He couldn't understand at all.
Why had he gone? Why had he snuck out at night? Usually, even if he went out on his own, didn’t he always contact Xie Yi?
At first, he hadn’t been worried. Mingtian was incredibly strong and intelligent, nothing could ever happen to him. Even if he got into a fight, he could easily take care of all enemies.
That's what he told himself. Because to him, nothing was ever more than a mere scuffle.
When Mingtian wasn’t back on the second day and hadn't contacted him at all, he had felt uncomfortable. A subtle feeling of discomfort.
So he had gone out to look for him.
Black and grey, mixed together, that beautiful, beautiful fur-
The relaxed voices all around-
In between, him, shouting and calling for Mingtian. He couldn’t find him, but he had to be there. He could sense him, just a bit, so somewhere here, he had to be. Maybe he was just busy.
The red velvet, standing so disgustingly in the middle, all around-
...Xie Yi awoke with a start, gasping for air.
“Mingtian?”, he whispered. “MingMing?”
“I’m here”, came the twisted, growling voice out of the vocal cords of the tiny animal. The mattress moved down a bit as he hopped onto it, then walked over to Xie Yi and licked the sweatdrops off his jaw. “I’m here.”
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Xie Yi continued to hastily suck in breaths, his arms reaching out to grasp the furball. Pulling him closer, tightly, and burying his face in the black and grey fur.
He was warm, expanding with every breath. The jittery, faster heartbeat reached his arm where he pressed it against Mingtian.
“I’m scared”, he whispered quietly, praying to himself that Xu Yan wouldn’t wake up. He didn’t want to be seen like this. Tightly pressing his eyes together, he wiped the disgusting images out of his mind.
“That’s okay”, Mingtian whispered back, twisting a bit to make himself comfortable and placing his wet little nose on Xie Yi’s throat. “It was scary and you’re scared, but it’s over now. Now you can calm down, let go of the fear and sleep peacefully.”
“Hmm”, Xie Yi hummed, quickly being lulled back into sleep by the movement of Mingtian’s breathing.
Mingtian waited until Xie Yi’s heartbeat evened out again, signifying that he had fallen back asleep, and only then quivered in worry.
They could be fixed up. A broken vase can never fully become what it was before, but they weren’t porcellain.
They were made out of steel.
If they got broken, then they could be reforged. No matter how painful the process, he couldn’t allow his life to end in the same, dreadful red that his last one had. If he had had such a terrible life, what about the boy?
“Let it scar, little brother”, he muttered soothingly. “Allow the bleeding to stop and just let it heal as best as it can.”
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