💀 Shepard Of Fire💀

Max smiled faintly as Yana went in and got Ethan. Seems her smile made his heart flutter. Her smile was wide, breathtaking, hopeful.

“Sure..” He then responded to her questions of a cape.

Max moved over to a large mahogany wardrobe and opened in. After a second of searching he found one of Amy’s capes that would be a good enough fit. He brought it to Yana then took a sleepy Ethan carefully into his arms. He smiled a little and helped her get into it, suddenly not wanting to let go of Ethan and starting to walk out.

Originally posted by carnevol

The Elf put on the cape and was ready to take back the infant when she saw the look in his eyes. It was the first time he actually looked like a father and not like someone who was holding a strangers child. There was a connection and it was nice beautiful to see. 

With a smile on her face she followed him out and started to keep an eye on their surroundings. If she wasn’t carrying the child she would be able to make sure they wouldn’t get attacked by anyone.  

Max eye’d Yana for a moment after she asked about what the place was. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her. No, if truth be fully told he trusted her a wee bit too much for a chance encounter. He was just hesitant to tell her the truth in case it would drive her away, not that he was going to tell her the exact illegal side of it, but still he had to thread carefully yet give her some detail, 

Max’s wish of feeling the same comfort was granted, though short lived. He sighed internally and nodded a little at Yana’s words. 

Balancing his truth and not outright lying was easy to do in crime and business settings, as slight manipulation worked in his favour, but with Yana it was different. He had never suffered a loss like this but maybe it was some sort of divine intervention, once retaliation had been carried out… Perhaps Yana was Max’s saving grace?  

Reluctantly Max prized himself from the warmth of her embrace and nodded again, but this time before speaking. 

“Yeah, fresh air might be a good idea..” 

He had an urge to hold her hand, but decided not to just in case she wouldn’t like it, like Willow had not in the early days. 

“We’ll bring Ethan..” Max added and headed towards Yana’s room to get his son. 

She walked with him and unlocked the door before going in and walking over to the bed. Ethan was still asleep between the blanket and the pillow. He locked so adorable and at peace. 

With the utmost care she picked the small bundle up and held him to against her chest. It made her smile. “ Can I borrow a coat?” it would be cold outside and only in her arms he wouldn’t stay too warm, but if she was wearing a cloak it would keep both of them warm and would hide him from prying eyes. 

 Of course it would be preferable not to run into any danger tonight, she was still a little sick and hurt but a simple walk in their territory would supposedly keep them protected. If she knew anything about gangs, it was that they had eyes and ears everywhere and if this group was good enough to earn hits on their spouses it was a good sign that taking a stroll around this building shouldn’t put them in the way of danger. 

"Sure..” He then responded to her questions of a cape.

Max moved over to a large mahogany wardrobe and opened in. After a second of searching he found one of Amy’s capes that would be a good enough fit. He brought it to Yana then took a sleepy Ethan carefully into his arms. He smiled a little and helped her get into it, suddenly not wanting to let go of Ethan and starting to walk out.

Balancing his truth and not outright lying was easy to do in crime and business settings, as slight manipulation worked in his favour, but with Yana it was different. He had never suffered a loss like this but maybe it was some sort of divine intervention, once retaliation had been carried out... Perhaps Yana was Max’s saving grace?  

Reluctantly Max prized himself from the warmth of her embrace and nodded again, but this time before speaking. 

“Yeah, fresh air might be a good idea..” 

He had an urge to hold her hand, but decided not to just in case she wouldn’t like it, like Willow had not in the early days. 

“We’ll bring Ethan..” Max added and headed towards Yana’s room to get his son. 

“Uh.. No thanks Yan..” He replied groggily as he sat up fully.

After a minute or two he swung his legs out of the bed and got to his feet. There was no point in going back to sleep if he was going wake the place up.

Gingerly Max walked over to Yana and hugged her soft but firmly, needing to feel the same comfort she had given him earlier.

“T-Thanks..” He mumbled against her wild but beautiful curls.