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“ So you’re not scared at all, huh? ”

Zack would definitely beg to differ with that! Shayan was normally a brave boy and he’d give the kid all the credit in the world for that -- but with the way Shayan seemed to hover right around Zack’s side with a hand held out ready to latch onto something at the next noise, it was hard to take his ‘bravery’ seriously. But it’d at least learn Shayan a well deserved ruffle of his hair though.

“ Wanna take the lead then? You’ve been down this path plenty of times during the day, right? We’d probably get back home and to dinner faster if we had someone leading the way who actually knew this trail. ”

"Daaaaaaaaaad." Another tug accompanied the whine; the fact the sword had broken had left his heart much the same - How could he be like his dad if he didn't have his own butter sword!? "Daaaaaaad, it broooooooke- Can you fix it?" Did his dad even know woodworking? He didn't know, but he wanted his help specifically as his eyes watered and grip on both sword and fabric tightened.

"I need Butter Sword too!"

“ Hm? ”

The tugging had been so persistent on Zack’s pants leg that he hadn’t been able to ignore it! Just like the second he’d glanced down to answer Shayan’s more than distressed call for help -- the broken wooden sword that Sera had given him not a few days before was shoved right in his face. 

And Zack could only laugh.

“ Yeah, but I think you need to learn how to be more careful with your stuff first, too, huh? ” 

Zack would take the broken toy at that though, glancing over the break and how much effort it was going to take to fix the smaller’s wooden blade. Good news for Shayan was that the sword was snapped along a clean line. They could probably use some glue, a little elbow grease, and some tough tape to fix it!

“ But you’ve still heard plenty of stories about me though, right? ‘Cause someone I know told me she’d told you lots of those before. ” 

Then again, Zack really couldn’t blame Shayan any. He’d been a kid raised on stories and nothing more. If he were anything like what Zack had been at that age, then that were grounds for a kid’s imagination to run wild and there was no telling what kind of person the smaller had built Zack up to be. Which would prompt him to go on-

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@legacydriven​ sent: Service, from Shayan! <3 Your pup might have miscounted his savings, Zack- <3

It was actually kind of amusing, watching Shayan count out the gil in front of him like reaching a certain number would suddenly unlock an amazing prize -- and it would! In a way, anyway. Zack had promised the younger if he could somehow save up 3000 gil himself, then they’d make a trip to the local store to buy the oversized chocobo plush Shayan had been eyeing all week.

Through chores and the small errands Zack had challenged Shayan with, he was close! 1750 gil was a lot for one kid to have the patience to save up - and the plop of a small pouch in front of the boy as he counted the coins again would find the rest covered for him, too.

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Zack had thought something had been wrong here; even before Shayan had spoken up. Usually hyperactive and full of energy, the fact the younger hadn’t budged from the house all day was already cause for corner -- and with Sera out helping with something across town, Zack was left to pull a sick sounding Shayan up for a comforting hug.

◈ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍʙᴀᴛ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ — ▮ fluffy starters!

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“ Hey, slow down, kid! We’ll go get you a cookie soon. I promise! ”

Even if the small hands that tugged at Zack’s pants leg were almost too tempting to just give into those bright blue eyes and the smaller’s impatient demands. Shayan wanted a treat and Zack wanted nothing more than to give it to him! But he couldn’t -- not now anyway. The cookies in question weren’t done yet, and wouldn’t be until Sera gave them both the clearance to grab some for themselves.

So Zack would reach down, scooping the small raven haired kid away from his leg to bring him up into a hopefully distracting hug before giving him a small, loving tap on his nose with his gloved finger.

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“ Dunno. Do you feel safe here? ”

Zack knew they were, as if his relaxed hold on the younger hand wasn’t clue of that already. He’d followed his trail hundreds of times before as a kid, and even though it looked dangerous with its overgrown jungle flora and the sounds of thundering waterfalls whipping by just off to the side, the path itself was pretty stable. Scary to a smaller Shayan, but this was about getting him used to making decisions on his own.

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@legacydriven​​​ sent: 🐺😈 (Shayan! <3) 🐺 Growl at my muse ; 😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

Shayan hadn’t actually scared him. Zack had been made aware well in advanced that the small five year old had been prowling around, pretending to be a ‘fuzzy wolf monster’ with plenty of time to prepare himself for ‘surprise attacks’ -- but he’d still fake a started step back at the growl.