, looking nervous and weary of Grave, his face flushed a sickly red.

“No, not at all! I feel pretty hot actually.” Grave reassures the child softly, smiling to mask the concern stabbing into her heart.

“T-T-Thank y-you…” The child doesn’t look convinced, but he doesn’t argue anymore, taking the coat from Grave, huddling inside of it for warmth.

“You’re welcome.” Grave thinks as she watches the child, a question popping into her mind. “How long has it been since you ate something?” She questions, her voice calm and gentle as the child looks down at his hands.

“T-T-Three? Three d-days? Maybe more…” He admits, mulling over his answer quietly as he speaks, not looking at Grave as he fiddles with his hands.

“Oh no…” Grave thinks of a solution quickly, coming up with options. “U-Um… I have food at my shop, do you wanna come with me or should I go get some and bring some back to you?” Grave keeps her question as short as possible, the child looking confused as he shivers.

“H-H-Help?” His brows furrow as he looks u at Grave, seemingly baffled by her offer of help, looking unwell as he trembles.

“Are you okay with being touched right now?” Grave frowns, nodding slowly at the boys question as she watches him, feeling worry creeping into her. The boy looks down, biting on his fingers nervously as he nods.

Grave gently picks up the child, starting to walk to her shop as he sniffles quietly, hiding his face in Grave as she walks, his skin cold to the touch.

“We’ll be there soon, okay?” Grave keeps her voice quiet as she walks, making herself go faster as the boy nods, closing his eyes as he hides in Grave, huddled inside the coat as she carries him. Grave enters her shop quickly, carefully putting the child down on her couch.

“Stay here, okay? I’m going to the back for a second.” Grave explains, the boy nodding as he curls up inside her coat, hiding his face in his knees.

“What’s your favourite food?” Grave questions as she heads into the back of the shop, full of food and stock.

“U-U-Um… I-I don’t know…” The child explains, feeling nervous as he hides from Grave slightly, unfamiliar with his surroundings.

“What about… chicken soup?” Grave offers, thinking of something the kid would be able to eat relatively easily in his state, fiddling with her hands. The boy nods silently as he lies on the couch, hiding himself underneath Grave’s large coat.

“You can turn on the TV if you’d like.” Grave smiles as she begins preparing the soup for the small child.

“N-N-Never watched…” The boy explains in a small voice, still hiding under Grave’s coat as he speaks.

“May I ask why?” Grave frowns softly as she feels concern spike through her again for the child.

“Not a-allowed.” He explains quietly, his voice muffled slightly by the coat on top of him.

“Well, you’re allowed to watch TV here, uh…” Grave thinks for a moment as she peaks. “What’s your name?” She questions, her voice soft and soothing.

“I-Iden…” The boy keeps his voice low as he responds, not moving from his chosen position on the couch.

“I’m Grave!” Grave smiles, pouring the soup into a bowl for Iden and walking into the room with it.

“H-Hi.” Iden doesn’t move from his spot hidden under her coat, hiding from her as his stomach churns nervously.

“…Is there anything else you need, Iden?” Grave questions, setting the soup down as she sits on the floor, feeling concerned as Iden doesn’t answer, the coat on top of him trembling slightly.

“Iden?” Grave frowns softly; worry stabbing into her heart as Iden sniffs from under the coat, his voice sounding stuffy as she glows dimly.

Grave thinks for a moment, walking to the back of the shop to look for medicine as Iden coughs quietly, trying not to make too much noise. Grave grabs the medicine quickly, walking back into the room.

“Can you show me your face please?” Grave sits in front of the coat heap hiding Iden, her voice soft and calm. Iden hesitates for a moment before he sits up, pulling back the coat to reveal his sickly pale and flushed skin.

“Take this.” The medicine is poured into its designated cup, Grave handing it to Iden carefully. Iden cringes as he swallows it, the taste bitter on his tongue.

“Sorry it tastes yucky…” Grave apologises, giggling quietly as she watches the small child in front of her. Iden hands her the empty cup, coughing gently as he finishes swallowing the medicine.

“Do you think you’re okay enough to eat some soup now?” Grave smiles softly, though concern still remains as she speaks to Iden, her voice sweet and motherly. Iden nods silently, biting his tongue gently to keep himself from speaking too much.

“You’re allowed to speak, y’know.” Grave hands him the soup carefully, quiet laughter coming from her as she thinks over the sentence, realising how strange it sounds.

“N-N-Not annoying?” Iden’s voice is quiet as he looks at Grave, his expression nervous and unsure.

“Nope, not at all! I actually really like hearing people talk.” Grave smiles as Iden begins eating his soup, looking nervous as he shakes his head silently.

“No?” Grave feels confused by the action, taking a moment to think it through. “…That’s fine too! You don’t have to talk if you don’t wanna.” Grave explains, smiling gently as she attempts to comfort Iden. He finishes his soup quickly, fiddling with his tattered shirt as he looks down at the table, unsure of the positive attention.

“…Do you want a hug?” Grave almost whispers the question, feeling concern for the small child in front of her.

“H-H-Hug?” Iden looks at Grave, his expression confused as he tries to understand what she means.

“Yeah, a hug!” Grave explains, though her face quickly falls, settling into a frown. “…You don’t know what that is do you?” She asks, Iden shaking his head as he plays with his hands.

“Do you want me to show you?” Grave wiggles as she speaks, Iden hesitating for a moment before nodding, feeling nervous and curious at the same time.

Grave smiles, pulling Iden in gently, encasing him in a warm hug. Iden freezes, his brain working overtime, not understanding what’s happening.

“H-Hurt?” Iden’s voice is quiet and weak, his first ideas about what the action was supposed to do from years of negative experience.

“Nope! Love.” Grave shakes her head as she explains. Iden sniffs quietly, his eyes welling up with tears at this unknown feeling.

“You okay?” Grave frowns in concern at the childs reaction, her voice soft as Iden nods, some tears spilling onto his cheeks.

Grave smiles gently, pressing a careful kiss to Iden’s forehead as he clings onto her, wanting to feel safe. His skin is cold as it brushes against her, his thin and tattered clothes covered in dirt, his skin in a similar shape.

“What’s your favourite colour?” Grave gently picks Iden up as she walks to the back of the shop, to grab a blanket for him.

“R-Red…” Iden keeps his voice low as he answers, looking at Grave curiously as he holds onto her.

“Do you wanna take a bath now or a little later?” Grave grabs a red blanket for Iden, smiling softly.

“N-N-Now?” Iden bites his fingers gently as he answers, muffling his voice as he hides his face in Grave.

“Was… was that a question o-or an answer…?” Grave feels confused by his response, though she continues to smile kindly.

“A-Answer.” Iden confirms, thinking about his decision carefully, unused to this kind of situation.

“Good, you’ll take it now.” Grave smiles more as she carries the tiny child. “Do you wanna pick out your own clothes?” She keeps her voice soft as she questions him, Iden hiding his face as he shakes his head, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

“Well that’s okay!” Grave picks some simple and warm clothes that Iden can wear, her skin glowing as Iden watches her, curious of what she is doing and why.

“Bubbles or no?” Grave puts Iden down carefully as she enters the bathroom, beginning to run the bath for him as she speaks.

“Bubbles?” Iden looks confused, tilting his head in questioning as he looks up at Grave.

“Yeah! You put soap in the bath and it makes bubbles for a bubble bath.” Grave explains. ��Its a normal bath, but cooler.” Her explanation makes excitement enter Iden’s eyes, a small smile on his face as he nods.

“What soap would you like?” Grave giggles as she puts the bubble bath into the water, showing Iden her selection of soap, smiling as he points to an apple scented one, nodding happily.

“Do you want me to leave or stay here with you?” Grave’s voice is soft as she asks the question, wanting Iden to feel comfortable.

“C-Cant do alone…” Iden admits, looking down as he fiddles with his hands, feeling nervous.

“That’s fine! Help is a good thing.” Grave reassures, gently patting Iden on the shoulder as she smiles.

“W-Warm…” Iden smiles as he splashes his hand carefully in the water, making sure not to make a mess.

“That’s good, it’s supposed to be!” Grave laughs quietly as she watches Iden, able to see his fascination.

“It is?” Iden’s voice sounds confused, though his face doesn’t change as he pokes at the soap bubbles in the bath, fascinated by them.

“Mhm! If it was cold or hot, it wouldn’t be all that nice. A bath is supposed to feel nice!” Grave explains, feeling happy at Iden’s reaction to the bath.

“Oh…” Iden bites his lip gently as he looks up at Grave. “D-Didn’t know that.” He admits, trying not to think about what life used to be like for him.

“Well now you do!” Grave smiles sweetly as she watches Iden. “Oh, there’s also bath toys. Want one?” Iden nods at the offer as he leans into the bath, made curious by the smell of it.

“Here they are!” Grave grabs some toys for Iden, a boat and some ducks. Iden’s eyes light up as he see’s them, bouncing in excitement as he waits for the bath to be ready.

“You can get in now!” Grave turns the water off in the bath, turning her back as Iden undresses himself, getting into the bath carefully. He sits in the warm water happily, grabbing a toy duck in curiosity.

“You good?” Grave wiggles, buzzing quietly as she watches Iden nod, smiling as he plays quietly with the duck toy, small scars littering his arms, becoming visible as he moves.

“Is there anything else you need?” Grave frowns as she notices the scars, though she bites her tongue, unsure what else to say as she smiles gently.

“D-Don’t think so!” Iden grins as he rubs soap in his hair carefully, watching it foam up.

“Can I ask you somethin? Its okay to not answer though.” Grave sits down on the floor beside the bath, watching as Iden scrubs at his head, getting the dirt out of his hair.

“Y-Yeah, that’s fine.” Iden looks at Grave, curious of what she wants to ask as he washes his hair.

“Where… h-how did you get those scars on your arms?” Grave looks away as she asks the question, keeping her voice soft to try and avoid scaring the child.

“I-I got punished a lot… the s-sisters didn’t like me.” Iden looks down as he explains, frowning as he carefully splashes the water around. “G-Got whipped.” He continues, looking down at his arms.

“…It wont happen to you again. I promise.” Anger surges through Grave at the idea of someone hurting this child, making her frown as she speaks. Iden hesitates before nodding.

“M-My back too… I can’t reach it.” Iden rinses his hair through with water as he explains, his voice quiet.

“Mhm…” Grave gets off of the floor, helping Iden clean his back, being careful as she scrubs the dirt off. “Um.. how old are you? And why were you outside?” Grave feels her concern rising as she questions Iden, frowning softly.

“I-I-I’m eight… I got left behind… no one came for me.” Iden plays with the duck as he explains, trying to keep himself calm.

“Oh no… I’m so sorry.” Grave frowns more, feeling concern for Iden and anger at the people who dared to hurt him.

“B-Better than being t-t-there.” Iden reasons, shrugging nonchalantly as he scoops water into his hands, washing his face.

“Yeah, but its still not good. You could’ve-” Grave bites her tongue before she says something she would regret. “Wait… who left you behind?” She questions, confused.

“T-The sisters… at the orphanage.” Iden explains, fiddling with his hands as he speaks.

“They suck a whole lotta ass.” Grave huffs, her voice full of calm anger as she speaks, making Iden flinch.

“T-They fed me… I m-misbehaved.” Iden reasons, looking down as he tries not to stress himself out.

“It doesn’t matter, they shouldn’t have hit you.” Grave explains, her voice getting softer as she speaks to Iden.

“Gotta listen t-to adults…” Iden curls into himself as he speaks, not wanting to upset anyone.

“Um…” Grave bites her tongue again, not wanting to scare Iden with what she wants to say, finishing cleaning his back as he watches the water, biting his fingers gently.

“…What do you call a cow with no legs?” Grave tells a joke now, hoping to lighten the mood with humour.

“I-I-I don’t know.” Iden looks confused as he looks at Grave, his eyes curious and nervous at the same time.

“Ground beef.” Grave smiles at the punch line, giggling at its stupidity as Iden cracks a smile, turning to face Grave as he shivers slightly, the water in the bath no longer warm.

“Do you wanna get out now?” Grave giggles as she watches Iden nod, moving to grab the edge of the bath as he grins.

“Here you go!” Grave pulls a towel out for Iden as she turns away, Iden wrapping himself up as he scrubs his hair dry gently.

“Can I look now?” Grave giggles as she waits, buzzing happily as she keeps her back turned.

“Y-Yeah.” Iden nods as he smiles, feeling safe and happy for once in his life as he wraps himself up.

“Ready?” Grave smiles, turning to face Iden as he nods vigorously, bouncing in excitement as a large smile stretches onto his face.

Grave leaves the bathroom, walking into the spare room as Iden follows her, skipping down the hallway. The room is mostly bare aside from the bed and various objects on the windowsill, the temperature warm as Iden hides behind Grave’s legs quietly.

“Sorry its to empty in here, not a lotta people come here…” Grave explains, giggling as she lays Iden’s new clothes out on the bed for him.

“Its n-nice!” Iden smiles as he walks into the room more, lookin around him in fascination.

“Glad you like it! We could decorate it one day if you’d like…” Grave offers, smiling gently.

“L-Like… I’m staying h-h-here?” Iden questions, his face full of shock as his eyes well up, large tears blurring his vision.

“Mhm! I’ll keep you safe and take care of you and we can watch dumb TV shows together!!!” Grave nods as she speaks, Iden sobbing, unable to speak as he clings to Grave’s leg gently.

Grave glows as she gently picks Iden up, holding him close as he sniffs, hanging onto her as he sobs, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

Grave carefully plants a kiss onto his forehead, Iden laughing quietly as he hiccups, shivering slightly as the cold starts to set in, the towel around him not providing much heat.

“I’ll let you get changed and stuff, okay?” Grave smiles as she puts Iden down, watching him nod as he pulls the clothes off of the bed to change.

Grave leaves the room as he changes, wandering downstairs to sit beside the couch as she waits. A few minutes pass before Iden wanders downstairs in his new and very warm clothes, smiling happily.

“Hi!” Grave smiles, her skin glowing as she watches Iden, feeling happy as he wanders into the room.

“H-Hi…” Iden waves as he walks in, fiddling instinctively with the hem of his shirt as he speaks.

“Come sit!!! We can watch t h i n g s and talk about s t u f f!” Grave pats the space beside her, signalling to Iden to sit down. He obliges happily, curling up as he sits beside Grave.

“Ever heard of Dragon Ball Z?” Grave pulls Iden into a gentle hug, her voice soft and curious as she questions him.

“N-Never watched a-a-anything…” Iden explains, shaking his head as he leans into Grave, feeling comfortable.

“Hm… that’s gonna change right now!” A small frown flashes over Grave’s face, but its gone quickly as she turns on the TV, putting on a children’s channel for Iden.

“B-Bright.” Iden watches the TV in fascination, his eyes wide as he sits in Grave’s lap quietly.

“Do you like it?” Grave giggles as Iden nods, grabbing his red blanket from the floor as he curls himself up, getting comfortable.

“There’s dog!!!!” Grave gasps quietly as she smiles, holding Iden gently in her arms as she watches.

“Dog!!!!” Iden giggles, sounding happier than ever as he leans into the hug, watching the show with curiosity and excitement.

“So big and so fluffy!!!!” Grave exclaims, feeling excited as Iden giggles more, wrapping himself in the blanket to get warmer.

“I gots a question.” Grave glows happily, feeling excited and content all at once as she sits.

“Mhm?” Iden looks up at Grave as he sits with her, voice quiet and calm as he watches her.

“Do you like robots?” Grave questions, a large smile on her face as she looks down to Iden.

“I don’t know… n-never seen one before!” Iden explains, thinking his words through as he smiles.

“That’s gonna change very soon!!!! I make robots and other stuff, so you can see as many as you’d like.” Grave explains, giggling quietly. “Hell, you can even have some!”

“Really?” Iden smiles as he fiddles with his hands, looking up at Grave with innocent eyes.

“Really! You can have as many as you’d like!” Grave nods, Iden feeling happy as he tears up.

“Y-Y-You’re being so nice… why?” His voice is quiet as he hugs Grave, being muffled by her clothes.

“Because you deserve kindness, Iden.” Grave explains, buzzing softly as she looks down at him.

“I do?” Iden questions, his face confused by this face as he listens to Grave speak.

“Of course you do! Everyone deserves kindness… except for mean people.” Grave giggles as she explains.

“Are you like my mom now?” Iden leans into Grave as he hugs her, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to ask the question.

“I-I mean… do you want me to be your mom?” Grave questions, buzzing in excitement as Iden nods nervously, hiding his face from view.

“Then yes, I am your mom now.” Grave confirms, squeaking quietly as Iden clings onto her.

“N-Never had a mom before…” Iden explains, happiness swelling in his heart as he gets closer to Grave.

“Well now you do, congrats!” Grave presses a gentle kiss to Iden’s forehead as he giggles, hugging Grave tightly in his arms, warm and happier than words could describe.

“…Do you wanna get a dog some day?” Grave closes her eyes as she hugs Iden back gently, Iden gasping.

“We can do that?!” Iden pulls back for a moment, looking at Grave with an incredulous expression.

“Of course we can!!! We’ll get whatever type of dog you’d like.” Grave explains, laughing as Iden grins.

“I like having a mom…” Iden mumbles, burying his smiling face in Grave’s shoulder gently.

“I’m glad you do!!!” Grave buzzes in her happiness, smiling as Iden relaxes, feeling safe and warm in Grave’s hold.

Grave smiles, gently running her fingers through Iden’s hair as he hums quietly, closing his eyes.

“So smol…” Grave giggles, petting Iden’s hair as he relaxes more, starting to feel sleepy.

Grave glows softly, humming to Iden as he gets sleepier, trying to resist as he clings onto Grave.

“You sleepy?” Grave keeps her voice hushed as she speaks, smiling as Iden hums quietly, nodding as he curls into himself. “Good, you need to rest.” Grave smiles kindly as she watches Iden.

“Y-You sure?” Iden questions, yawning as he attempts to keep his eyes open, failing miserably.

“Yes! You need to sleep, so sleep.” Grave explains, nodding as she gently pokes his nose, making Iden laugh as he closes his eyes properly, falling asleep quickly as Grave follows him, turning the TV off telepathically as she doses off.

 The sky outside is dark as Grave stirs, Iden curled up beside her, still sleeping comfortably as she huffs.

“Mmm…” Grave groans quietly, too sleepy to process the world around her properly as Iden sniffles in his sleep, burrowing into his warm blanket.

Grave frowns as she hears faint noises coming from outside, not wanting to get up to investigate as she sits, not wanting to wake Iden. The noises escalate into faint yelling, several pairs of footsteps hammering against the concrete outside, though one set sounds significantly smaller than the rest.

A pit forms in Grave’s stomach at the noise, making her debate herself for a moment before getting up, feeling bad at the possibility of waking Iden. But Iden doesn’t stir, dead asleep as he curls up in Grave’s absence, the noises outside growing closer.

Grave approaches the front door, arguing with herself about whether to open it as a young sounding scream pierces through the air, sounding broken and strained, a quiet thumping noise accompanying it.

Grave feels her heart drop, opening the door quickly, rushing outside without a coat as she watches two adult sized figure fleeing at the sight of her, leaving a small child lying on the concrete pathway outside her home, curled in on themselves.

Grave runs over to the child, a sound of distress leaving her mouth as she gets to the child, who lays unconscious on the ground, small cuts littering their pale face.

Grave gasps in muted horror, quickly lifting the child into her arms, running inside her shop once again. The child remains unconscious as Grave runs inside, her skin cold due to the thin clothing she wears.

Grave moves to the back of the shop quickly, grabbing some blankets, carefully swaddling the small child as her brain screams at her in panic. The child doesn’t stir, though her face regains some colour as warmth starts to seep into her icy skin.

Grave smiles gently as she lays the child down on the couch softly, moving into the kitchen to make some hot soup as they rest, slowly regaining warmth and colour.

“…Heck.” Grave checks on the child, unsure of what to do as the soup heats. As she warms, the small child stirs slightly, shifting inside of the blankets in confusion at her surroundings.

Grave smiles slightly as the child stirs, though she keeps quiet, not wanting to scare her, a single beep the only noise that comes from Grave. The child groans quietly as their eyes open slightly, eyebrows pulling into a frown as she they shoot into a sitting position, confused and panicked by their unfamiliar surroundings.

“H-Hi…” Grave keeps her voice quiet, looking away from the child as she jumps, falling off of the couch onto the floor hard, making her wince as she does. But they don’t stop, backing up into a wall defensively as they watch Grave.

“I’m not trying to hurt you, I promise…” Grave frowns as she watches the child, her voice as soothing as possible. But the child frowns, backing further away as she scans the room, seemingly looking for a way to escape as the cuts on her face begin to bleed.

“U-Um…” Grave frowns more as she tries to think, wanting to help this child but not knowing the best approach as the child looks around, face growing confused as her eyes pause over the mound that is the still sleeping Iden on the couch.

“D-Do you… ah… y-you’re bleeding.”  Grave backs up slightly, feeling her concern for the child building. The child squint, attempting to see the mound better, heart pounding nervously.

“D-Do you know him?” Grave questions quietly, sitting on the floor calmly, keeping her gaze averted as the child curls in on themselves, mumbling something inaudible as they nod.

“That’s good!” Grave smiles gently, the child shaking as they watch her, not sure whether to trust her or not.

“T-T-Twins…” She explains, her voice barely above a whisper as she keeps her gaze locked onto Grave.

“Cool!” Grave smiles gently, her expression soothing and soft as she thinks. “How long has it been since you ate something?” The question is quiet, Grave not wanting to scare the child more, watching silently as they mull the question over.

“W-Week…” The child admits, their voice no louder than a mumble as they speak, eyebrows knitting together into a frown.

“I’ll be right back.” Grave frowns, getting up from the floor, walking to the back of the shop to get the heated soup as the child curls herself into the blankets tightly for warmth.

“Here you go.” Grave comes back in the room, carefully setting the warm soup and spoon beside the child, watching as she comes out of her ball slightly, wiping some of the blood from her face as she tries to eat.

“Um… what’s your favourite colour?” Grave thinks quietly as she watches the child, her voice calm.

“P-Purple…” The childs small voice answers Grave as she eats her soup, trying to keep an even pace.

Grave smiles gently, moving to the back of the shop to grab clothes as the child finishes her soup, hiding herself inside the warm blankets draped over them.

“Do you wanna take a bath now or wait a little bit?” Grave enters the room with some clean clothes for the child, glowing gently.

“C-C-Cant r-really walk.” She doesn’t come out of hiding as she answers, her voice muffled by the blankets surrounding her.

“Oh no…” Grave frowns, thinking as she watches the child continue to stay hidden in the blankets, lying down on the floor as they wait.

“Are you okay with being touched right now?” Grave questions, her voice quiet as the child nods, pulling their head out of the blankets as they rub at their eyes carefully.

“You ready?” Grave questions as she carefully picks up the small child as they nod, leaning into the warmth Grave provides them gently.

“Bubbles or no bubbles?” Grave carries them upstairs carefully, beginning to run a warm bath for them as she smiles.

“Bubbles?” The childs voice sounds curious as they question Grave, watching the water stream into the bathtub.

“Yeah, bubbles!” A large smiles stretches on Grave’s face as she carries them. “It makes the bath all fancy.” She explains.

“O-Okay.” The child agrees, nodding as she keeps her gaze fixed on Grave, her eyes wide and innocent.

“It’s done!” Grave adds the bubble bath swiftly, turning off the tap once the bath fills. The child smiles slightly, holding onto Grave as she carries her now.

“Do you want some bath toys?” Grave glows softly as she asks, the child nodding as they look into the bath, curious.

“Anything else?” Grave dumps some toys in the bath, smiling as she child shakes her head, rubbing at her face gently with her hand.

Grave frowns gently, leaving the room to get the med kit as the child climbs into the bath carefully, scrubbing at her dirty hair.

“I need your face for a second!” Grave explains as she comes inside with the med kit, giggling at the ridiculousness of her statement as the child turns in the bath to face Grave, fiddling with one of the toys quietly.

“Thank you.” Grave carefully cleans the childs face of blood and makes sure all the wounds are sanitised as she plays in the bath, splashing the water quietly as she lets Grave work on her.

“Yay, it’s done!” Grave glows happily as she finishes taking care of the wounds. The girl smiles happily, poking Grave’s nose with her small hand as she splashes.

“Thank you!” Grave giggles, returning the poke gently, making the girl laugh quietly as she hides her face from view.

“Wanna hear a dumb joke?” Grave buzzes happily as she speaks, the girl nodding quietly, looking curious.

“What’s green and has wheels?” Grave starts the joke, watching the girl think about it for a moment before she shakes her head, shrugging.

“Grass. I lied about the wheels.” Grave explains, laughing at the punch line as the girl giggles happily, her skin free of dirt and grime.

“Do you wanna get out now?” Grave grabs the towel for the girl as she nods, bouncing slightly as she watches Grave from inside the bath.

“Here you go!” Grave hands the girl the towel, turning around as she swaddles herself with it, squeaking happily at the warmth it provides.

“Is it okay for me to look now?” Grave questions, giggling quietly as she listens to the girl.

“Mhm!” A small bout of laughter comes from the child as she huddles into her towel, grinning happily.

“You want me to carry you or…?” Grave turns around the face the child, bouncing on her feet as he girl nods, giving Grave some grabby hands as a signal.

“Time for w a r m t h!!!” Grave giggles as she gently picks the girl up, listening to her squeal quietly as she hides her face in Grave, making her laugh as she carries her.

“This is your room!!!” Grave explains, walking into another mostly empty bedroom in the house.

“I get to s-stay?” The girl questions fiddling with her hands as she looks around the room in front of her.

“Of course you get to stay!” Grave exclaims, smiling widely as she holds onto the girl, who has tears welling in her eyes as she presses her face against Grave.

“You okay?” Grave keeps her voice low as she speaks, the small pit of concern in her stomach quickly vanishing when the girl nods, sniffling as she clings to Grave, who retaliates by hugging her gently, humming quietly.

“My n-names Hannah…” The girl smiles as she reveals her name, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I’m Grave!” Grave smiles as she places the folded up clothes on the bed for Hannah, who looks happy when she see’s them.

“I’ll let you get changed and stuff!” Grave explains, carefully setting Hannah down on the bed beside the clothes as she leaves the room, a soft smile on her face.

It doesn’t take more than a few minutes before Hannah comes back downstairs, dressed in her new clothes with blankets wrapped around her for warmth.

“Hello!” Grave smiles happily as she see’s her, glowing as she watches her enter the room.

“H-Hi.” Hannah smiles as she fiddles with her hands, unsure of what she is allowed to do.

Grave pats the space beside her on the floor, Hannah obliging, sitting with her quietly as she huddles inside her blankets for warmth.

Grave pulls Hannah into her lap, holding her gently. Hannah whines softly at the uncommon touch, curling herself into Grave.

“D-Do you wanna watch something?” Grave questions, speaking through the bout of giggles she tries to suppress as Hannah nods, curious.

Grave turns on the TV, flicking to a random children’s show as she closes her eyes, Hannah half paying attention as she hugs Grave. From the couch, Iden shifts, stirring slightly at the noise.

Grave hums softly; feeling excited as Iden opens his eyes slightly, feeling groggy and sleepy.

Grave smiles, her skin glowing more as Iden rubs at his eyes, frowning in confusion as he notices Hannah in Grave’s hold.

“Good morning… wait, it’s not day.” Grave keeps her voice low as Iden wakes up, a small frown passing over her features at his reaction.

“D-Dreaming?” He questions, poking Grave gently as he yawns, still feeling sleepy as he speaks.

“No, its all real.” Grave explains, shaking her head as she smiles gently. Iden climbs off of the couch carefully, enveloping his smaller twin in a tight hug.

“Found her?” He questions, looking up at Grave as he holds Hannah, both of them leaning into the hug happily.

“Yes!” Grave glows as she smiles happily, watching both Iden and Hannah cry silently as they hug each other.

Not knowing what to say or do in this situation, Grave smiles softly, looking away as the twins hug. Iden giggles as he leaves the hug, throwing a blanket over all three of them as he pokes Grave’s nose gently.

Grave laughs softly, returning the poke, making Iden giggle as he snuggles into Grave, Hannah following his lead.

“So smol…” Grave gently holds both twins, making Hannah laugh as they lean into her, feeling content and safe.

“Hey, guess what?” Grave grins as she looks down at the twins, watching them try to think of an answer.

“What?” Hannah concedes first, questioning Grave with a curious expression on her face.

“I love you!” Grave exclaims, giggling as she see’s the pure happiness on the twins face, followed by them wriggling in her lap like small worms of pure joy.

Grave squeaks at the cuteness as Hannah and Iden yawn in sync, sounding sleepy as they sit with Grave.

“You’re sleeby, aren’t you?” Grave smiles, keeping her voice quiet as Iden nods, rubbing at his eyes gently.

“That’s good! Its really late…” Grave comments, dropping her voice softer as she pokes the twin’s noses gently, making Hannah giggle quietly as they lean into her.

Grave carefully runs her fingers through the twin’s hair in a soothing motion, her heart swelling as Hannah yawns again, closing her eyes gently.

Grave giggles quietly at the cuteness as she continues to stroke their hair, Hannah nuzzling into Grave and her blankets as Iden closes his eyes as well.

Grave leans down, gently placing kisses on each of the twins foreheads, Hannah smiling as she drifts into sleep, Iden shuffling to get closer to Grave. She glows as her and Iden drift into their own sleep, the three of them comfortable and content with their new family.

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Christmas with NCT (1)

I feel like I didn’t do much here the past few days… I have a problem with my eyes and I lost my glasses so :/ I’ll have the new one ready by Friday smh but anyway!!! Happy holiday!!! I hope you can enjoy this too… somehow…

Taeil

• Played guitar all night long and serenade you your favourite songs!!

• Kept you under his arms when you both snuggled up to watch the same movies being played on tv every year… laughing your heads off to the classic Home Alone series

• Made weird puns and super old dad jokes about Christmas things that you rolled your eyes on;;; but secretly love because it’s…. Taeil

• Diligently bought gifts for the members following your little suggestions;; while making sure they would like it

• Wore the ugliest dad sweater you’ve ever seen,,,, and made you wear one with him

• Cupped your cheeks with his warmed palms when he saw your lips looking a little pale from the cold

• Proudly cooked you his mother’s kimchi stew for dinner;; and it surprisingly taste good to your liking

• Got emotional from remembering it was the 3rd Christmas he got to spend with you;;; and he wants a lot more Christmas together with you for years to come

Johnny

• Helped you decorate the tree

• Especially with the higher part where only giants can reach

• Made you coffee to drink together in front of the fireplace while cuddling

• Or while having a marathon of your favourite holiday movies!!

• Wore matching sweaters and socks with you because he couldn’t afford to break traditions (they sadly don’t make one with those cutely separated toes for giant feet)

• Bought you a lot of presents;; ranging from a big box to a small one

• Where a pretty necklace laid inside the small velvety one and he told you to open it last!

• Put it around your neck;; warm fingers grazing your skin while his mouth whispered ‘Merry Christmas’ in your ear and he gave you a smooch on your cheek~

Taeyong

• Invited you (and insisted!!!) to cook with him

• And bake stuff too;; even though you weren’t very sure if he’d done it before

• At least it didn’t turn out horrible so you can still give it to the dreamies;;

• Gave you an ugly but snuggly sweater and santa’s hat to make you look like a couple!!

• But it looked good on him;;; the world is indeed unfair

• Took pictures outside with his long abandoned Polaroid;; you made snowman together and took a shot of it, also took pictures of each other

• Decorated the photos and wrote your wishes for each other behind it

• Spent the night cuddling under the blankets because it was freezing

• While watching the snowfall outside the window;; talking about nothing and everything until you both drift off to sleep

Yuta

• Festive spirit Yuta means Cheesy Yuta!!

• You both dressed in matching Christmas-themed outfits and went on a date downtown!

• Visited cute cafes and ate delicious cake in the afternoon

• Got complimented for being a very pretty and adorable lovebirds by an elderly couple and a street snack vendor auntie;;; Yuta proudly bragged about you to them while smiling widely

• Stopped by an animal shelter and he surprised you by saying his Christmas gift for you was to adopt a pet;;;

• You picked a cute brown poodle pup who likes Yuta a lot and kept licking his hand

• Of course you had to go back to introduce your new pup to your place;; and after playing with it for a while Yuta told you to clean up and dress nicely for dinner

• He had a reservation at a very nice restaurant for a special Christmas dinner with you;; he had called to book a long time ago for the occasion

• He took your hands in his after dessert and stared into your eyes;; saying he was glad he could spent his Christmas with you even though he’s away from home,, you made it just as warm

Doyoung

• Would battle your voices out over the classic must-played Christmas songs like;;; starting two weeks before the d-day

• Asked you directly about what you want for a gift because he had no idea what to get and he felt like it would be such a waste if you didn’t like the gift in the end

• Fussed over Christmas shopping and wanted to do it immediately before the shops become crowded and uncomfortable

• Furthermore because you!!! And the dreamies!!! Have to get the nicest presents available!!! Typical mom Doyoung;;;

• Spent the night having dinner inside,, you busied yourself unwrapping gifts because he decided to give you not only one;; he couldn’t think of anything to be eliminated from the category of perfect gifts for you so why not just give you all of it

• Pointing towards your abundant gifts under the not-so-big Christmas tree with indifferent voice tone but his eyes sparkled in curiosity for your reaction;;

• You gathered your presents in your arms and gave him a smooch on his lips,, thanking him for all the gifts

• The tip of his ears got really red;; but quickly vanished when he opened the box you gave him and found a bunny doll inside making him whine extra loud,, started spewing comments about how nice he was being and how he shouldn’t have done that

• You laughed at the fuming bunny and pointed to another box under the tree instead, telling him it’s the actual gift

• Let’s just say he treated you like a princess for the rest of the evening for giving him what he had wanted for so long;;; he knew that’s exactly the reason why you’re his girlfriend afterall~

Ten

• Begged you to wear the reindeer headbands he prepared for the both of you with his sparkly eyes

• You hesitated;;; because you were going to go to the crowded mall to shop for gifts

• But of course you couldn’t resist his pearly white smile and adorable whines,,, you both sporting matching antlers with your red sweater and his green one

• A lot of kids glanced at your direction because they thought you’re some kind of Santa’s helpers;; Ten was happy to receive the attentions and he walked confidently with your right hand entangled with his left one,,, the other hand he used to wave excitedly to the kiddos

• Bought you your favourite ice cream since what is cold you both have no idea;;; every day is a perfect ice cream day (even though the temperature outside could freeze your brains)

• Queued along together with a lot of people to write your wishes to Santa and hung it up on the giant tree inside the mall!!

• Took stupid selcas with the Christmas-themed property;; you got an ugly picture of him making funny faces wearing Rudolph’s nose

• Had a playlist entirely dedicated to Christmas (which is normal…. until he actually started playing it when the clock hit 00:00 at December 1st)

• (And hasn’t stopped since then…. probably until the end of the year)

Jaehyun

• Absolutely didn’t want to be far from you;;; clingy Jaehyun is life

• His excuses being the cold while his body was radiating warmth all over

• Also he wore fuzzy sweater and cute coloured socks with cartoon animal patterns on it

• You didn’t try to deny because all you want most of the time is to cuddle with him

• Cooked special Christmas dinner with you!!! Him being the little snake he is,,, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind;; turning you around and pressing little kisses all over your face

• Almost lifted you up to the counter if you didn’t stop his advances;;; Jae please

• He just !!!!! grinned cheekily giving you his heavenly dimples to run away from your scolding

• Made you hot chocolate with his special recipe (which was just… adding marshmallows and a bit of cinnamon)

• His favourite part of the day was the cuddle session (again) after dinner where you both were full and contented;;; feeling warm just to get even warmer by hugging each other close,, your head on his chest while he played with your hair;; sometimes humming songs, or talking to himself about how lucky he is to have you and how precious you are to him

Sicheng

• Texted you his plan about taking you out on a date to this really nice Chinese restaurant he tried some time ago with the members

• His eyes lit up and he got very very excited when he opened the door and saw you standing behind it!!!

• He was like let’s go!!!! I know it’s for dinner but maybe we can walk around beforehand~ I heard the town is pretty when it’s holiday season!!

• Fixed your scarf so it covers your neck and your mouth;;; making you laugh because he wouldn’t hear you talk if it’s muffled by the scarf,,, he laughed it off shyly pinching your reddened nose

• Filled your stomachs with street snacks and took a walk around;; admiring the Christmas decorations and the festive atmosphere all over

• Met a group of Chinese tourist who seemed kind of lost and he initiated to help by telling them the right directions because he’s confident with his native language;; being complimented of how handsome and kind he’s being

• You gave him a kiss on his cheek because you’re so proud of him for being brave to approach first and offered his help!! His face and ears got all red but there’s a permanent smile etched on his face all the way to the restaurant

• It only got bigger because you both were gonna eat his favourite hot pot and other Chinese dishes that he missed very much;; he also video called his family after dinner and both of you exchanged your good wishes from the screen

• He walked you back to your place,, saying his thank you for the wonderful day and kissed your lips as a goodbye;;; leaving you frozen in front of your door from the impact

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[cathilde]

Tracy

Tracy Linehan heard the voices whisper through the mirrors and crawl under her skin like hypodermic needles moving and poking wide holes. Wider than the red circles of burn scars on her arms. She stood in the Macy’s dressing room, clad in a green dress for summer wear. She didn’t like her angularities in the dress, the way it hung shapeless over her waify figure. Her collarbones jutted out like airplane wings and her eyes were green and curious, seeming to see through the transparency of other people. She only half-liked herself. She had auburn hair and was twenty-seven years of age, still living with her mother and on government disability insurance. She was never one you could judge as normal. The voices in the dressing room talking to Tracy through the mirrors called her “whey-faced” and “diminutive”. She suspected them of being spies sometimes, other times thinking herself psychotic. Tracy was the girl who wouldn’t eat. She hated carbohydrates and foods containing lots of fat and starch. Her body grew more frail and more thin as the years went on and the starvation periods started to last longer. Tracy hung up the dress on the nail in the dressing room and decided to leave the mall and its music: a pop musician singing in a breathy voice about love. Tracy never knew how to love. She was cold and laconic in her black-lace nylons, jet-black jacket and Converse sneakers. A penetrating glare that never left her face bored deep into everyone around her and it seemed she was unbalanced to the public of her hometown, underfed and mentally ill. She was seen frequently talking to herself and the witches, demons and angels in her head. Some swore they saw her with a gilded halo suspended above her head in the park. Others saw black devil horns that curved like prehistoric cattle. Some saw blond women prettier than Tracy following her in black dresses with ankle-length high heeled boots. Many of these stories were either believed or disbelieved, depending on the listener’s religious opinions. “That girl should be burned as a witch,” said Mrs. Sallismore to her husband when Tracy walked inside her widowed mother’s house. The Sallismores lived next door and thought very little of mother and daughter. They were cranky, into taxidermy, hard liquor and poker games at the casino. They seemed to get lucky and always win a large amount of cash. Tracy heard her through their open windowscreen, but acted as if she didn’t. “Where were you?” asked her mom, sipping gin and watching The First 48. “At the mall, trying out a dress that didn’t work for me,” replied Tracy. “You really need to get some meat on your bones, you lousy bitch. Nobody’s going to find you attractive when you’re this bony and not taking care of yourself properly-“ “Mom, I don’t need this right now. I think I have wheat and gluten allergies because I took some blood tests that insinuate I had allergies to certain food ingredients, like those. I can’t eat all of the goodies that other people just chow down on. Like you, mom.” “Oh, if only you loved to eat as much as I do. Your father loved his big three meals a day and just ate it all off his plate.” “But he is gone, and he held a gun to my head.” “I killed him for you.” “I don’t live to make him proud. I’m not eating as much as that fatass.” Her mother stared through her blankly, and then focused her attention on the TV. Tracy went to her room and softly closed the door. She fell asleep, weak from lack of nutrients (so far she had consumed one apple), fully clothed and staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars on her ceiling. Tracy was born selfish and childish, and so was her mother before her. Maggie Linehan lived through tragic family circumstances where, in the mid 1960s, her mother, brother and father were murdered with a .38 by a burglar who let her live for a reason still unknown to Maggie. She could still remember their blood soaking into the floorboards, the brain matter and disemboweled guts strewn about the counter and the dining room table. Her horrified shrieks and the man giving her a five-dollar bill, leaving her in disarray that was almost post-apocalyptic. She was only ten years old when it happened. The red ribbon in her hair was taken from her by the murderer, like a symbol of innocence snatched away by a demon who brought only animosity, homicide and chaos. Her mother’s open, glassy grey eyes. Her brother’s baseball cap with a piece of brain inside, near the bill. Her father’s glasses shattered where he fell on his face. When she met Billy Linehan, she got pregnant with Tracy and Billy tried to kill their daughter when she was only eight years old. That was when Maggie withdrew her own .38 and killed him dead where he was standing. Maggie didn’t like to talk to her daughter this way, but she was so irritated with Tracy being defective with her health. In her room, Tracy saw things. She saw an angel, a demon and a witch. She called the angel Cathilde. She was a Madonna-faced woman who played the harp. The demon was Shesbit, who was a sharp-faced Irish banshee who often screeched and didn’t leave Tracy alone with demeaning, derogatory comments about her appearance. The witch was blond and beautiful, with a black dress. Her name was Cordelia, and she was always kind to Tracy and placing a hand on her shoulder, saying, “You’ll prosper one day.” Downstairs, Maggie thought of digging graves in the rain for herself and for Tracy. Murder was always a dark shade passing over Maggie’s mind and drifting in to entwine her in its insidious threads. Then the thought passed like a cold, swift snowfall. Blood ran cold in the basement.  A pretty girl with anime eyes and black hair rotting away by the water heater. Pipes leaked and a mouse nibbled her fingertip, taking a chunk in its mouth to feed on. “We still need to give that thing downstairs some nitric,” said Maggie to herself, smiling at a re-run of Criminal Minds. Tracy could hear her all the way upstairs in her room. “I know,” she said.

- Vivica Salem

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