#would never let anything happen to tuzi

[duo-alopex]

[ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver. (from avery!!)

It's all over before Tuzi can even blink, the strong scent of iron cloying to his senses and the scarlet spattered around them slowly pooling over the ground towards his feet. Tuzi hadn't even been aware that Avery had been nearby when he had been grabbed by the collar and shoved roughly against once of the large oak trees surrounding him, bark biting into the bare backs of his arms, the basket of flora he had been collecting falling to the ground and the contents tumbling out.

He stands, a little stunned, still pressed against the tree as he stares wide-eyed down at the attackers. The one who had grabbed him, laid their dirty hands on him, had been beheaded and his friends, two of them who clearly had more brawn than brains, had been stabbed cleanly through their chests.

Tearing his gaze from them Tuzi finds Avery, panting, armor and sword covered in blood and viscera. A rush of gratitude goes through him then because of course, of course Avery, his love, his protector, would never let anything happen to him, would never have let the attackers even put their hands on Tuzi if possible.

Keeping quiet, Tuzi steps away from the scarlet pooling against the blades of grass, sinking into the soil, and steps towards Avery. He's not scared of the smaller man, why would he be? There was never even the possibility of Avery hurting him, ever.

"Av," Tuzi whispers as he wraps his arms around him, one branded across Avery's chest and the other across his back, as he dips to press his face into the smaller mans neck. "It's finished. I'm alright now."