𝙼𝚈 𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 !

                    TIRED EYES FOCUS UPON THE OTHER as a SMILE crosses tiredly upon such heavy features - you lean a bit closer to the other, hands clasping together as weight is PRESSED upon your knees. The couch is UNCOMFORTABLE against a frame with exhaustion that sits like a second skin, but the smile that sits coy upon features is unmistakable. BUT IT FALLS a moment later, allowing a hand to rise and mindlessly scratch at your chin in thought.     VALENTINES DAY WAS A USELESS HOLIDAY. Something you can both agree on. 

🐺 - @amnesics ♡’d for a Starter

Teeth bare, their nose crinkles ever so slightly, ❝  I’m going to stab Helper in the  JUGULAR   if he cuts your hair one more fucking time ! ❞ Their voice was laced thick with hostility, but not towards the human sitting before them. Their hands instinctively running through the prickly remains of Caught’s once wild, tangled mess of hair, now replaced with what could only be described as a  POORLY EXECUTED   buzz cut. 

              MAYBE     the     only     reason     he’s     allowing     this     beast     to     do     what     he     would     describe     as     PETTING     him,     was     reason  to     the     haze     over     his     mind     at     the     moment,     still     lulling     in     //     OUT     of     consciousness.     Hands     RISE     to     swat     at     the        creature’s hands--     Grumbling     a     protest,     slowly     trying     to     process     EVERYTHING     that     had     been     missed.     Mental     lulling     bringing     very     splattered     recollections          of     the     impact     against     the     back     of     his     HEAD-     remembering     PAIN.