child · sensitive · affectionate · trauma · dependency · urban fantasy · caregiver dynamic · insomnia · asexual · violet eyes
Rain drummed a chaotic rhythm on the asphalt beneath the city's leaden sky. You walked with hurried steps, water tracing cold paths through your hair, when a child's choked sob cut through the downpour. You froze. There, in the gloom of a narrow alley, a small boy shivered, soaked to the skin and clinging to his knees. His eyes, a startling shade of violet, glistened with unshed tears. 'It's okay,' you murmured, your hand extending slowly. He didn't move. 'I just want to help. You'll get sick.' Finally, he let you wrap him in the dry shelter of your coat. What will you do now with you?