#anyway. meow meow meow plz soon

[greenscreen-dress]

Happy dunmeshi episode day where's kity where's the daughter does she get a voice line today. Please 🥺

[fizzy-blood]

Okay but how would the creeps react to a like feral s/o (biting scratching growling barking meowing) the whole nine yards?

(sfw and nsfw plz)

Creeps with a Feral!S/O🦷🥩

Hi! I didn't really know which creeps you wanted me to write so I just wrote for all the characters I've written for before (not Ben though because I don't write smut for him and not Tim/Masky bc MH and Creepypasta are different) I also wrote for Jane bc I love her and I just want to start writing things for her ^_^ (also Fem!S/O for Jane but the rest are Gn!S/O)

WARNING:18+/NSFW content ahead!! If you are a minor and want to read the SFW content then go ahead but please do not read through the NSFW headcanons. I know I can't stop you but please-

[Biting, scratching, bondage, I think that's all?]

Ticci Toby🪓🌲

(SFW)

HE'S GONNA MATCH YOUR FREAK /hj

But seriously, he really won't mind how you act...

Actually least likely to get upset with you over it!

He can't feel pain so biting and scratching is fine with him (he thinks it's cute when you bite him and will probably bite you back)

And with any weird sounds like hissing or barking or meowing.. Whatever you do... He's fine with it.. (Unless he's overstimulated, he won't be able to handle it so... 😞)

He might end up with those sounds as some form of tic... (That's actually kinda cute wait-)

Overall I'd give it an 8/10.

(NSFW)

REMEMBER HOW I SAID HE LIKES BITING AND SCRATCHING YOU??

PLEASE DO THE SAME TO HIM. DO IT.

He likes it when you leave marks on his body..

Actually... Likes is an understatement...

HE NEEDS YOU DO BITE HIM.

It's actually kinda cute how pathetic it is

I also feel like he'd be more submissive with someone more feral... Have fun!!

Eyeless Jack🫘🩻

(SFW)

Finds it a bit odd at first but gets used to it after a while..

But please give him a heads up before you bite him, he doesn't like it when you do it out of nowhere..

But he does find it cute when you make weird sounds (just please don't be too loud)

Probably won't bite you back if you're human.. But if you're some sort of creature? Probably will...

Like... 7/10? It has its ups and downs but it's still nice 🥰

(NSFW)

NGH- I WANT HIM...

OMG WHO SAID THAT⁉️

But if you being feral makes you bratty with him? He'll get you to shut up soon...

He'll also probably cover your mouth (if you try to bite his hand he'll just ignore it)

But if he doesn't ignore it he'll probably just briefly mention it.

Just kinda... Makes you go mindless (BTW I'M GONNA RE-WRITE MY GENERAL NSFW HEADCANONS FOR HIM AT SOME POINT SO-)

Laughing Jack🍬🎪

(SFW)

I think he'd actually be good at dealing with any bullshit-

Like... He does get bothered sometimes but he does know how to entertain you so you stop what you're doing..

Also if you bark at him he'll just bark back.

It's just normal to him??

I dunno man, the way he acts is just odd in general so 🤷‍♂️

Anyways... 8/10. Actually knows how to deal with everything pretty effectively and is fine with you biting or scratching him up (it really doesn't do anything to him, not even leaving a mark)

(NSFW)

My LJ doesn't really feel sexual attraction and I doubt he feels any sexual desires (he doesn't even have a dick so...)

I dunno what to write about this.. Like.. He's fine with sex if you want it but it wouldn't be much different from my normal NSFW headcanons for him..

Jeff the Killer🔪🩸

(SFW)

You know how middle school boys bark at people? He does that to you.

Is it meant to be affectionate? Who knows... But he does it if you meow or bark at him.

He just thinks it's weird tbh.

He also pushes you off of him or away from him if you try to bite him.

You hiss every time and he just makes fun of you for it (that part is sorta meant to be lovingly but it can come across as just plain mean).

6/10 in my opinion!

(NSFW)

He actually likes it when you bite or scratch him during sex?

I think he might have that masochistic sadist mix in him (HE GOT THAT DAWG IN HIM‼️🗣️💥💥/j)

But go crazy! He's fine with it during this time so feel free to do whatever.

Nina the Killer🔪💖

(SFW)

She thinks it's really funny, also kinda cute!

She isn't a huge fan of the scratching though...

Biting is fine but please give her a heads up (like with EJ)

She does really like the meowing and barking, also finds the hissing to be funny most of the time!

But the hissing can also tell her if she's aggravating you (she sucks with boundaries, please be patient with her😣)

ALSO IF YOU LIKE BEING PET SHE'D PROBABLY DO THAT WHILE YOU SLEEP SO-

Mmmmm.... 8.5/10

(NSFW)

I actually don't have a lot of NSFW related headcanons for her in general so... Oops?

I'll probably come back and post some general headcanons when I'm done but... Idk🤷‍♂️

But.... I think she'd be really sweet and loving, like?

The thing with the petting, she'd do that to keep you calm during sex (AGAIN, WHY IS THAT ACTUALLY ADORABLE TO ME??)

I'll get back to you when I figure out more stuff.

Jane the Killer🔪🖤

(SFW)

She found it so annoying when you first met, but she's just used to it now... She actually kinda finds it endearing now!

Specific things like more soft meowing or just generally softer and quieter sounds-

(It makes her experience cuteness aggression)

She doesn't really like scratching or biting in any context so...

But she'd probably find something for you to chew on or maybe make you some sort of scratching post.

Sometimes she feels like you're just a big fucking cat... (She's a cat person so it doesn't bother her that much)

9/10 (I want to be held by her)

(NSFW)

She puts a gag in your mouth and will probably tie you up... This is probably so you won't scratch or bite her-

(But let's be real here... You both kinda got a bit too into it)

Like Nina, she's normally pretty sweet and is also normally very gentle...

But other days?... I'll just say that she gets kinda... Intense? I'll probably go more in depth in a separate post but you get the general idea (I think)

BUT MMM

She's good at making sure you don't slip out of your restraints... very good.

DONE! YAY! YIPPEE! I hope you enjoyed this and I hope this is what you asked for? If you want more of this feel free to send another ask with some different characters or even just ask for more stuff with a character I already wrote for. My ask box is open so feel free to send some requests if you want! Again, I hope you enjoyed it!

-Fizz

(Cryptidcore dividers are by @sister-lucifer)

[bilbobagginsbrainrotblog]

come away little lamb come away to the water

give yourself so that we might live anew

come away little lamb come away to the slaughter

to the ones appointed to see this through - [x]

[dqllzdqys]

• MHA pro heroes and how they met you / reader <3 •

Okay, so, plz request things, I need ideas for content :'). Requests are allowed just about anything thats, 1. Legal 2. Consensual and 3. That I'm comfy writing.

This part contains Hizashi Yamada & Aizawa Shouta.

This is how Bnha pro heroes met GN!Student!Reader :))

Nonbinary/gender fluid/ gender neutral Student reader. (platonic)

• Hizashi Yamada ° Presentation Michael.

You met him on the first day, you were walking with a kid you went to middle school with when he ran right into you while turning a corner.

"Oh shi- shoooot... Aha, you okay little listener?" He asked, reaching his hand out to help you up. You take it and he pulls you up with ease. "Yup! I'm okay! How about you, hope you didn't get hurt" you said. "I am A-Okay little listener! Anyways, yo ha go, hope to see ya soon!!" He says speed Walker by down the hall.

You did indeed see him again. He came in during the end of 3rd, you believe, period.

"SHOUTAAAA!!!!!!!" he yells making you wince slightly. "OH! Sorry little listener. Hope your okey, again, haha!!" He says in a softer tone. You nod and continue drawing/reading/writing. "Mic, what do you need." your homeroom teacher says, err, asks (?) Monotone in his voice. Yamada-sensei walks closer to his desk. "I met the cutest little listener earlier, so polite aswell!" He says, too quiet for you to hear if you had been listening. "okay?" Aizawa-sensei replies. "and, I was hoping to yk..maybe....read their file with you??" Aizawa groans.

He ended up convincing Aizawa to read it with him.

He gets you small gifts whenever you get top test score, or do the best in training that week.

Normally its a ring or neckless, but he's gotten you a few bracelets by second year.

Nemuri calls him "Dadmic" whenever they talk about you in the teachers lounge.

• Aizawa Shouta ° Erasurehead.

• you met during the Sports festival, surprisingly, you and shinsou, aka your best friend were against each other and they had to call a tie between you two.

• You throw a punch to his nose and he almost immediately kicks your ribs. you kick his leg and he falls a bit, you go to use your quirk but he's back up. He throws a punch and your pretty sure your nose broke. "L/N how much do you hate [bad person / bad parents name] ?" He asks, you stay silent. "Hm.. Getting smarter aye?" You still stay silent. He attacks again and your sure you and his hands are busted. Its more a street fight at this point. You throw a kick and he stumbles. He gets back his stance and kicks your side again.

•this went on for like, another ten minutes before Mic yelled out.

• "OKAY LITTLE LISTENERS, ITS A TIE, LETS NOT KILL EACHOTHER, HAHA!" He yells out. you sigh in relief. "Good one hito" you say walking off to recovery girl, him following behind you. "thanks n/n, same to you." He replies.

• Aizawa walks up to you and shin after your in civilian clothes and walking to the gate.

• "Hey, N/N wanna go get coffee at the Cate cafe?" Hitoshi asks. "Oh, which one? Kitty frappes??" "Yeah, or we could go downtown to meowing maids to see snowflake. Either is fine." He replies. "L/N. Shinsou." You hear a gruff voice say from behind you. "Hey Monona we were- ...uuhm, hi?" Hitoshi says to the person. "Uuuhhh, hello??? You need something?" You ask. "Yes, I'd like to ask if you'd want me to be both yours, and shinsous mentor." Your eyes open slightly wider. "y- woah.. Wait. You as in pro hero Erasurehead wanna train the 'villains' of class 1-b?" Shinsou asks in shock. "Yes." Erasurehead says. "Oh my god... Oh my god. N/n. N/N. BROO..." Hitoshi says in shock. "Uuhh, yeah uh, yeah.. Mr. Uh, Erasurehead uh, me and toshi would love that." You reply still shook.

•thats how you and hitoshi ended Up outside the 1-a doors on a fine Monday morning.

AAAAA THIS IS SO FLUFFY, I HAD A LOT OF FUN WRITING THIS <333

Btw, thanks for all the support on our last post !!!! I'm so exited RN ur all so sweet !!

Anyways, I won't rant for long, just drink water and eat something if you haven't <3

Akiia

[poisonouswritings]

M3 + Rime and Paper Cranes

Alright y'all know how there's a saying that if you make 1,000 paper cranes and put them on a string or make 100 paper stars and put them in a jar or whatever else, you can make a wish and it'll come true?

Felix

He doesn't actually believe this will work but if your wish is something feasible he will 1000% make it happen for you to 'keep the magic alive in your heart' akgifisof

Is so precise with his corners dear god

It takes him like a half hour to make a crane

Stella keeps stealing them

One time you find a still-wet hairball in a crane's place

Anyways Felix is good at making these but he's definitely not efficient

And so he tries casting a spell to make it go by faster

What spell does he cast?

If he casts a spell on the paper, it will crumple itself into a ball and yeet itself out a window

He's pouting so,o,o,o much please

You've got like 37 cranes done and he has like 3 because the rest of them committed hari-kari.

If he cast a spell on his hands

Bby no don't do that

His hands are now stuck going at super speed for the next few hours

He tries to drink tea and spills it all over himself

But hey you can feed him wink wonk

He keeps ripping the paper so he gives up and tries reading instead

Also rips the paper

Tries casting a spell to fix it and loses all feelings in his hands

Ultimately ends up taking a nap

Bonus points if it's raining outside and you bundle him up in a blanket and kiss his cheek as he falls asleep.

Just sitting in the study with the hearth crackling, Felix snoring softly, Stella wandering around and occasionally brushing against your legs, while you hum to yourself and make your cute little paper cranes

,,,,pea,,,,,ce,,,,,,,

His wish would probably be to always have you near

Maybe to forget you ever referred to Escell as 'hot', even if it was in past tense

Anisa

She! Keeps!! Losing!!! Them!!!!

I would make her a million cranes plz

You've seen her apartment

See she's actually pretty good at making them but whenever she has to go do something she sets them down on a table and they just

They gone

Off to the Void ig

So she keeps having to restart

You offer to just keep hers with yours but she's being stubborn

'I aM a LeIuTeNaNt Of ThE sUnStOnE oRdEr I sHoUlD bE mOrE rEsPoNsIbLe ThAn ThIs'

She's so frustrated. Her hair is so poofed.

If Ayanna comes over then she definitely doesn't do it with you guys but she does watch

Asks Anisa to make her tea. As soon as she leaves Ayanna hides all the cranes

Anisa comes back and is frustrated and Ayanna is like "this is why you need to clean your room, love"

She winks at you

Normally you would tell Anisa but also she left a bowl of clam chowder on her bookshelf for three months and then still drank it so like

Tough love and all

Ayanna (or you) eventually give them back tho don't worry

Obviously Anisa wants more info about the cranes. Where did the legends start? How did you hear about it? Did you ever do it before? Did it work? They make you do this in school ???

I mean I learned how to do it in school maybe you guys didn't but roll with me

If you don't know much about the history of origami then you're gonna have to make something up because Annie is like a dog with a bone and Will Not Let It Go Until She Has Answers

Her wish would probably be to see Earth with you!!!

Or to forget you ever called her mom hot, even in the past tense

Sage

Little meow meow will not stop making 'good with his hands' jokes

But he is good with his hands. And he is surprisingly adept at this. Don't tell him that or his head will get so big he won't be able to walk through the door

Anyways, I think he'd only do this kinda thing either if it was storming outside and you guys couldn't go out, or if one of you was sick.

Because sitting around and folding paper is not his traditional idea of fun

But sitting with you, talking and laughing and kinda just getting to breathe? Dropping the act for a bit?? Knowing you're staying by him and loving him even if he isn't this super badass dangerous-sexy sellsword??? Even if he's an idiot nerd????

I think at some point during one of your stories (oh he asks to hear so many stories. What did you wish for the first time you did this? What're you gonna wish for now? Cause he's gonna ask to see you without those pesky pants wink wonk smudge nudge) he kinda just

Stares at you

I think he does that a lot actually. Words are hard to come by. Emotional words, vulnerable words, those are even harder, so I think a lot of the time he just stares and tries to figure out what to call this pesky warmth that floods his chest whenever you smile at him

But anyways you're telling a story about how one time you had your 1,000 cranes on a string and the neighbor's dog chewed on it or something and he just

Like you guys are sitting on your bed and have been for the last few hours and it's just such a change of pace for him

Out of nowhere he leans over and kisses your cheek. He can't find the words to thank you for everything you've done - continue to do - for him, but he hopes he can someday. You deserve to know just how much he appreciates you putting up with his dumb ass.

If one of you is sick you probably try to push him away but he is stubborn™ and wants a smooch >:(

Y'all are both sick the next day but he says it's worth it

His wish would probably be to never make you do to him what he did to Lucan

Or that like, Elowen would go bald or smthn

Rime

There's a reason this is 'M3 + Rime' and not 'M4'

Rime probably overheard you telling one of the others about origami.

He sits in his little cultist room with this little pastel paper sprawled out around him

Humming a song that he and Felix used to sing as he tries to make a crane

He's smart but I also don't think he could figure out how to do it if no one shows him at least the final product first

So he probably opts for the stars instead since it's easier

He gets this cracked mason jar like the one Felix houses spirits in and gets to work filling it up

Chuckling to himself at how dumb this is

He has unfathomable power and he's making stars?? Pathetic.

(I think pre/mid-redemption Rime probably beats himself up a lot because he remembers who he used to be and knows he can't be that again)

There's no crackling hearth. No stories. No laughter. Just,,, himself in a dark room with his stars.

Wishing that things could have been different.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Fluffy Kittens ~ Jumin Han x Katrina, Elizabeth the 3rd x Delilah

(( This is a birthday gift for my bestie who got me into JoJo and Obey Me, and even fangirled with me over Mystic Messenger, and since Jumin was her fave, more or less because of how cute Elizabeth the 3rd was, while I was all over Saeyoung and Zen...This goes without saying...

Buuuuut, since I wanted to make this extra cute and fluffy, and also make it more intriguing, while also adding Delilah playing and cuddling with Elly...This is gonna be pretty personal for the both of us.

Happy Birthday, Deli, even though you hate it, I’m wishing you all the best, and I’m super happy that we’ve been friends for...5 years? Or so? And even though we don’t talk regularly, I’m always happy to spend time with you IRL and sing silly things, watch Osomatsu-san, do JoJo poses and voice act again <3

As well as that, I’m sure you’ll ace the Graduation exams, because you’re a smart bby, even though you undervalue yourself so much, and you’ll DEFINITELY get yourself into Vet Uni and we will see each other more often <3

Also, thank goodness, you literally look like the MC from MysMes, this makes it so much easier since I didn’t get the time to draw the You x Levi thingy I’ve had in mind for half a year ^^” ))

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Katrina and Delilah, two Veterinary Medicine students, were walking towards the park, as they found it very relaxing to study together, outside, on a nice bench, while also looking at the dogs playing around.

However, today was much different, for they found a phone on the ground, and the chestnut haired girl picked it up, examining it, then turned to the older girl with a confused expression.

“What should we do about it?” she asked, handing her the phone. “This looks rather new, almost brand new. Let’s see what contacts it has, maybe we can call someone and tell them about the missed phone. If not...Let’s just leave it here or something, it’s not really my problem.” she shrugged, rushing to sit on the nearest bench, as she unlocked the phone. “It has no password?!” Delilah sat down next to her, hugging her arm and leaning on her side as she peered into the phone’s screen. “Well, I don’t have either, but I’m not a careless airhead...This looks brand new, it has no contacts...” the red haired girl muttered in confusions, frowning slightly. “Look, there’s this app installed, RFA. Maybe it’s like a Messenger or something?” she proposed, as her friend nodded. “Okay, let’s see...Ah, look, there are some people here. Jumin Han, Zen, Jaehee Kang, Yoosung and 707. I guess it’s worth a shot.” Katrina said, opening the chatroom option, only for the the screen to start looking glitchy, and a man called Unknown to message them instead.  “What’s going on...?” Deli asked with uncertainty, getting creeped out. “I say we throw this away, this is getting sketchy as hell.” Katrina frowned, leaning back on the bench, as the third party was giving them an address to give the phone to. “We shouldn’t. Who knows what could happen.” the red head shook her head. “But the person’s phone...This address is a pretty nice residential area, lots of young people live here. I even have University colleagues living there. What could go wrong?” Delilah convinced her friend, as she could only sigh, nod, and start walking in that direction. “If we live through this mess, I’m getting drunk.” Katrina chuckled, as she input the code and got inside the apartment.

The place was a little dusty, but it seemed pretty cozy, despite being a bit small. Even so, as soon as they stepped in, the glitchy background disappeared, and a long chat conversation that revealed all the chat members mentioned above...Until they realised we were there too.

Everyone was suspicious of us, and rightfully so, I’d say, but we were just as confused as they were.

Katrina: Look, so, uh...We don’t know who this ‘Rika’ person is, and frankly, we don’t care either. We found this phone on the ground and this RFA app was the only one installed. We wanted to call someone so we could return the device to the rightful owner, and my friend didn’t want to go to the police unless necessary. Well, I would’ve left it on the ground...But she’s an angel, anyway. To put it lightly, we’re as confused, if not, more confused than you are. Anyhow, we got messages to return this phone to this address, so there is that.

Somehow, Yoosung and Zen started talking besides the point, while Jumin tried to get them back on track and 707 was trying to hack and find out our identity.

Katrina: If it helps, we can send a selfie to show you that we are real people or something. On the other hand, if I guessed correctly, the pictures next to your names are your actual selfies.

Katrina: Ah, my friend wants to speak as well. I will write in Italics, while she’ll write in bold, to make things easier to differentiate.

Zen: Are you a woman?!

Yoosung: OMG! I guess only the picture will tell!

707: Zen. Be more serious, plz?

707: And wait a sec on the woman thing.

707: Looking it up.

Katrina: Wait no more. Lo’ and behold, the beauty and grace of a Devil and an Angel.

Urging Delilah to get closer, Katrina extended her arm out to take a selfie. She smirked mischievously, as her friend smiled softly, offering a peace sign.

Katrina: Satisfied your curiosities?

Then, they started introducing each other one by one, more or less forced by the other, and it was clear that this party was rather...Unique.

When Yoosung introduced himself, Delilah gasped and took the phone from her friend’s hand.

Katrina: Omg, Yoosung, I know you! You are in the same University as me! You are 2 years younger than me, but I saw you around! My name is Delilah, but I understand if you haven’t seen me, I’m not the most flashy around. Katrina also finished Vet Uni just last year, and she has been working at this super high tech clinic for a few years now!

Katrina: Woaw, Deli, fate sure fools around in mysterious ways. Oh well, Yoosung is still young, but you must be very hard-working and diligent if you got yourself in such a difficult University. I wish you luck for the years to come. 

Yoosung: O M G ! ! ! That’s SO cool! Maybe we can hang around some time! Or eat together at the cafeteria, if our schedules have some common breaks!

Zen: LOLOL Yoosung, you lucky guy.

707: I can confirm, they’re real cuties!

Katrina: Haha, thanks.

Seeing that this conversation eased the others a bit, Seven posted a picture of Jumin with his cat, and...

Katrina: OHMYGOD THAT CAT IS GORGEOUS OMG!!!!!

Jumin Han: Finally, someone who can appreciate beauty around this place.

Katrina: You should see Delilah, she’s gushing and squealing over how adorable Elizabeth is.

Katrina: Well, I have to agree anyway, she is very pretty.

Katrina: CAN I PLEASE PLAY WITH HER ONE DAY?!

Jumin Han: I wouldn’t let a stranger get anywhere close to my precious Elizabeth the 3rd.

Katrina: :C Okay...

Jumin Han: If you prove yourself to be a person of trust, and respect Elizabeth, unlike these guys here, then I may consider it.

Katrina: !!! Thanks, Jumin, you’re the best!

Katrina: Graciously spoken.

Katrina: Anyway, I’d appreciate it if you’d tell us what to do from now on, since we sincerely have no idea what to do. We would like to go back to the park and continue studying, but, uh...You don’t sound like bad people, so we wouldn’t want to inconvenience you either. We can’t remain to this place for too long, obviously.

As soon as Katrina wrote that, they started talking about this ‘V’ person, or the person in control of this RFA organisation, and while at it, Seven hacked into their social medias and said they were cute, while the others seemed shocked they were girls.

Then, V convinced the girls to help them host this charity party, and thinking it wouldn’t be too bad, at least for their CV, they agreed. What was rather sketchy for them was the address reveal...So they decided to stray away from that part, and not talk about it again.

Jumin Han: So, Katrina, Delilah, I will follow V’s decision. Will you join RFA?

Katrina: Sure. We don’t have anything to lose. We just have to respond and convince some guests to attend, and one the day of the party, be free the whole time and attend. You can count on us.

Katrina: It sounds like it would be fun!

It was all nice and dandy, unless they started talking about relationships, which made the red haired girl groan, roll her eyes and throw the phone on the desk, while slumping in the chair and leaning way back.

Katrina: I don’t get why you’re so upset over relationships. It’s no big deal, after all. It’s much better to cuddle cats anyway ^^

Katrina: I second that. Relationships are a drag, and humans are even worse. And selfish. I’m married to my work. Dating life ain’t for me, it seems. *shrug*

Zen: That...Sounds so sad ;;;

Jumin Han: I believe that’s rather sensible.

Zen: Shut up, you’re always fawned over by women!

Jumin Han: Women who only want me for my money.

Katrina: LOLOL, you’re sugar daddy material or what?

Zen: Lolololol Katrina you’re funny.

Yoosung: Jumin is the CEO of one of the wealthiest companies in Korea.

Katrina: Oh, great. Good for you.

707: Lololol this is funny. It’s like we’re talking to a female version of Jumin lololol.

Zen: Oh, God, no.

Katrina: I...Don’t know how I should react. Should I take it as a compliment?

Jumin Han: Yes.

Katrina: Very well then.

Katrina: Oh my God, imagine how happy Elizabeth is! Jumin has so much money to pamper and spoil her! What a happy baby!

707: Lololol yes, Elly is defo a happy cat!

Karina: I wish I could pamper Tsuki like you pamper Elizabeth too, Jumin ;;

Katrina: ...Same with I and Fifi, to be fair.

707: OMG YOU HAVE CATS TOO?!

Katrina: Yes, I do! Her name is Tsuki, she’s a British Shorthair, and she’s soooo cuteeee!!

Katrina:

Katrina: I agree. She’s adorable. And her meows are so high pitched and cute...

Katrina: Omg, Katrina made such a cute cat smile just now-

Katrina: DELILAH!!! >:C

Katrina: Hahaha so cute ^^

Katrina: Ahem. Well, as for my Fifi, she’s a dog. Bichon Havanese. Spoiled little baby. But, uh...I don’t think it matters much, seeing that you seem more interested in cats, which I can understand. Elizabeth and Tsuki are gorgeous.

Zen: I want to see something other than cats, please.

Katrina: Consider it done.

Katrina:

Katrina: She’s more photogenic than I’ll ever be lolol.

Katrina: Mood.

707: Omg I wanna play with both of them, at the same time!!

Jumin Han: Great, new animals for the abuser.

Zen: Fifi is so cute! Just like her owner~. *wink sticker*

Katrina: Haha, thanks, Zen. Likewise.

Yoosung: Zen is allergic to cats, and Jumin keeps talking about Elizabeth, so...It’s a mess.

Katrina: Lolol poor Zen. Better not get close to the clinic I work at, then.

Katrina: Awww, that’s so sad, Zen! Look!

Katrina:

Katrina: LOLOL DELILAH THAT’S EVIL HAHA-

Katrina : Hihi ^^ Everyone loves kitty toe beans!

Zen: I can already feel a sneeze-spree happening again.

Katrina: C’est la vie. Not everyone can enjoy the beauty of the world, unfortunately.

Jumin Han: 

Katrina: LOLOLOL Jumin, you’re so savage!

Jumin Han: Glad I could amuse you, Katrina.

Zen: Why are you all so evil...

Katrina: Yo, I’ve a question. 

Katrina: I know we don’t really know each other, but y’all seem like really nice people, so uhh...

Katrina: Even though you don’t trust us, I would like to go out to a pub with all of you.

Katrina: Maybe after the party, so you won’t be suspicious of us, or something.

Katrina: With so many unique personalities, it’s bound to be quite a successful hangout.

Katrina: That, and we don’t really have too many friends to hang out with lolol.

Katrina: ...That too. *shrug*

Yoosung: That’d be so cool! I’m in!

Zen: Omg, Katrina, so cute! I agree, it should be fun.

707: An opportunity to leave the house! Yes!

Jumin Han: Assistant Kang, make sure you keep that in our schedule.

Jaehee Kang: Very well...I agree it would be interesting, but...

Jaehee Kang: Can we really trust them so easily?

Jumin Han: Only time will tell.

Katrina: Well, it was nice talking/getting to know you all, but we have to go now. I’ve work tomorrow and Delilah has upcoming exams. Tschüss.

Katrina: Talk to you later! 

---

A few days after the whole chaos with the new phone, during one chill evening when the girls were watching a movie together, they saw Seven, Yoosung and Jumin chatting, so they decided to see what the talk was all about.

Jumin Han: Elizabeth the 3rd hasn’t been eating anything since she came back from Assistan Kang’s place.

Jumin Han: I have to call her.

Yoosung: Why don’t you call her rather than going online?

707: Since he can take care of things without hearing her voice?

Katrina: Jumin, if I may, perhaps Jaehee fed her too much. If you want, however, I have a few years of experience working in the clinic, I could check on her briefly, if you film her for me, or something.

Katrina: Although I would understand your skepticism if you don’t agree. It may be akin to home privacy invasion, since bits of the home may get captured in the video.

Jumin Han: You are very thorough in thinking of different possibilities.

707: Omg I’m jealous, I want a private video chat session with Elly too!

Jumin Han: Her name is Elizabeth the 3rd.

Jumin Han: Very well, Katrina, I will trust V’s judgement that you are safe. 

Katrina: Thank you for trusting me enough to allow such a thing.

Katrina: And omg, your chat bubble is a cat, that’s so cute! Can Seven do that for us too?!

707: I’ll see what I can do!

Katrina: Sweet, thanks. Jumin, call me when you’re free.

Jumin Han: Very well.

It wasn’t long after the chat that Katrina received a call from Jumin, and they both activated the video option, and from one end, a huge, beautiful, modern bedroom, and on huge bed, Jumin was holding Elizabeth in his lap.

On the other end of the video, a cozy little bedroom was shown, as Delilah was holding the phone, while Katrina was nowhere to be seen, which confused the man.

“Where is Katrina?” he asked, his eyebrow raised. “She went to get the laptop and cable, so we would see the video better. I hope you don’t mind that I’m here, but Katrina thought it would be educational to see her ask about the anamnesis and checking up parts, as I’m going to start volunteering at the clinic at the end of this University year too.” Delilah explained, a smile on her face as she saw the fluffy cat. “It’s fine, I don’t mind. Educating yourself is never bad.” Jumin nodded, as Katrina came in the picture and propped the phone on the laptop, so Jumin would see them, while they were looking at the laptop screen.

“Can you see us well, Jumin? We can see you perfectly.” Katrina asked, almost too professionally, as she fumbled with the laptop video settings. “Yes, it’s well enough.” he nodded simply. “Okay, all good. I will begin the anamnesis, which is asking the pet owner what they saw unusual, if they saw anything. That includes eating habits, dejections, unusual fur shedding, odd behaviours, unusual bad breath, odd eye movements, whining, crying, tail movements, if they seem exhausted or depressed, if their abdomen is flexed and so on.” Katrina explained, leaning closer to the screen to look at the cat. “Nothing unusual, except she hasn’t eaten since she came home from Assistant Kang. I even counted the hairs she shed, and it’s not unusual” Jumin explained, which made the red haired girl widen her eyes. “Damn, you’re the most diligent and attentive pet owner I’ve ever met in my life, including myself. You’re a wonder to work with. Well, the fur seems luscious, the claws look fine, so the keratin levels are good, her eyes are wide and nice, she seems to be following the toy perfectly, she has great reflexes, seems pretty playful, her nose is wet, her ears are up, her abdomen isn’t flexed...That only means one thing. Deli, can you guess?” Katrina looked at her friend with a warm smile. “She...Ate too much? That’s the only thing that I can think of.” she asked shyly, which earned a bright grin from her friend. “That’s exactly it! Jumin, as far as I understood from you, you’re treating Elizabeth with extremely strict measures, which means strict food portions, and only food that specialists deem is the best for her. Jaehee doesn’t have all that, so she gives her, for example, 2 cans of food, instead of 1 and a half, which means her stomach is fuller than usual, so her satiety levels are above the usual levels. Basically, she’s so full she can’t eat until everything is properly digested and she’s had her sport done.” Katrina explained everything thoroughly, as if it was one of Hercule Poirot’s detective novels. “Ohhh, that makes sense! That was pretty exciting!” Delilah clapped her hands excitedly. “I see, so it is as I suspected. Thank you for confirming my theory. Sorry for taking your time with this.” Jumin said, making the girl raise her eyebrows in surprise. “I always have time for friends.” Katrina blurted without realising. “Friends...Huh? I thought people called their peers ‘Friends’ when they realised they can fully trust them.” Jumin asked, almost as if he was interrogating. “...I, uh...I see everyone from the RFA as friends. That’s just that, don’t think too much about it.” Katrina dismissed it quickly. “Very well, I won’t. The party is in 4 days, are you ready for it?” he asked, making both of them widen their eyes in shock. “...I think we are. Just...We need to look for an outfit.” Delilah scratched the back of her neck awkwardly. “We’ve been so busy with work and exams, and the party was announced so suddenly...Well, we were kinda put on the spot. We’ll go look around tomorrow. Hope we find something nice and cheap enough to afford.” Katrina shrugged, looking away from the phone, as if there was something much more interesting she was seeing. “It’s good to be prepared in advance, but I can see why you’d have difficulty with things like this, considering your positions.” he nodded, understandingly. “We appreciate that. Well...Even if we haven’t been around for long, we truly hope we can help make this party great. We are aware that it won’t be as successful or grandiose as the ones with Rika were, but...We will try our best to get close to that.” Katrina spoke again. “Were you trained in diplomatic speech? Because I can sense that. Not many people can do that.” Jumin asked again, as Elizabeth jumped off from his lap, to roll around on the bed. “Awwww, she’s so cute!” Delilah gushed over the adorable creature. “I can’t say I was trained, I just picked it up. Add that to the fact that I have to be polite with everyone, and there you have it. Is this what you call a professional defect?” Kat snorted in mock amusement. “Perhaps it is. Some tend to call me snobby for always being formal.” Jumin said as a matter of fact. “What a coincidence...People hate me for being cold and formal too. Que drôle.”  she smirked, speaking in a softer, almost self-deprecating tone. “That’s how people can be. They must always hate on something. I suppose that’s why Zen hates me.” Jumin spoke in a low voice. “Sorry, Jumin, but not everyone can be a patrician like you. Most of us are plebeians working our way up.” Katrina laughed softly at her stupid joke. “Every vassal can become a Lord.” Jumin pointed out, making the red head snap her head to him, with a challenging smirk. “Said the monarch.” she shot back with ease. “I wouldn’t say I’m a Monarch, that would be the president. I would, however, be a Lord, I believe.” Jumin retorted just as well. “And I would be nothing more than an unfree slave, working her way to buy her freedom.” she spoke with a smug expression. “And what would that imply?” he asked, almost with piqued curiosity. “Building our own clinic. It’s been our dream for a long time. To be in the same University, to work together, to own a clinic together and just...Live our life and be happy. If we achieve that, we will be free.” she explained, a much softer expression on her face. “I see. It’s always refreshing hearing other people speak about their ambitions and dreams of the future. Much better than the usual lies business people throw at you. Thank you for today Katrina, Delilah, I must go for now. Have a nice evening.” Jumin thanked them with a small smile, as he hung up. “...Thanks for today too, Jumin. Take care.” Katrina murmured, despite the call already having ended. “He likes you. At least, more than some others. And you’re kinda alike in some ways, I mean...I think he and you are constantly facepalming whenever you’re talking to idiots, and now both of you finally managed to run into a person with the same kind of maturity and intelligence as the other.” Delilah explained, making her friend become slightly flustered and confused. “You think so? Well, I wouldn’t mind. Jumin seems smart and level-headed enough...But I don’t know. I don’t think...Uh...We’ll see at the party, I guess. It should be fun. If anything happens, you get custody of Elly the 3rd.” Kat chuckled nervously at her friend’s teasing, before winking at her. “Oh, yes!” she cheered in glee.

---

Two days later, however, the girls couldn’t go dress-shopping, as an emergency that nobody could ever even think to expect happened, which made the red haired girl’s whole life collapse on her, crushing her.

As she was ready to go to work for the morning shift, Fifi, her dog, was in a corner, barely moving, looking terrible and there were bits of blood on the ground around her.

Panicking, Katrina ordered the first Uber and rushed to the clinic, as they have amazing equipment, so she could examine her dog, only to find that she has a lymphoma and a tumour on her spleen, which made the girl curse herself for not realising sooner.

She ran to the clinic’s owner, begging her to let her operate on her dog and have someone assist and help her...

Only for her to refuse, unless she gets a tremendous amount of money to compensate, the same amount of money that any customer is forced to pay...

Why couldn’t they just let her do it?!

She was pissed off.

She was desperate.

She went back to the operation room, hugging her dog, and taking out her phone, she took a deep breath and called the only person who could be able to help her.

“Hello? Katrina, what is it, did you need anything?” Jumin asked in the same passive voice as usual. “Jumin, I...I...I need your help. I know, it’s going to sound horrible, and I don’t want you to think that I want to use you or anything, but...But I need some money to perform surgery on Fifi. I begged the clinic’s head to let me do it, that I would pay for it over time...I-I even told her that she could give me no salary for as long as I pay my debt, but she wouldn’t agree. I...I don’t know what to do, Jumin. I have some money that I managed to save, but this...This is more than I could dream of sparing. And if I somehow manage to scrape the money from God knows where, I won’t be able to pay the rent or help Delilah with University pays and...And I...I don’t know what to do...” Katrina slid down one of the cabinets in the surgery room, looking at her dog on the surgery table, that looked back at her, crying. “...I understand this is a difficult situation to be in, but you have to understand that, even though V trusts you, I can’t just throw around so much money to a total stranger that I have never met, especially if it’s the company’s money and it will have to be justified.” Jumin sighed, speaking in a low, almost business-like voice. “JUMIN, I’M BEGGING YOU, I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR THIS! If you want to see me in person, I will give you the clinic’s address, if you want me to pay you back, I’ll resign from the clinic and work for you 24/7 until I pay my debt, I-I-I...I don’t know, I will do anything you want, ANYTHING, just PLEASE, help me out, fast, because she has cancer and a spleen tumour and if I don’t operate today, and start chemotherapy. I don’t know how long she’ll have.” Katrina started crying on the phone, and her dog started whining softly in front of her. “Don’t cry on the phone, it’s hard to understand what you’re saying. Text me the address and I’ll come examine the situation, and only then I will debate whether to give you the money or not, is that fair?” he asked, making the girl grin and clutch her blouse. “Yes, Gods, yes, it’s perfect! More than perfect! Thank you so much, Jumin, I owe you my life forever. I just texted you the address, I will be waiting for you. Please, please, PLEASE come as soon as you can.” she begged him once again. “Don’t thank me yet, I haven’t given you the money yet.” Jumin spoke, a bit unsure of his words. “Doesn’t matter. You’re willing to go out of your way to help, and that’s more than enough. I truly appreciate it, Jumin. I’ll go try to beg the chief again. See you.” she hung up, standing up and kissing Fifi on her head softly. “I’ll save you today, baby. I promise.”

The girl jolted on her feet, going to the head of the clinic to try to beg her again, hoping to persuade her, at least until Jumin arrives, but she wasn’t able to stop the river of tears going down her face.

“Why can’t you just let me do it?! I’m not going to disappear without paying you, but it’s an enormous sum of money, I can’t just come up with it by snapping my fingers, and she’ll die if I don’t start acting soon! Do you really care so little for an animal’s life?!” she tried her best not scream her frustrations away, but the chief had none of it. “This is a business, not a charity party, Katrina! We need money to continue this place, every little coin matters!” the boss tried to defend herself. “But I’ve been your employee for years and I said I’ll give you back all the money! Hell, I told you to stop paying me until I’ve repaid the debt! What more can I do to let me save my dog?!” she cried out, feeling her heart drop, not hearing the door opening. “That’s exactly why! You’re just a mere employee, not THE boss! I AM the boss, I AM the rule here, and I’m telling you that if you still wish to have a place to work at, then shut your mouth and use the little money you have to put down your dog. Just a piece of advice.” the woman in front of her talked so harshly, that it made the girl’s jaw hit the floor in disbelief. “I don’t believe that’s how a proper employer should speak to her employees.” a low, judging voice came from the door of the clinic, revealing the brunet man walking inside, like a guardian angel. “J-Jumin...!” Katrina could only stare at him, wide-eyed from shock and emotions, as her emerald green eyes were swimming in a pool of mixed feelings and frustration. “By how the situation unfolded in front of me, I can see that your emotions were genuine on the phone, Katrina. I’m glad I put money on this card, it’s obvious that your employer is subpar to you in every way possible, and it’s a pity that you have to downgrade your skills to somehow like this...” Jumin shook his head, taking out a blue card, making the girl’s bottom lip quiver and throwing herself at him, hugging him with all the strength she had in her little body. “Thank you so much, Jumin. I owe you everything. I owe you my life. You’re a literal angel, Thank you so much for saving Fifi’s life.” her fingers were clutching the back of his blazer, which made the man get stunned for a few seconds from the unexpected action. “If you’re going to perform surgery right away, I’d like to watch. I want to see what happens with my money.” he cleared his throat, trying to make the girl stop being overly emotional. “If he gets in the operation room with you, I’m not giving you another assistant.” the boss snatched the credit card, snapping her head to the side. “Oh, screw you, you heartless bitch!” Katrina growled, shoving aside the woman in front of her and dragging Jumin tot he operation room. “It’s fine...I can do it. I can do it on my own. It’s not that hard. I can do it.” she muttered to herself, taking a few deep breaths before prepping for the surgery. “You’ve never done it before, have you?” Jumin took off his blazer, rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt and leaning on the wall to get a good look at the whining dog. “...I’ve only ever assisted a few times, but at least I know what has to be done.” she ruffled her hair a bit, before putting it in a high ponytail and putting the dog hooked to anaesthesis. “She’s going to fire you when you’re done here.” Jumin said as a matter of fact as the girl started the surgery. “...I’d have resigned anyway, as soon as I found another place that would hire me. There’s one thing to compromise and stomp on your pride to maintain a job or gain a benefit...But there’s another to go completely against your principles and convictions and let someone humiliate you like that. I’m a human, not a martyr and I have no reason to accept being treated that way. No amount of money or benefits can buy me.” she ranted a bit irritated from the previous encounter, as she focused on removing the tumour. “That’s admirable, if true. Not many people can say that. Trust me, if you work in the same field as me, you’d be more aware of that.” Jumin replied after a few minutes. “If you came here, I think you know I’m speaking the truth, and you just needed confirmation. Rational people are like that. They need proof to back up their reasoning.” she shot back, carefully putting the tumour on a plate and beginning to sew the incision, only for the anaesthesia levels to go down, and the breathing and pulse rates were going down, which freaked out the girl, who dropped the utensils to start fumbling with the tech and getting some medicine to keep up the rates to a normal level. “Should I call for-...” Jumin got up, trying to help, but the girl was much faster. “Yes, you can help. Get here and make sure the numbers here are between parameters. I will finish this up so no more damage will take place.” she dragged the man, instructing him quickly, but well explained, as she worked around the incision, getting rid of the additional bleeding and finally successfully sewing up the wound. “Are you sure you don’t wanna be a doctor or something? You have great reactions and don’t panic under pressure. You were amazing, Jumin.” she took off her mask, throwing away the gloves and slid down the cabinet, looking exhausted after the long procedure. “You explained well what I should do. A great leader makes the followers perform well. You will be great when you open your clinic, and I’m sure Delilah is going to learn a lot from you.” he said, sitting down next to her. “Thank you, Jumin. Your words mean the world for me. Thank you for saving Fifi...I owe you the world...Because she is my world.” Kat rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. “If you want to owe me, how about you become Elizabeth’s private doctor. I’m sure Delilah would be happy to have an excuse to stay around her more often.” Jumin chuckled, as the girl raised her head, cocking an eyebrow up in shock. “I’ve already wasted enough of your money, I couldn’t possibly impose so much on you and have you pay me or something. Besides, I...Uh...I don’t want to end up for you the same as Jaehee. I enjoy your company and our interactions...I wouldn’t want that to change in a more professional way or something, so bad that you can’t listen to my voice or try to avoid or run away from me.” the girl sighed, hanging her head. “You said you don’t want to be an unfree slave anymore and that you’re going to work your way up. If you want to get rid of the title of Vassal, then you could become a Lord’s Lady and-” Jumin started talking, but he was quickly cut off again. “No. If you want me to be your girlfriend, I won’t refuse, but that means that I will never take money from you. It’s either romantic or professional, you choose. But if you’re that confident in my skills as a doctor, then you should know that both I and Delilah are going to treat her anyway, so you won’t really need a private doctor or anything.” she spoke a bit colder than usual, not even realising. “I see. You said you won’t be bought, and you stay true to your words...Maybe a bit too much. It’s rather unusual for me to meet a woman like you, who’s not, as Luciel would call, a...Gold digger. But I’m glad I met you. You are a strong and sensible woman with a gentle heart and a fire passion to do what’s right and save as many lives as humanely possible, and I admire that about you.” he turned his head to her, who could only look in surprise at him. “...Nobody I’ve dated...Or met...Ever said such nice things about me. Katrina, you’re so cold, Katrina, you’re so heartless, Katrina, why do you act like a hedgehog around me, Katrina, why do you never have time for me, Katrina, why do you love those animals more than me. Katrina, Katrina, Katrina, you’re such a goddamn failure as a girlfriend. You say this is unusual for you, but this is equally unusual for me as well.” she scratched the back of her neck awkwardly, looking away. “Then I suppose we can figure this out together, if you want. I believe we have quite a few misconceptions to clear out for each other.” he smiled softly, putting his arm around her, bringing her closer to his side. “Wanna go for a quick coffee or something? There’s this pretty nice cafe close to my home. Nothing extravagant or expensive...Just a small, little vintage cafe with a nice and calming atmosphere.” leaning in, she cuddled to him, having a tranquil smile as well. “Doesn’t sound too bad.” Jumin nodded softly. “Oh, and...I’m paying. No arguing here.” she said firmly, making the man chuckle, agreeing nonethless.

---

A year passed, they had other RFA charity parties, they hung out a lot of times, all of them, together, Delilah became Elizabeth’s private doctor, which obviously meant that her and Tsuki would hang around Jumin’s place for play dates with Elly under ‘professional’ pretextes, much to Katrina’s annoyance, Jumin made sure to gather fund for her dream clinic so both girls could pursue their dreams, and made sure to include animal charities and animal-saving related guests to all the RFA parties, and things overall seemed so much simpler and balanced than ever before.

One beautiful Saturday, Jumin and Kat were cuddled together in bed, both of them doing some light reading, as the door was opened and Delilah’s gentle smile greeted them.

“Hello, Doctor Delilah.” Jumin greeted the girl playfully, as she blushed lightly from happiness. “Hello, Jumin!...Awww, Elly, you’re cuddled with your toy, you’re so cute!!” the girl cooed at the adorable white feline. “I’m really happy that her love for cats got her to pursue her dreams and get to this point where she’s surrounded by cats everywhere she looks.” Kat looked over to her friend with a side smile. 

  “I and Katrina are going to leave next week on a business trip. I think it will be no problem if Elizabeth was to stay over at yours, am I right?” he asked, and seeing as the girl’s eyes started sparkling with glee. “Any time! She’s a wonder to have over, and Tsuki is always happy to play with her!” she replied, hugging the cat, as Elly put her paw on her nose softly, melting the girl’s heart. “Great to hear. And you, Doctor Kat? What are meow going to do with Fifi?” Jumin nudged her with his usual subtle playfulness. “I’d do anything to hear you meow more often, it’s adorable. Maybe purr a bit too...I’ll leave Fifi to Jaehee. She doesn’t shed hair like Elizabeth does, and Jaehee needs some leisure walks too.” the red haired girl teased as she started softly scratched him under the chin. “Meow.” Jumin did a cute cat and small cat smile, burying his face in the crook of her neck, purring softly. “I was right...Meow are adorable.” the girl giggled in amusement, cuddling closer to him, “As are you.”

[guardevoir]

Remember that Equinox University AU oneshot I occasionally talked about?

Well, I finished it. It’s still a bit rough around the edges, but if I don’t post it now, I never will. 

So, here.

Have some sappy, ridiculous, mostly platonic fluff with some background Severin/Absalom being an adorable couple.

Professor Absalom Hayes had looked forward to going to bed at a reasonable time for once. It was Saturday, it was almost midnight and he had most certainly done enough work for the day. But it wasn’t meant to be - as he shut down his PC, he suddenly heard his mobile phone beep with a new message.

He sighed and went to look for it: not many people had his phone number and very few of them would use it casually, except for Severin, and well… that wouldn’t have been a bad thing right now, anyway. He unlocked his screen and read the message flashing on it.

Paused.

Read over it again.

“Mom im drukn n lost” it read - sent by Valère Lovell.

Mr. Lovell was one of Abslom’s students; a bright, promising young man currently writing his Master’s Thesis under Absalom’s tutelage. 

How peculiar.

“I think you have the wrong number,” Absalom wrote back, but barely a second later the next message arrived.

“Im scared plz help”

Ah, screw it.

“Where are you?”

“Idk Thers a bra Teh Golden Eagle *bar Aslo a park Im @ teh cornrer of ut”

The Golden Eagle was a drab, cheap source of alcohol and bad music commonly frequented by students. He was quite familiar with the general area - he’d been young once, too, after all - and it was most decidedly not a good area to wander around lost and drunk at night.

“I’ll come pick you up. Stay where you are.”

“K thx mom”

Absalom sighed and grabbed his coat and keys. His cat hopped up onto the shelf next to the door and meowed.

“I know, buddy,” Absalom said and buttoned up his coat, “I’ll be back soon, I hope.”

“Mreow.”

“Right. Don’t break my stuff while I’m gone, okay?”

“Mrrrr?”

Shaking his head, Absalom stepped outside and closed the door. The closer Absalom got to his destination, the more he worried - Mr. Lovell normally wasn’t the type to get sloshed and lose his way, so heaven knew what had led to this situation in the first place. 

When he reached the corner of the park, he instantly spotted his student - he looked terrified and he wasn’t alone. Three young men had him cornered; one of them - almost two heads taller than the rather short Mr. Lovell - loomed over him, in a decidedly unfriendly manner. As he drove by searching for a spot to park his car, he could see the situation escalate. He parked his car and bolted out of it, running over to the young men as fast as he could.

He made it just in time to tackle the looming one, who’d been preparing to punch Valère in the face. The man landed on his ass and stared at Abslom as if he’d seen a ghost. Absalom recognized him as one of the students; he’d definitely seen him around the campus. None of his, though.

“Leave,” he growled, making good use of his element of surprise. And indeed, the three thugs instantly took off running. Absalom turned around and found Valère sitting on the floor, staring at him with wide eyes, pure adoration shining on his face. It was rather bewildering, really. 

“Are you okay?” Absalom asked quietly.

A wordless nod.

“Good. Let’s get you home, shall we?”

Another nod, then the man stood up. He wasn’t perfectly steady, but didn’t seem nearly as drunk as Absalom had feared.  After some prodding, Absalom manged to get his home address out of him and off they drove.  

It was a decently long drive through most of the city, and Valère spent all of it completely silent, almost unresponsive, which started to unsettle Abslom quite a bit.

“You sure you’re okay? How drunk are you, exactly? Should I better get you to the hospital?”

A short silence, while Valère considered that.

“’M not okay. Not all that drunk, either, though. Just… shaken. Not a good evening. Very bad.”

“Ah.” Pause. “Anything I’d have to worry about?”

“Humans are assholes. ‘S that count?”

“You tell me. That over there is your place, right?”

A shabby block of tiny, run-down flats. Absalom cringed. 

“Yeah,” Val answered. Hesitated. Added: “Guess that’s g’bye then, eh?”

Absalom gave him a quick once-over - the poor sod was pale and seemed rather out-of-it in a not entirely alcohol-induced way - and shook his head.

“I’d rather stay with you until I can be absolutely sure that you’re going to be okay. If you don’t mind, that is.”

“I’d be grateful,” was the quiet answer. 

“Good,” Absalom said and stepped out of the car. 

He walked over to the other side, opened Val’s door for him, very carefully helped him up and steadied him with a hand on his scrawny elbow.

“Let’s go, then.”

After a few minutes of walking, stair-climbing and a lot of key-related fumbling, they finally stepped into Valère’s dingy little flat. It was run-down and tiny, but it did have a very tiny living room, the smallest kitchen Absalom had ever seen, as well as two more rooms - likely a bathroom and a bedroom.

Absalom helped the young man in any way he could - hanging up the coat he had carelessly dropped, catching him when he fell over his shoes which he had simply kicked aside and left lying in the middle of the floor. Finally, Val was definitely and undoubtedly ready to go to bed… and yet he kept stalling.  Absalom wasn’t entire comfortable saying something about it - Val seemed to think he was being subtle - but after almost 20 minutes of Val aimlessly shuffling around the flat, it slowly became unavoidable.

“Mr. Lovell,” he asked, “is there a problem?”

A long, long silence while a veritable war was raging within the poor man’s mind.

“Are you…” he finally asked, “are you going to leave when I go to bed?”

Absalom sighed, Val’s forlorn tone touching and unsettling him.

“Do you want me to?” he asked back. 

The answer was instant, a very clear “no!”, full of conviction.

“Not yet, anyway,” he amended, “I mean, I can hardly ask you to stay for the rest of the night, can I? But… I’d feel safer if you’d… stick around for a bit?”

“Well,” Absalom shrugged, “then that’s what I’m going to do. Does that mean you’ll finally go to sleep?”

A wordless nod, which still unsettled Absalom - doing anything wordlessly was severely out of character for Valère. 

Still, the young man calmly retired to his room, closed the door and eventually turned off the light - Absalom could tell because the telltale sliver of light shining through from underneath the door suddenly vanished. Good. Now what? Absalom looked around the room, searching for a good place for a nap, but only found a rickety old arm chair opposite the TV, which was likely older than Val himself. Not something he could possibly sleep in, either - He’d been there, done that and didn’t fancy doing it ever again. In his experience, the floor tended to be far more comfortable.

Which was exactly where he ended up in the end: he set his alarm for 7 AM, bunched up his coat to serve as a makeshift pillow and curled up on the floor before falling into a restless slumber.

-

The next morning, he was ruthlessly ripped from his dreams by a terrified squeak, followed by a quiet curse.

“Professor Hayes, are you okay?”

“Unf. Yes. Damn, how late is it?”

“Half past ten, I think.”

“Aaaah, crap. Phone must’ve run out of battery; I actually set an alarm.” He sat up and eyed Valère critically. 

“How are you doing?”

“Better, thanks. Bit of a headache, but I guess I deserved that.”

“No, but you did bring it on yourself, I suppose. What on earth happened, anyway?”

“I’ll tell you later. I was just about to make some coffee, do you want any? I’ve got tea, too.” “That’s awfully nice of you, but I really should be going,” Absalom replied.

“Your decision, Professor, but you look like you could really do with a hot beverage and maybe some toast.”

Absalom sighed wistfully. 

“Well, you’re not wrong…”

“I know. So, tea or coffee?”

“Depends on the tea.”

“Right. Well, I’ll see what I have.”

And with that, Val vanished into the kitchen. Absalom followed him to the door frame and then leaned against it, to avoid getting in the way. Val grabbed a chair, dragged it over to a hanging cupboard, climbed onto the chair and rummaged around for a bit.

“I’ve got earl Grey,” he finally said, sounding muffled, “and English Breakfast, Chai, some sort of green tea, lavender tea, rooibos and… huh. Apple tea, apparently.”

“Neat!” was Absalom’s delighted comment, to Valère’s obvious amusement. “Uh, what I wanted to say is… English Breakfast sounds great, thanks.”

“How do you take your tea?” Val asked while fiddling around with the kettle. 

“A bit of milk, no sugar, please.”

“Sure thing, boss!” Val grinned.

Absalom observed him quietly while he was working. He was visibly tired and looked rather pallid - in short, properly hungover, but otherwise normal. Better than yesterday, in any case. Good, that was something. Val fetched toast and toaster and grabbed some other breakfast things and dragged all of it over to the incredibly tiny kitchen table - with only on chair next to it: the one Val had previously used as a climbing aid. Absalom started looking around for an alternative. Valère took one look at him and put down a cup of tea in front of the chair, quite forcefully. 

“Sit. Down.” He said. 

“Ah, but…”

“No, I feel bad enough about you sleeping on the floor already - heck, I had my favorite Professor and Mentor sleeping on my shaggy old carpet. That’s… slightly mortifying. So, please, sit down…” he sighed, “and please tell me that I didn’t say all of that out loud.”

“You mean the ‘favorite professor’ part?” Absalom rolled his eyes, barely hiding an amused grin, “you’re just about the last person I’d accuse of idle flattery. So, I’m honored. Stop being so on edge, it’s starting to creep me out. Besides, you wanted to tell me how the both of us ended up here in the first place, right?”

Val sighed.

“Right. I did say that, I suppose… Well, long story short, my former room mate dragged me to a pretty sizable party. Then he ditched me and ran off with a girl, because having a sex life is apparently more important than not being a complete and utter douchenozzle. I had no idea where I was and was fairly tipsy by then, because I’d sorely underestimated the alcohol content of the cocktails. Well, asking somebody for help didn’t even occur to me, so I wandered off in search of a bus stop or a subway station and the more I walked, the more I lost my way and the more I panicked. After a while, I finally messaged… someone… and asked for help. Then those thugs stumbled out of the bar and started harassing me and… I basically saw my life flashing before my eyes. And then you came flying out of the dark like fucking Batman and saved my sorry arse. Which was the most badass thing I’ve ever seen anybody do, by the way.”

Absalom smiled.

“Don’t give me too much credit for that, everything happened so fast I hardly had time to think. But when you put it like that…” he laughed, a bit sheepishly, “ye gods, the husband’s going to give me quite a lecture about self-preservation. Again.”

“Again?” Valere asked, “Do you do that kind of thing on a regular basis?”

“Not necessarily on a regular basis, but…” he trailed off and shrugged.

“Oh dear. Maybe you should listen to your husband, he’s got the right idea.”

“Right, I know.” He stopped abruptly, staring into the distance. “Shit.”

“What is it?”

“I just realized that he’s at my place right now, has no idea where I am and my phone is dead, so I probably should get going.” He gulped down the rest of his tea, hastily pulled on his rather rumpled coat and turned to face Valère. 

“Sorry for storming out like that, but he’s gotta be frantic by now.”

“Yeah, no, it’s fine. Tell him I’m sorry for causing this entire thing in the first place.”

“Will do. You’ll be fine, won’t you?”

“Yeah, sure, don’t worry about me.”

“Well, if you’re ever not fine… you can always talk to me.”

“Thanks, that means a lot. Bye, Mr. Hayes!”

“Bye, Mr. Lovell.”

-

The first thing Absalom heard when he came home was frantic talking. Oh, great. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, where he found his husband on the phone, half-shouting at heaven knows whom. 

“No,” he heard, “he’s not at his office, that’s my goddamn point! I-” he abruptly stopped as he spotted Absalom standing in the doorway. “He’s here. Sorry, I’ll call later.”

He ended the call without waiting for an answer.

“You,” he snapped. “Where in heaven’s name have you been?”

Absalom stepped into the room, hands raised in a calming gesture. 

“It’s a long story. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, my phone’s dead and I didn’t notice-”

He couldn’t even finish the sentence before Severin closed the gap between them and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Forget about that,” he whispered, “you’re here, it’s fine.” A short pause. “I’d rather know what happened, so…” he pulled both of them to the couch, “tell me.”

Absalom closed his eyes for a second and leaned back against the heavenly soft cushions.

“You know the student whose master’s thesis I’m supervising, right?”

“Val Lovell. Short, curly, too honest for his own good.”

“Exactly. Well…” he plugged his phone in, turned it on and handed it to Severin, “he texted me around midnight, seeming fairly drunk. Probably mixed up ‘Home’ and ‘Hayes’ in his contacts. I decided to help him anyway; couldn’t really stand by and do nothing without worrying myself sick for the entire weekend. Turned out he was really more frightened than drunk, and I ended up bringing him home and staying there to make sure he’d be alright. I… I did plan on getting home before you did, but alas, my phone ran out of power and the alarm didn’t go off. And, well, that’s pretty much it.”

Severin said nothing for a while, just sat there with furrowed brows and a pensive look on his face.

“You know,” he finally said, “one thing doesn’t quite add up. “

“Oh, really? What is it?”

“Uh… well, I’m obviously not privy to all the details, but… oh, how do I put this? Valère Lovell is an orphan. He lost his parents as a kid. Apparently spent the rest of his childhood being sent from foster family to foster family and was… not exactly happy about that. In short, he doesn’t have a mom. Or a home, for that matter. So,” he graced Absalom and his shocked expression with a sad smile, “congrats on your new son, momma Hayes.”

“You… are saying that he texted me on purpose?”

“Yes. Which makes this entire thing so much worse.”

Severin didn’t get a reply.

“Absalom,” he asked, “are you okay?”

“Yes, yes. Of course. It’s just… poor kid.” 

“And that’s why he texted you in particular - and why he called you mom.”

Another long, long silence.

“Absalom?”

“He’s in your theatre group, isn’t he?”

“Yes.”

“Look out for him, okay?”

Severin nodded and scooted over until he could snuggle against his husband’s side. 

“I will, my love. I will.”