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{~♟ Being black out drunk is so much easier than have to be sober and dealing all the loneliness, guilt, and pain that seems to have overwhelmed his conscious thoughts. Waking up in random hotels or motels became a norm for him, with random scars bruises and sore but it wouldn’t be something he isn’t use too.

Though this stupor is somehow…different. A small swarm of emotions is shifting through his mind as well as a protective air that starts to surround him. Causing his sleeping form lean into the slightly cooler chest that currently holds him close.

The contrast hitting his skin, but the alcohol keeping his mind shut off in a dreamless state. Mind just passing through darkness that shrouds his brain and prevents him from waking up. Just letting the stranger do what they wanted, including taking him from where he’d apparently blacked out at.

People usually do that, seeing an opportunity and taking it.

Not that he minds at all, having a say in anything usually always got him in trouble and having an opinion pushes him away from people…so why have one?

Who knows how long he’s out, though small flairs of pain surge from wounds already there and he groans in his unconscious state and body curls away from it but not too much so. Head tilting to the side as hair falls in front of his face.

Consciousness slowly starts to return to him, and the air around him is…not stale and doesn’t smell of sweat and sex. Groaning, blue eyes slowly crack open and blurred vision slowly comes into focus as a grand room comes into view. This…isn’t a hotel he’s ever seen before.

Eyes start to scan the area before eyes taking someone he hasn’t seen awhile, and for a moment finds it a figment. Gasp falling from parted lips before pulling back, and nearly falling off the bed and just groaning at the jarring of some wounds.

“T…tadashi?! Wh-what are you doing here…wh…where is here?!” ♟~}

{♙} As he stopped Izuru from falling, Tadashi stood there in all his glory. He watched the blond for a few moments keeping himself even. Focus was put into staying as calm as possible. Izuru was put through enough already. Last thing he needed was to be bombarded with emotions.

Slowly he reached down to brush that bang from Izuru’s face. Just so glad to see him...and kicking himself for being the one to cause this. The demon did nothing to help even when he felt it all. Cringing at knowing what Izuru had gone through.

But this wasn’t about the selfish demon.

“You’re safe. This is a friend’s house. Fire Lord Zuko has a wonderful friend. He...and Hanji..have helped me...” A pause and a swallow before Tadahsi could continue. Keeping himself as steeled as possible. “They helped me see what an idiot I’ve been. Making you suffer alone...I...it’s unforgivable. But God..I’ve missed you...”

Honest words fell and their bond made him unable to lie anyway. Gentle, cold touches brushing against the male’s warm flesh. Izuru had become so thin and looked sickly. It was all his fault...if he wasn’t a selfish asshole...

“...I keep hurting those I care for..”

#freewingscoldsteel #[;Whispers Of The Dark;]

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{♙} Arms would wrap around Izuru from behind him. Picking him up from the heap he was in, carried with care to somewhere better. Away from the drunks and vile things that were allowed to lay a hand on someone so precious. Tadashi saw the scars and marks left behind. ...Izuru wasn’t even conscious through it, was he? Just allowing people to do as they wished.... But he steeled himself for now. Putting more emotion into this would only bring more harm to Izuru then he already did. This was already his fault. No one else was to blame but himself. No-Don’t think on that.

Once his dear Izuru was somewhere safe, where Tadashi himself went to escape everything, he tended to the human’s wounds. Not giving any reaction inwardly or out that it bothered him. For Izuru’s sake he kept all emotions at bay. The Fire Lord wouldn’t mind, he was sure. After all, it was that man that gave the demon a place to be. Away from everything and everyone. For a few moments Tadashi felt at peace.

One clawed hand brushing aside the blond hair. Taking it away from the boy’s face. How thin Izuru had gotten. Seeing that once cheerful face sunken in as if it had a permanent look of despair. And it was all his fault

“I’m so sorry Izuru....”

#[;Whispers Of The Dark;]#freewingscoldsteel

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