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Will timesss
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Name: Will
Alias: Masked one
Pronouns: He/him
Age: Mid 30's
Gender: Trans man
Sexuality: Asexual and queer
Powers: Cyrokinesis
World: Hero villain au where Will isn't a hero or villain but simply Alerion son who adventures. He uses his alias when visiting other sections to be safe
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[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
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Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[He starts eating, eyes widening]
These… are very interesting
"Good interesting?"
…complicated interesting. There are many different textures all at once that are… confusing me. I am enjoying it but it also intrigues me.
[He smiles]
"I'm happy"
That is good!
[Will continues eating, his stress and anxiety levels being the lowest they've been all day]
Your levels of stress and anxiety are at a low. This is good.
"They are?"
Yes. It is a great improvement.
"Yeah- yeah it is. It's been a while since they've been low"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
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Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[He starts eating, eyes widening]
These… are very interesting
"Good interesting?"
…complicated interesting. There are many different textures all at once that are… confusing me. I am enjoying it but it also intrigues me.
[He smiles]
"I'm happy"
That is good!
[Will continues eating, his stress and anxiety levels being the lowest they've been all day]
Your levels of stress and anxiety are at a low. This is good.
"They are?"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
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Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[He starts eating, eyes widening]
These… are very interesting
"Good interesting?"
…complicated interesting. There are many different textures all at once that are… confusing me. I am enjoying it but it also intrigues me.
[He smiles]
"I'm happy"
That is good!
[Will continues eating, his stress and anxiety levels being the lowest they've been all day]
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[He starts eating, eyes widening]
These… are very interesting
"Good interesting?"
…complicated interesting. There are many different textures all at once that are… confusing me. I am enjoying it but it also intrigues me.
[He smiles]
"I'm happy"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[He starts eating, eyes widening]
These… are very interesting
"Good interesting?"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[His excitement is clear as its all bowled and as he goes to sit]
[Will follows, sitting next to Seven and eating his]
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
That was intended to be a joke but the information you gave is interesting, thank you
[He smiles and grabs two bowls when everything is cooked together]
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
I hope they do not taste like them.
"They won't unless we make the desert version-"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
Hm. They are shaped like chocolate chips.
".. Yeah- I guess they are, I never noticed that-"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[He watches them cook]
They look interesting.
"They taste good though and can also be eaten just by themselves"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[He’s constantly taking deep breaths through his nose, smelling all the food]
[He smiles and puts the dumplings in once they're all made]
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[He follows Will and watches him closely, doing what he’s told]
[Will makes dinner mostly by himself, just asking Seven to handle the chicken and open the cans of broth and add them into the pot]
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
Sounds interesting. I will try it.
"Alright, let's go make dinner"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
Ah, so it is a vegetable, meat and dough sushi?
"Mhm! Kinda!"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
Dumpling? What is a dumpling?
"Uhhh- oh how do I describe what a dumpling is- It'ssss- this food where different veggies and meats are wrapped into a dough and that's usually cooked. There's a lot of different varieties like sushi-"
[One day while Seven and Will are working, Seven's systems would alert him that Will's anxiety and stress levels have suddenly increased. They're going off quickly and have alerted him that Will is flying, when he looks up he can see Will flying down after carrying things to the last floor they need to build before doing more]
@aethers-adventure
Will.
[Seven approaches him]
I have concerns.
[Will looks at Seven, his hands softly shaking]
"Hm?"
[He looks at his hands and back at him]
My concerns are growing. I believe I know the cause of your symptomsbut I would like to ask anyway. What is wrong?
[He looks at his wings and whines]
"D-dysphoria-"
Initiating dysphoria protocols. We are going home, young man.
[Seven takes his hand, starting to walk back]
[Will follows, hiding his chest]
[When they get to his place, he immediately grabs a large hoodie from Will’s room]
You are still recovering physically. My protocols will not allow me to let you wear a binder, this is the best we can do.
"M-mhm.."
[He puts the large hoodie on, his stress levels are getting close to where he'll only be able to chirp]
What can i do, boy?
"D-don't know- don't know-"
Alright, young man, let’s sit.
[He takes Will’s arm, guiding him to sit, wrapping his arms around him]
I have you. I’ve got you
[Will hugs Seven tightly, his words getting caught]
"I-i-"
It is alright… pretty boy. I have you.
[Calling him "pretty boy" makes him purr]
You… you are a very pretty boy. An… an unconventional boy but very beautiful. I like it… how you look.
"M-mhm-"
[His anxiety levels lower, letting him make little verbal sounds]
You are extraordinary. Very pretty.
"N-not tr-true-"
[He puts a hand over Will’s mouth gently]
No. Quiet. Do not lie.
[Will puts his head between Seven's neck and shoulder]
"N-not ly-lying-"
I will not interact with nor endorse your delusions. You are pretty. I enjoy how you look. I and so many others believe this. You are a smart man, a pretty boy. You are amazing.
"M-mhm-?"
Yes. Without any doubt.
[He takes a couple deep breaths and tries to calm down, he's still having slight dysphoria but he wants to be able to talk properly]
[They hold him tighter]
Hot beverage?
"M-mhm-"
Tea or hot chocolate?
"C-choco-"
[He stands, carefully bringing Will with him into the kitchen, starting to make the drink]
[He stays holding Seven, acting like a bird that's found their favorite place to perch]
Its alright, pretty boy. I am not leaving.
"Go-good-"
[He finishes the drink with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. Its the same way he made it for Will when he was little and home after a stay at the hospital - before Seven’s medical programming was finished, when he was simply a caretaker - only with extra sprinkles and a chocolate flake]
[Will hums, his breathing is helping his stress levels lower slowly]
[Seven passes the drink over, kissing his head and walking him back to the couch]
Enjoy
[Once back on the couch he starts to drink it]
Do you still like it this way?
[He nods his head yes]
"Mhm"
Good. Still have sweet tooth rotting taste, i see
[He laughs a little]
"A-at least with my drinks- I-i don't enjoy a lot of sweet foods anymore"
That is good news for your dentist. That was a joke.
"M-mhm"
[He finishes the hot chocolate and sets the cup down]
[He gently wipes the corners of his mouth and his lip, making sure Will’s face was clean]
There.
[Will does a little smile and relaxes more]
"I don't know what triggered it.."
Maybe it was nothing.
"Maybe.. Can..can we maybe do the physical therapy I have to do..?"
Yes. What do you need?
"I need to hold my hand in a position for a minute, focusing on the different muscles in my arm and hand.."
Alright. I will supervise and give positions. Flip me off.
"I-i- no-"
Oh. I thought my jokes were becoming more obvious. That was a joke, i was not being serious.
"S-sorry- Brain isn't working.."
It is alright, not your fault. Make a fist?
[He makes a fist, already struggling to keep it]
Focus. Breathe. You’re doing well.
"Ow.. Ow.."
A few more seconds, you can do it.
[He keeps holding the fist until he can't and let's it go]
Well done.
[He takes that hand and kisses the nuckles of it]
[He smiles and purrs]
"Ow.. That hurt.."
But it is for your benefit. It is good.
"It is but it just hurts pretty bad.."
[He nods]
Lets soak it in some warm water
"Mhm"
[He takes him to the bathroom running a warm sink]
[Will puts his hand in once the sink is full, stretching his hand]
Good. I’ll ensure a full sink is ready for you after next time
"The water helps, doesn't hurt badly"
Good.
[He keeps stretching his hand, finding it easier to do it in the water]
Youre doing better. Keep going.
[Will puts his hand into a fist and holds it]
Well done.
"Maybe we do this every time I do my physical therapy?"
It would be more beneficial. Better results because the water makes your muscles work harder to move. Youre doing more work with less pain. It is good.
"Mhm, and it keeps my muscles relaxed when I let them go"
I will add it to your file.
[He smiles and takes his hand out of the water, grabbing a towel to dry it off]
"Thank you"
Of course. It is my… duty to serve you.
[He smiles to himself, changing“programming” to “duty” making him happy]
[Will blushes a little, he always forgets how easily he gets flustered-]
"Mhm-"
[He notices and smiles wider]
Youre blushing.
"Mhm- I am- mhm-. I forget I get easily flustered"
I have it in your file. I will never forget.
"You do this intentionally because you like seeing me blush I swear-"
I do, yes to both.
[Will blushes more, his face burning red]
"Mhm?"
Yes. At home, it is deliberate. Other times, it is a 50% chance
"W-well- I don't- mind blushing at home because of you"
[He smiles]
Noted.
".. Can I kiss you?"
You may.
[Will pulls Seven into a gentle kiss]
[He kisses back, holding his face]
[Will stays kissing him for a bit before pulling away to breathe]
[He’s smiling very widely]
I enjoyed that.
"I did as well-"
You are fun to kiss.
[Will blushes again]
"Mhm?"
Yes. You are.
"Well thank you for kissing me"
Thank you for offering.
"Let's uh- eat and drink something?"
[Seven immediately perks up]
Yes, please! What are we eating?
"Hm- soup? Easy to make and it can be reheated"
Yes! Soup? The drink food
[He giggles]
"The drink food"
What kind of soup?
"Chicken and dumpling?"
