#owiies my heart

[fragmcntedsouls]

Meredith was a welcomed distraction from the horrors that Asher witnessed the OEA inflict upon the city day after day. Where he could, he led the patrols that were conducted in the surrounding area's of the bakery, keeping the OEA at bay to the best of his ability. It was his own way of protecting her from the horrors that he had seen. His lips curved upwards into a soft smile as he watched the same expression that she had each day as he slipped a little extra into the tip jar, his only real way of repaying her kindness.

But it had been her words on this day that were the true kindness. Perhaps she saw something in him that he couldn’t bare to recognise in himself. Something that even Briggs and Juri had witnessed too.

Her words caused for his chest to tighten, momentarily finding himself at a loss for how to respond. Instead, he simply lowered his voice to a near whisper before musing, “I don’t really like to associate myself much with hunters either.” An almost tell tale to his true nature; his way to show Meredith that with him, she would always be safe.

one of meredith's favorite part of the day was seeing asher , feeling a draw to bring some light into the hunter's life . he wasn't as bad as some would try to make him out to be . they liked to think that everyone deserved a chance or two in showing who they truly were . once again her eyes rolls at the bill being placed in the jar , shaking her head at the man with a smile . " perhaps one day ash , but i can't fathom how you will be able to do that . you just looked like you needed something nice to happen to you the first time you stepped foot in here . think of it as my way of giving just the tiniest bit of joy in your life . i don't normally associate myself much with hunters . "