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♞— He hated cops at the worst of times.. and this time was no different. Sitting in cuffs, Thadeus was booked YET AGAIN for something minor. NYPD really loved pinning random shit on him whenever they saw him. Leaning back in his chair, his lanky legs were outstretched in front of him. Frank, the Chief of Police, was in his office. The old bastard was screaming at one of the other officers before another cop would soon find himself sitting near him.

“Ain’t seen yer face b’fore. You just transfer ‘r somethin’?” He must’ve come from another precinct.. Maybe from up state? Hell if he knew. He was tired as hell from the beating he got earlier from a previous bounty bust. So much for that 1.5k.. 

“Then my home isss now yoursss too Thad!”

And despite her initial embarrassment, she can’t help the bright smile that now resides on her lips and the permanent blush that brightens up her normally pale skin. She hadn’t expected him to agree, but she’s more than grateful enough to have someone like him around all the time. She placed her fork down and reached over, gently placing her hands atop his before speaking softly.

“Welcome home…”

♞— “Heh.” He grinned, blushing in return as he was welcomed home for the first time in years. It felt like he really was welcome after all. Thadeus smiled, gaze softening. It was nice.. to feel so loved--well.. in a way. He was shyly accepting such a feeling, and it got even better when she placed her palms over his own. To be accepted as he was without being forced to be the family pet...

Eyes widened upon hearing what he had said as she shifted her entire body to face him. He actually wanted to live with her? It was strange how amazing it made her feel, but she wouldn’t question it anymore, especially how quickly it made her heart race.

“Y-You.. mean that Thad..?”

♞— “Yeah!” He chirped out, tail wagging behind him. “Why not? It’s painful bein’ lonely, ain’t it?” The wolf just grinned and put the empty plate down. How could he leave such a great opportunity and a wonderful friend? He couldn’t. He just couldn’t! Thadeus felt at home.. he felt welcome. Not like those other times..

“I could cook for you whenever you want if you’d like that…”

Embarrassment quickly colors her cheeks as she looked off to the side, fork gently prodding at what was left on her plate. First she offered him a place at her home and now she was offering to cook for him? This was going too quickly and she knew that. It was probably making him uncomfortable! She was not normally so forward with people and it shocked her to know she was doing such with him.

♞— He smiled at the offer. It was wonderful to think about.. Having a place to sleep.. a home. Not having to spend another damn night in that warehouse and having to worry about someone attacking him in the attempt to get his territory.. He gave a nod.

“When you’re with me Thad, you don’t ever have to act the way they treated you. I’d feel ssso much better if you enjoyed the meal with me.”

She smiled towards him before going back to eating her own meal, hissing happily as she swayed from side to side. It wasn’t every day that she ate with someone else, so naturally she felt herself getting excited as more time passed. Perhaps it was also because she felt so connected to him? Whatever the reason she was enjoying tonight a lot.

♞— He watched her, feeling more and more at ease. To know that she wasn’t going to treat him like a pet.. it was relaxing.He smiled, sitting back comfortably with his plate to eat. It was great to know he was around good company. Despite having a slight mess, Thadeus was delighted to have a warm meal in his stomach for once.

THAD TRACKS: Whatever it Takes

          SHE CAREFULLY OBSERVED THE MAN, emerald eyes following his every movement. she was like a gargoyle perched atop a rooftop, able to see everything. his nervousness was easily picked up, telling her that he had an inkling of her presence in the room. it wasn’t until his weapons were aimed at her dark corner that she lowered herself, boots making a soft thump against ancient wooden floors.

          “ you’re very slow, ” she finally spoke, her words surprisingly gentle and unbothered. she felt as though she had waited on his arrival for age. having two guns aimed at her clearly left her unphased as she glided out from the darkness of her corner. her boots stepped on the strewned scripture and texts, showing little regard for what was already damaged. “ i wonder… is your aim any good ?? ”

♞— Just a woman. What was he getting so worked up for? Lowering his guns, he began to somewhat calm despite keeping his guard up. “I mean.. pretty good, yeah.. but--woah, woah, woah. Hang on, ‘ere! What’re you doin’ here? It’s not safe.” She looked so out of place and yet he still felt the need to show her compassion.

Eyes widened when she saw him sit on the floor and she stood from her own spot before kneeling down in front of him. She reached out and gently touched his hands to grab his attention before looking back at the table. She knew they treated him poorly, but she would not be like them. He was not an animal and should not be treated like one.

“Pleassse Thad. Sssit at the table with me. You don’t need to eat on the floor.” Though the compliment to her cooking makes her happy, she’s more concerned about getting him to sit at the table beside her.

♞— He blinked lazily, head tilted as he looked to the girl in front of him. “If yer sure..” He got to his feet, joining her at the table. It was.. odd. He never sat at a table on equal ground before. He was so used to people telling him dogs don’t belong at the table. He was too used to it. He was nervous as he looked to his plate before he continued to eat.