Not In Use Nor My Other Acounts @hermesofeyes - Tumblr Blog

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

*He nuzzled his nose against his neck.*

“I speak only the truth. But… maybe I do also like to try and make you coy.”

*He chuckles a bit* “yeah? You sneaky devil.” *He smiles softly*

*He giggled. He liked being a little naughty sometimes. He covered Hermes’ cheeks in kisses, having to jump to reach him.*

“Guilty! Guilty! My angel.”

*Hermes bends down a bit in truth he liked the high differential between him and Cain just a bit it was cute to him* “aw my love!” *He blushes more*

*He draped his arms around Hermes’ shoulder. He started to feel his giddiness peak in a high mood swing. At least it was positive, not like when he randomly cried.*

“My everything! I love love love love love love you!”

*He laughed and shivered, kicking his legs and jumping into Hermes’ arms, on impulsive urge.*

*Hermes moves and holds him up in his arms with a smile* “wow! I love you too! Didn’t know I made you jump for joy yeah?” *Hermes chuckles a bit*

“Mhm! Mhm! Jump! Jump! Jump!”

*He hugged his head. His chest was right up to Hermes’ ear. It beated fast and thumping in his ribs. It tripped and fluttered a little every once in a while, since the heart attack, but it was back with full fervor.*

“You’re adorable! Perfect! Amazing! Strong! I loooooove you!”

*He knew that Cain could be in for a mood crash with all this joy but that would be okay because he can handle that and right now he had his man in his arms* “You are so sweet! My love I’m going to melt with the heat in my cheeks!”

“As long as you don’t melt away! I wanna be with you foreeeever.”

*He started coming down, hovering in that place before feeling the looming threat of exhaustion on the horizon. He didn’t care. He pressed his forehead against Hermes’, still thinking about being that happy man in the photo his love carried around.*

“It’s going to last forever.”

“As long as you want it to love.” *Hermes sighs a bit at the contact happily* l love you so much sometimes it makes me feel crazy you know but it’s a great feeling because it’s about you.”

ACHOO!

“Owie….”

Hic…

“WAHHHHH”

He squirmed, restless. His body hurt and he whined. His nose was gross and his diaper was dirty. Where was everybody? Popsie? Dadee? Anyone? Why did he feel so bad??

*Hermes rushed to him feels so guilty* “Oh Jesus Carpophores I’m so sorry here let’s get you all better okay?” *he was so tired this week he just fell asleep on the couch gosh*

He squirmed, coughing. It was still warm, which meant it was probably fresh, at least.

His nose was runny, too

*He used his sleeves to wipe his nose as he moved too the room to change him* “I’m so sorry my baby boy…”

“Wehhhh….”

He squirmed some more, coughing harder

“I know u know.” *He sat him down and changed him* “here I’ll get you some fresh clothes and we’ll get you a nice warm bath yeah?”

Another sneeze. He whined as boogers dribbled down his face

*He took out a wipe and wiped his nose* “There we go.” *He picks him up and moves to the bathroom turning the water on*

As Hermes got him ready, it felt like he seemed to be warm, but still was shaking like he had the chills

“Fever yeah? Don’t worry soon we’ll get some medicine okay.”

“Mmmmmmm!!!!”

*He nods and gets him undressed and gently puts him in the bath.*

He wriggles, starting to cry

“Just give it a minute okay? The water will help.”

“DADEEEEEEEEE!!!!”

He normally loved baths, but he was tired and hurting!

“…no bath?” *He sighs and moves getting him out and holding him close to his chest*

He didn’t know what he wanted! He just wanted the gross feeling to go away!!!

*He pats his back a bit and wraps him in a towel* “Let’s go get that medicine huh?” *He moves out of the room into the kitchen*

He wipes his nose of Hermes again. His little nose getting red at this point

“Your poor nose…we’ll have to figure something out with that too.”

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

*He nuzzled his nose against his neck.*

“I speak only the truth. But… maybe I do also like to try and make you coy.”

*He chuckles a bit* “yeah? You sneaky devil.” *He smiles softly*

*He giggled. He liked being a little naughty sometimes. He covered Hermes’ cheeks in kisses, having to jump to reach him.*

“Guilty! Guilty! My angel.”

*Hermes bends down a bit in truth he liked the high differential between him and Cain just a bit it was cute to him* “aw my love!” *He blushes more*

*He draped his arms around Hermes’ shoulder. He started to feel his giddiness peak in a high mood swing. At least it was positive, not like when he randomly cried.*

“My everything! I love love love love love love you!”

*He laughed and shivered, kicking his legs and jumping into Hermes’ arms, on impulsive urge.*

*Hermes moves and holds him up in his arms with a smile* “wow! I love you too! Didn’t know I made you jump for joy yeah?” *Hermes chuckles a bit*

“Mhm! Mhm! Jump! Jump! Jump!”

“You’re adorable! Perfect! Amazing! Strong! I loooooove you!”

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

*He nuzzled his nose against his neck.*

“I speak only the truth. But… maybe I do also like to try and make you coy.”

*He chuckles a bit* “yeah? You sneaky devil.” *He smiles softly*

*He giggled. He liked being a little naughty sometimes. He covered Hermes’ cheeks in kisses, having to jump to reach him.*

“Guilty! Guilty! My angel.”

*Hermes bends down a bit in truth he liked the high differential between him and Cain just a bit it was cute to him* “aw my love!” *He blushes more*

*He draped his arms around Hermes’ shoulder. He started to feel his giddiness peak in a high mood swing. At least it was positive, not like when he randomly cried.*

“My everything! I love love love love love love you!”

*He laughed and shivered, kicking his legs and jumping into Hermes’ arms, on impulsive urge.*

*Hermes moves and holds him up in his arms with a smile* “wow! I love you too! Didn’t know I made you jump for joy yeah?” *Hermes chuckles a bit*

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

*He nuzzled his nose against his neck.*

“I speak only the truth. But… maybe I do also like to try and make you coy.”

*He chuckles a bit* “yeah? You sneaky devil.” *He smiles softly*

*He giggled. He liked being a little naughty sometimes. He covered Hermes’ cheeks in kisses, having to jump to reach him.*

“Guilty! Guilty! My angel.”

*Hermes bends down a bit in truth he liked the high differential between him and Cain just a bit it was cute to him* “aw my love!” *He blushes more*

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

*He nuzzled his nose against his neck.*

“I speak only the truth. But… maybe I do also like to try and make you coy.”

*He chuckles a bit* “yeah? You sneaky devil.” *He smiles softly*

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

*He giggled, love-drunk, and blushed hot red at the kisses.*

“You are beautiful beyond words. Inside and out. So strong and brave and smart and loving.”

“Ah you flirt!” *He had a cheesy smile and some blush* “You always try and make me blush!”

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

*He chuckled and held himself, as a hug he wanted to give to Hermes.*

“T-Thank god. I know I’m not… traditionally handsome.”

“To me you are the most handsome man in the world.” *He hugs him back and kisses his temple*

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

*He watched the gesture. He’d imagine someone would believe it makes sense for him to date a man close to the skills of a machine.*

“You’re very smart… Do you… like thighs?”

“I don’t have a preference for things you don’t have to change anything and I won’t go looking for them. I like you don’t matter what you have really.”

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

“That’s… gross… Why do you know this?”

*He shrugs* “I have lot of storage in my head that jus gets filled up even if I don’t want it to .” *He taps his temple* “It’s like a computer up here.”

HEY! YOU ASSHOLES KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE FEMBOY THIGHS YALL QUIT THAT

-Hermes (lolzz)

“T-Thank you, dear- Wait, what? Thighs? People like thighs?”

*He looked down at himself and blushed.*

- The War Profiteer

“Some people it’s mainly in fem boys they have big thighs…I know this is odd knowledge to have I’m sorry about that.”

*Its been a bad day for Hermes a real bad day. He got a gag down town that turned into a fight couple people punched him. He went to visit mark and someone spray painted his grave…he just needs stability. He makes his way to Cain’s place*

-Hermes

*As usual, the boy was just in his room. This time, tinkering with some quantum contraption. His ears pricked, however. He hardly ever left this room, so he knew the sounds of people coming and going during their routines outside. He heard a different sound than normal. He noted it, cataloged it, and got back to work, not thinking much of it, until it would soon become blatantly apparent.*

- The War Profiteer

Cain Kilroy

*He moves to the floor moving some candy wrapping around he sighed but doesn’t stop Cain’s work instead opting to just simply watch him…wait for him to notice*

*He fiddled with an electrical component, welding it and locking it into place before supposedly testing it… There was nothing. Something was wrong and improperly done. He grunted and punched the thing before pushing it away.*

“I hate electronics.”

*He turned his head and jolted when he saw Hermes, not screaming exactly, but exhaling a large amount of air from his nose and bumping his legs against the table, knocking down some trinkets that sat atop it.*

“Gah!”

“Sorry. Wanted to see you.” *He noses was bloody and a few eyes where puffy and purple* “Why’d ya punch the thing?” *He points to the project he was working on*

*He blinked a few times and cleared his throat, tapping his legs again on the table.*

“A-Are you ok?”

*He turned back at the machine, stoically, and pushed it further away, setting up some of the trinkets again, at very precise angles. He had to close his eyes for a few seconds before releasing each trinket, another annoyance that made him grunt.*

“Angry. I messed it up.”

“Eh I’m okay how’d it get messed up? What was it meant to do?” *He was evermore curious on Cain than the first day they met.*

*He sighed, and tried to stand up.*

“It doesn’t matter!”

*He snarled, but immediately regretted it. His anger was whiplike in its haste, and brought the boy right back to his timidness with a red blush on his cheeks. He pulled close a box of tissues and plucked nearly every one out to hand to Hermes while continuously muttering apologies.*

“I’m sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.”

*He took them all* “hey it’s okay…I don’t mind if you get upset don’t bother me at all.” *He wipes his face nose mostly and looks for a place to throw the tissues away*

*He bit his lip, stopping his verbal apologies, and leaving the words to reverberate with increasing strength in his head.*

“…You can drop it anywhere…”

*That made him chuckle a little, interrupting his thoughts. Strange. Nothing usually was strong enough to stop those.*

“It wouldn’t m-make a difference.”

*He tapped on a blueprint all rolled up and grabbed it to show the boy.*

“I’m m-making… trying to… make a w-wormhole.”

“Oh yeah! You were telling me about that!” *He scrambles up from the floor to get a better look* “so cool!”

“R-Really? You think s-so?”

*He beamed a smile, holding up the unfurled paper, which looked like it was practically bigger than his whole body.*

“T-Thank you. I… I think it’s c-c-cool… A-And I’m really sorry, again, f-for b-being m-m-mean. It w-won’t happen a-again. I p-promise.”

“Nah it’s all water under the bridge really no harm done.” *He opens all the eyes he could at the moment to look at the print*

*He tried to take deep breaths, and nodded, forcing himself to believe him.*

“The machine has to make it so it doesn’t destroy its traveler or the world when it exists. S-So, I can’t really d-do it with gravitational force, like a black h-hole would… I’m… still trying to figure that part out.”

“Hm…maybe magnets? Like they have their own focus and force?”

*He paused, lowering the blueprint a little.*

“Interesting… Hey, you know your stuff.”

“Not as much as you. I mean I haven’t even been in school I just pick up information from place to place…” *He squinted his eyes and went back to the floor and did a hand stand* “You ever think about looking at it upside down?”

“Well… t-that sounds more impressive to me than going to school.”

*He gasped at the unexpected act.*

“W-Whoa.”

“What?” *he darts his eyes around the print* “Yeah you should try this when you get stumped it really helps the brain go*

"I... never t-thought of doing that."

*He arched his back to circumvent the paper while continuing to suspend it, to join Hermes' side of the blueprint. He couldn't hold it and drop to the floor, so he tilted his head. He was still wary of the unfamiliar sight of an upside-down man next to him, but he inched closer over time.*

“Yeah? Really I’d thought you’d think of that.” *he nods a bit and smiles it looks like a frown*

“Thank you…? I think. I don’t… do athletics. F-For a variety of reasons.”

*He looked down at his smile-frown.*

“Isn’t the blood rushing to your head n-now?”

“My blood goes odd…like my heart beats slower than normal so my blood moves slower. It’s pretty cool!”

“Oh… That… That is very cool. So, you can do that for a while? A-And this doesn’t hurt y-you?”

*He subconsciously closed the blueprint to kneel down to Hermes’ face, to be more intimate in their talking.*

*That made him wobble a bit but he held his eye fixed onto cain* “no…I don’t feel pain all that easily. Yeah I ca do this for a while.” * ‘he has very pretty eyes.,*

*He blinked slowly, wetting his already glistening, sparkling eyes.*

“That sounds scary… to not feel pain easily. You must push yourself a lot. Is that what happened with all… this..?”

*He gestured to the boy’s bruising and blood.*

“Yeah it’s manly people hating meta humans…I can’t really hide my eyes I hate them really I don’t have any cool powers! I’m just a white dude with eyes!”

“In this country? Being white is a power. Anyways. I think your eyes are cool. You can see a lot more.”

*He sat down. And rubbed his hand against Hermes’ cheek. It felt a little swollen with bruising. That made him sad.*

“I think I should get you ice for that.”

*Hes eyes went wide and his hands move maybe to keep the hand close? and he fell to the ground flat on his face. He moves up not thinking of his nose that starts to bleed again* “S-sures. Uh yeah I’d like that.”

“O-Oh gosh!”

*He winced at the plummet and dug in the trash heaps for more tissues. He found another box of them and handed them to Hermes.*

*He thought hard about how to get ice… It was as though leaving the room never even crossed his mind. He opened a cabinet and pulled a canister of liquid nitrogen. He poured it into a metal container and balanced a water bottle on top. It quickly froze.*

“Here you are.”

*He gave a stupidly goofy grin. It looked as though smiling was out of practice.*

*He took both the tissues and ice* “thanks…a lot thank you.” *He noticed his noses and wiped it and put some tissues into it and held the ice bottle to his eyes the best he could* “You are so smart…”

*He blushed and lowered his head into his propped up shirt collar. He rubbed his arm, to alleviate the tingly feeling Hermes gave him.*

“T-Thank you. I think you’re really nice.”

*He wanted to tell him just how smart he was too, but he knew Hermes would deny it. His fluttering heart around the man gave way to his usual nerves. Everything always defaulted back to anxiety, but this one felt nice. Safe. He got distracted by rearranging candy wrappers.*

“It’s n-not too cold?”

“…no. A bit numb on my face now but I don’t mind the cool I’m always pretty hot so it a nice contrast.” *He smiles a bit he has a pretty good smile for never going to a dentist except one slightly back tooth that’s missing*

“Is there anything you do mind?”

*He joked and crumped a wrapper, defeated by it. He stuck it in his pocket instead. He looked up to meet Hermes’ gaze.*

“You’re really strong…”

*He bit his lip, having spoken in too fond a voice.*

“I-I mean t-t-to get through fights a-and s-such. I… I wish I was a good f-fighter. Always wished that.”

*He blushes a bit it’s very noticeable it crawls up his face* “I don’t mind a lot no you get used to stuff then it doesn’t bother you anymore. I think you could fight! I mean even one can really.”

“Y-Yeah, I guess so. I think I’m just t-too tired for fighting. I get lightheaded. A-And I’d have to touch people.”

*He shrugged and shook it off.*

“It’s ok.”

“You can like wrap your hands up that’s what I do sometimes.” *He moves the ice bottle to a different eye* “lightheaded? Why?”

*His expression perked up with giddy excitement at that idea of wrapping. That was brilliant!*

“Hm? Oh… I… I d-don’t know. It’s just usually when I get up and walk around. Probably doesn’t d-do me good to stay sitting all the time, but…”

*In reality, eating only chocolate tends to do that to you. But perhaps sitting so much didn’t help either.*

“Hm yeah that can be bad for you…maybe one day we can like go on a walk together?”

“I… I’d like that a lot.”

*He swayed a little, blissful.*

“Ye-yeah?” *He clears his throat a bit* “That would be very cool! I know a cool park to visit!”

“A… park?… T-Tell me about it.”

*He did not want to share his fear of plants. He’d push through that fear if he could be with Hermes.*

“Yeah of course it’s nice and away from a lot of people cause the birds are angry but!” *He spins in a circle before he pulled out his wallet with a picture of him and some peaceful but pissed off looking swans* “I got them to like me! I’m good with animals!”

*He gasped and got close to the picture.*

“Wow! I mean… WOW.”

*He was no longer afraid, but focused on that excitement.*

“Yes! Turns out they had a nest and people kept walking to close to it so I just found another way in and brought them seeds some enough they didn’t think of me as a threat!” *Hermes looks so proud of himself in this photo*

*His eyes danced as he contemplated the grandiosity of Hermes’ success.*

“You are always good at getting through to people.”

“You think so?” *He smiles at that and puts up his photo* “To be honest not a lot of people like me call me weird and such…but it’s real nice being with you I feel like you understand.”

*He felt the very odd urge - to him, at least - to hug the boy. He didn’t, and simply held his own hands together.*

“That’s a shame, you really are a treat.”

*He smiled very warmly.*

“Y-You do? I… I enjoy being with you a l-lot. I… never really had a friend before… but you’re really special.”

“Really? I would expect you’d have some more friends.” *He knew Cain’s intverism but still he thought of him as so cool*

*He gave a nervous chuckle and shook his head.*

“N-No. N-Not at all. People a-aren’t like you. They’re… they’re v-vile. I can’t touch them… And besides, they think I’m… weird.”

“They suck. I’m sorry no one else has gotten to realize how amazing you are.”

“Gosh, you’re too nice. I know I don’t make it easy for people.”

“I don’t think it was hard to be your friend. Even if it was I’d get through it you deserve that.” *He smiles and sniffs a bit his nose had stopped bleeding*

“Deserve it?…”

*He perked up at the sniff and smiled. He was glad that Hermes was ok.*

“Yeah you deserve someone to try to be your friend stick with you no matter how bad it gets.”

*He couldn’t believe it.*

“Can… Can I give you a h-hug?”

*He nod and moves to him giving him a hug* “Of course!”

*He approached quickly and tapped at his chest eight times before hugging him, resting his head on his shoulder. He didn’t know why he felt safe to touch Hermes. But it was something he now craved.*

*He waits for Kilroy to do as he needed then hugs* “you are very nice to hug.” *he smiles broadly feeling Kilroys head on his shoulder*

*He relaxed into him, feeling ungodly tired. His body aching and tense. Hermes felt so soft that it highlighted all his pain. Pain… God! Kilroy, focus. Hermes was beaten. Be gentle and soft for him.*

“Are you bruised all over?”

“Nah just my face I’ll be alright besides I don’t mind cause I get to hug you. Makes it all better really.”

“If it makes you f-feel better, I won’t ever stop.”

*He squeezed him a little tighter. He reached up and tapped at Hermes’ jawline.*

*he blushes a bit at that* “I couldn’t ask you to do that…” *He winced a bit of pressure on some eyes but honestly he’d let him pop them out Hermes hated the damned things anyway never did him any good.*

*He cleared his throat and blinked hard as he continued tapping, angry at himself for not being able to stop. His other hand squeezed his back harder.*

“I’m s-sorry.”

“Eh I don’t mind…” *The pressure did make him panic a bit he wouldn’t deny that but it was fine he knows Cain and to be honest with himself he needed it it had been since Mark then he’d got a hug*

*He pressed his face harder against him, as he tapped more and more. He growled in frustration and released the hug, sitting back on his chair in fuming anger at himself.*

“God’s sake.”

*Hemes hands followed Cain for a moment before he put them to his sides…had he done something?* “I uh sorry if I did something yeah? Didn’t mean too.”

“No! Not at all! I promise!”

*He panicked, waving erratically and fervently to deny it.*

“I-It’s my stupid head! You’re perfect!”

“Oh your head.? I don’t mind the taps or pressure I can handle it really…” *He blushed at the perfect word*

*He held himself and rocked, so very disappointed in himself.*

“It’s s-so stupid. Very stupid. It m-makes no sense. You s-should mind. You s-should think I’m a freak! A b-bad person who… who…”

*He cut himself off and shook his head.*

*He moves closer to him* “but I don’t because to me you aren’t a bad person! I don’t care about the candy wrapping or the pokes and tones. I see you Kilroy! I see your amazing man and the need you have! I see a good in you that I never want to stop seeing.”

*He clutched his legs close and looked up at Hermes with big eyes. He sniffled and his eyes welled up.*

“You… You… T-Thank you.”

*Hermes blushes deeply he never ment to tell Cain that at all but well this seemed like the time as any* “No problem…”

*His tears dripped down and he looked down at his shaking hands.*

“A-A redo? I c-can give you a better hug. I won’t tap. I can’t. I shouldn’t.”

*He moves and gently wipes his tears* “I don’t need a better hug you just give me the same hug I don’t mind one bit.”

*He gave a weak smile, with a squeak. He stood and tried to more gently tap him. He hugged him tight, crying out loud. He hadn’t hugged in so long. And it hurt so much. But he wanted it. He wanted Hermes. He wanted to feel normal.*

“D-Don’t mind. Don’t mind. Don’t mind.”

*He held him close letting him cry and soak his hoodie* “Exactly I got you…I’m here with you I got you.”

“Y-You’re too n-nice!”

*He cried and shook.*

“Y-Your p-p-poor bruises.”

*He gently rubs his back Hermes smells a bit like vanilla* “I’ll be okay I promise you this feels nice.”

*He took a deep breath, incidentally getting that divine smell. He relaxed and sniffled, stopping his crying.*

“I w-want you to f-feel nice.”

“I do. I feel amazing when I’m with you you’re great you know?”

“You d-do?”

*He turned his head to look up at his face. The motion bouncing the locks of his mullet.*

*He nods he loved cans hair and eyes the pokes and slams he didn’t quite care what it was about Cain he just knew he love him…oh crap* “yeah…it’s just something about you.” *Hermes had to stop a frown coming to his face love never worked out for him like ever*

“Hm… I.. I really appreciate you bearing with m-me.”

*He hummed the response, oblivious to Hermes’ conflict.*

“I don’t know what has brought us t-together, b-but it really is… special.”

“Yeah of course I’d go anywhere with you do anything…special is right maybe it’s like the force of the universe” *Maybe if they stayed together to long a black hole would open up…take Cain away from him*

-Hermes

- The War Profiteer

Cain Kilroy

*He moves to the floor moving some candy wrapping around he sighed but doesn’t stop Cain’s work instead opting to just simply watch him…wait for him to notice*

“I hate electronics.”

“Gah!”

“Sorry. Wanted to see you.” *He noses was bloody and a few eyes where puffy and purple* “Why’d ya punch the thing?” *He points to the project he was working on*

*He blinked a few times and cleared his throat, tapping his legs again on the table.*

“A-Are you ok?”

“Angry. I messed it up.”

“Eh I’m okay how’d it get messed up? What was it meant to do?” *He was evermore curious on Cain than the first day they met.*

*He sighed, and tried to stand up.*

“It doesn’t matter!”

“I’m sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.”

*He took them all* “hey it’s okay…I don’t mind if you get upset don’t bother me at all.” *He wipes his face nose mostly and looks for a place to throw the tissues away*

*He bit his lip, stopping his verbal apologies, and leaving the words to reverberate with increasing strength in his head.*

“…You can drop it anywhere…”

*That made him chuckle a little, interrupting his thoughts. Strange. Nothing usually was strong enough to stop those.*

“It wouldn’t m-make a difference.”

*He tapped on a blueprint all rolled up and grabbed it to show the boy.*

“I’m m-making… trying to… make a w-wormhole.”

“Oh yeah! You were telling me about that!” *He scrambles up from the floor to get a better look* “so cool!”

“R-Really? You think s-so?”

*He beamed a smile, holding up the unfurled paper, which looked like it was practically bigger than his whole body.*

“T-Thank you. I… I think it’s c-c-cool… A-And I’m really sorry, again, f-for b-being m-m-mean. It w-won’t happen a-again. I p-promise.”

“Nah it’s all water under the bridge really no harm done.” *He opens all the eyes he could at the moment to look at the print*

*He tried to take deep breaths, and nodded, forcing himself to believe him.*

“Hm…maybe magnets? Like they have their own focus and force?”

*He paused, lowering the blueprint a little.*

“Interesting… Hey, you know your stuff.”

“Well… t-that sounds more impressive to me than going to school.”

*He gasped at the unexpected act.*

“W-Whoa.”

“What?” *he darts his eyes around the print* “Yeah you should try this when you get stumped it really helps the brain go*

"I... never t-thought of doing that."

“Yeah? Really I’d thought you’d think of that.” *he nods a bit and smiles it looks like a frown*

“Thank you…? I think. I don’t… do athletics. F-For a variety of reasons.”

*He looked down at his smile-frown.*

“Isn’t the blood rushing to your head n-now?”

“My blood goes odd…like my heart beats slower than normal so my blood moves slower. It’s pretty cool!”

“Oh… That… That is very cool. So, you can do that for a while? A-And this doesn’t hurt y-you?”

*He subconsciously closed the blueprint to kneel down to Hermes’ face, to be more intimate in their talking.*

*That made him wobble a bit but he held his eye fixed onto cain* “no…I don’t feel pain all that easily. Yeah I ca do this for a while.” * ‘he has very pretty eyes.,*

*He blinked slowly, wetting his already glistening, sparkling eyes.*

“That sounds scary… to not feel pain easily. You must push yourself a lot. Is that what happened with all… this..?”

*He gestured to the boy’s bruising and blood.*

“Yeah it’s manly people hating meta humans…I can’t really hide my eyes I hate them really I don’t have any cool powers! I’m just a white dude with eyes!”

“In this country? Being white is a power. Anyways. I think your eyes are cool. You can see a lot more.”

*He sat down. And rubbed his hand against Hermes’ cheek. It felt a little swollen with bruising. That made him sad.*

“I think I should get you ice for that.”

“O-Oh gosh!”

*He winced at the plummet and dug in the trash heaps for more tissues. He found another box of them and handed them to Hermes.*

“Here you are.”

*He gave a stupidly goofy grin. It looked as though smiling was out of practice.*

*He blushed and lowered his head into his propped up shirt collar. He rubbed his arm, to alleviate the tingly feeling Hermes gave him.*

“T-Thank you. I think you’re really nice.”

“It’s n-not too cold?”

“Is there anything you do mind?”

*He joked and crumped a wrapper, defeated by it. He stuck it in his pocket instead. He looked up to meet Hermes’ gaze.*

“You’re really strong…”

*He bit his lip, having spoken in too fond a voice.*

“I-I mean t-t-to get through fights a-and s-such. I… I wish I was a good f-fighter. Always wished that.”

“Y-Yeah, I guess so. I think I’m just t-too tired for fighting. I get lightheaded. A-And I’d have to touch people.”

*He shrugged and shook it off.*

“It’s ok.”

“You can like wrap your hands up that’s what I do sometimes.” *He moves the ice bottle to a different eye* “lightheaded? Why?”

*His expression perked up with giddy excitement at that idea of wrapping. That was brilliant!*

“Hm? Oh… I… I d-don’t know. It’s just usually when I get up and walk around. Probably doesn’t d-do me good to stay sitting all the time, but…”

*In reality, eating only chocolate tends to do that to you. But perhaps sitting so much didn’t help either.*

“Hm yeah that can be bad for you…maybe one day we can like go on a walk together?”

“I… I’d like that a lot.”

*He swayed a little, blissful.*

“Ye-yeah?” *He clears his throat a bit* “That would be very cool! I know a cool park to visit!”

“A… park?… T-Tell me about it.”

*He did not want to share his fear of plants. He’d push through that fear if he could be with Hermes.*

*He gasped and got close to the picture.*

“Wow! I mean… WOW.”

*He was no longer afraid, but focused on that excitement.*

*His eyes danced as he contemplated the grandiosity of Hermes’ success.*

“You are always good at getting through to people.”

“You think so?” *He smiles at that and puts up his photo* “To be honest not a lot of people like me call me weird and such…but it’s real nice being with you I feel like you understand.”

*He felt the very odd urge - to him, at least - to hug the boy. He didn’t, and simply held his own hands together.*

“That’s a shame, you really are a treat.”

*He smiled very warmly.*

“Y-You do? I… I enjoy being with you a l-lot. I… never really had a friend before… but you’re really special.”

“Really? I would expect you’d have some more friends.” *He knew Cain’s intverism but still he thought of him as so cool*

*He gave a nervous chuckle and shook his head.*

“N-No. N-Not at all. People a-aren’t like you. They’re… they’re v-vile. I can’t touch them… And besides, they think I’m… weird.”

“They suck. I’m sorry no one else has gotten to realize how amazing you are.”

“Gosh, you’re too nice. I know I don’t make it easy for people.”

“I don’t think it was hard to be your friend. Even if it was I’d get through it you deserve that.” *He smiles and sniffs a bit his nose had stopped bleeding*

“Deserve it?…”

*He perked up at the sniff and smiled. He was glad that Hermes was ok.*

“Yeah you deserve someone to try to be your friend stick with you no matter how bad it gets.”

*He couldn’t believe it.*

“Can… Can I give you a h-hug?”

*He nod and moves to him giving him a hug* “Of course!”

*He waits for Kilroy to do as he needed then hugs* “you are very nice to hug.” *he smiles broadly feeling Kilroys head on his shoulder*

“Are you bruised all over?”

“Nah just my face I’ll be alright besides I don’t mind cause I get to hug you. Makes it all better really.”

“If it makes you f-feel better, I won’t ever stop.”

*He squeezed him a little tighter. He reached up and tapped at Hermes’ jawline.*

*He cleared his throat and blinked hard as he continued tapping, angry at himself for not being able to stop. His other hand squeezed his back harder.*

“I’m s-sorry.”

*He pressed his face harder against him, as he tapped more and more. He growled in frustration and released the hug, sitting back on his chair in fuming anger at himself.*

“God’s sake.”

*Hemes hands followed Cain for a moment before he put them to his sides…had he done something?* “I uh sorry if I did something yeah? Didn’t mean too.”

“No! Not at all! I promise!”

*He panicked, waving erratically and fervently to deny it.*

“I-It’s my stupid head! You’re perfect!”

“Oh your head.? I don’t mind the taps or pressure I can handle it really…” *He blushed at the perfect word*

*He held himself and rocked, so very disappointed in himself.*

“It’s s-so stupid. Very stupid. It m-makes no sense. You s-should mind. You s-should think I’m a freak! A b-bad person who… who…”

*He cut himself off and shook his head.*

*He clutched his legs close and looked up at Hermes with big eyes. He sniffled and his eyes welled up.*

“You… You… T-Thank you.”

*Hermes blushes deeply he never ment to tell Cain that at all but well this seemed like the time as any* “No problem…”

*His tears dripped down and he looked down at his shaking hands.*

“A-A redo? I c-can give you a better hug. I won’t tap. I can’t. I shouldn’t.”

*He moves and gently wipes his tears* “I don’t need a better hug you just give me the same hug I don’t mind one bit.”

“D-Don’t mind. Don’t mind. Don’t mind.”

*He held him close letting him cry and soak his hoodie* “Exactly I got you…I’m here with you I got you.”

“Y-You’re too n-nice!”

*He cried and shook.*

“Y-Your p-p-poor bruises.”

*He gently rubs his back Hermes smells a bit like vanilla* “I’ll be okay I promise you this feels nice.”

*He took a deep breath, incidentally getting that divine smell. He relaxed and sniffled, stopping his crying.*

“I w-want you to f-feel nice.”

“I do. I feel amazing when I’m with you you’re great you know?”

“You d-do?”

*He turned his head to look up at his face. The motion bouncing the locks of his mullet.*

-Hermes

- The War Profiteer

Cain Kilroy

*He moves to the floor moving some candy wrapping around he sighed but doesn’t stop Cain’s work instead opting to just simply watch him…wait for him to notice*

“I hate electronics.”

“Gah!”

“Sorry. Wanted to see you.” *He noses was bloody and a few eyes where puffy and purple* “Why’d ya punch the thing?” *He points to the project he was working on*

*He blinked a few times and cleared his throat, tapping his legs again on the table.*

“A-Are you ok?”

“Angry. I messed it up.”

“Eh I’m okay how’d it get messed up? What was it meant to do?” *He was evermore curious on Cain than the first day they met.*

*He sighed, and tried to stand up.*

“It doesn’t matter!”

“I’m sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.”

*He took them all* “hey it’s okay…I don’t mind if you get upset don’t bother me at all.” *He wipes his face nose mostly and looks for a place to throw the tissues away*

*He bit his lip, stopping his verbal apologies, and leaving the words to reverberate with increasing strength in his head.*

“…You can drop it anywhere…”

*That made him chuckle a little, interrupting his thoughts. Strange. Nothing usually was strong enough to stop those.*

“It wouldn’t m-make a difference.”

*He tapped on a blueprint all rolled up and grabbed it to show the boy.*

“I’m m-making… trying to… make a w-wormhole.”

“Oh yeah! You were telling me about that!” *He scrambles up from the floor to get a better look* “so cool!”

“R-Really? You think s-so?”

*He beamed a smile, holding up the unfurled paper, which looked like it was practically bigger than his whole body.*

“T-Thank you. I… I think it’s c-c-cool… A-And I’m really sorry, again, f-for b-being m-m-mean. It w-won’t happen a-again. I p-promise.”

“Nah it’s all water under the bridge really no harm done.” *He opens all the eyes he could at the moment to look at the print*

*He tried to take deep breaths, and nodded, forcing himself to believe him.*

“Hm…maybe magnets? Like they have their own focus and force?”

*He paused, lowering the blueprint a little.*

“Interesting… Hey, you know your stuff.”

“Well… t-that sounds more impressive to me than going to school.”

*He gasped at the unexpected act.*

“W-Whoa.”

“What?” *he darts his eyes around the print* “Yeah you should try this when you get stumped it really helps the brain go*

"I... never t-thought of doing that."

“Yeah? Really I’d thought you’d think of that.” *he nods a bit and smiles it looks like a frown*

“Thank you…? I think. I don’t… do athletics. F-For a variety of reasons.”

*He looked down at his smile-frown.*

“Isn’t the blood rushing to your head n-now?”

“My blood goes odd…like my heart beats slower than normal so my blood moves slower. It’s pretty cool!”

“Oh… That… That is very cool. So, you can do that for a while? A-And this doesn’t hurt y-you?”

*He subconsciously closed the blueprint to kneel down to Hermes’ face, to be more intimate in their talking.*

*That made him wobble a bit but he held his eye fixed onto cain* “no…I don’t feel pain all that easily. Yeah I ca do this for a while.” * ‘he has very pretty eyes.,*

*He blinked slowly, wetting his already glistening, sparkling eyes.*

“That sounds scary… to not feel pain easily. You must push yourself a lot. Is that what happened with all… this..?”

*He gestured to the boy’s bruising and blood.*

“Yeah it’s manly people hating meta humans…I can’t really hide my eyes I hate them really I don’t have any cool powers! I’m just a white dude with eyes!”

“In this country? Being white is a power. Anyways. I think your eyes are cool. You can see a lot more.”

*He sat down. And rubbed his hand against Hermes’ cheek. It felt a little swollen with bruising. That made him sad.*

“I think I should get you ice for that.”

“O-Oh gosh!”

*He winced at the plummet and dug in the trash heaps for more tissues. He found another box of them and handed them to Hermes.*

“Here you are.”

*He gave a stupidly goofy grin. It looked as though smiling was out of practice.*

*He blushed and lowered his head into his propped up shirt collar. He rubbed his arm, to alleviate the tingly feeling Hermes gave him.*

“T-Thank you. I think you’re really nice.”

“It’s n-not too cold?”

“Is there anything you do mind?”

*He joked and crumped a wrapper, defeated by it. He stuck it in his pocket instead. He looked up to meet Hermes’ gaze.*

“You’re really strong…”

*He bit his lip, having spoken in too fond a voice.*

“I-I mean t-t-to get through fights a-and s-such. I… I wish I was a good f-fighter. Always wished that.”

“Y-Yeah, I guess so. I think I’m just t-too tired for fighting. I get lightheaded. A-And I’d have to touch people.”

*He shrugged and shook it off.*

“It’s ok.”

“You can like wrap your hands up that’s what I do sometimes.” *He moves the ice bottle to a different eye* “lightheaded? Why?”

*His expression perked up with giddy excitement at that idea of wrapping. That was brilliant!*

“Hm? Oh… I… I d-don’t know. It’s just usually when I get up and walk around. Probably doesn’t d-do me good to stay sitting all the time, but…”

*In reality, eating only chocolate tends to do that to you. But perhaps sitting so much didn’t help either.*

“Hm yeah that can be bad for you…maybe one day we can like go on a walk together?”

“I… I’d like that a lot.”

*He swayed a little, blissful.*

“Ye-yeah?” *He clears his throat a bit* “That would be very cool! I know a cool park to visit!”

“A… park?… T-Tell me about it.”

*He did not want to share his fear of plants. He’d push through that fear if he could be with Hermes.*

*He gasped and got close to the picture.*

“Wow! I mean… WOW.”

*He was no longer afraid, but focused on that excitement.*

*His eyes danced as he contemplated the grandiosity of Hermes’ success.*

“You are always good at getting through to people.”

“You think so?” *He smiles at that and puts up his photo* “To be honest not a lot of people like me call me weird and such…but it’s real nice being with you I feel like you understand.”

*He felt the very odd urge - to him, at least - to hug the boy. He didn’t, and simply held his own hands together.*

“That’s a shame, you really are a treat.”

*He smiled very warmly.*

“Y-You do? I… I enjoy being with you a l-lot. I… never really had a friend before… but you’re really special.”

“Really? I would expect you’d have some more friends.” *He knew Cain’s intverism but still he thought of him as so cool*

*He gave a nervous chuckle and shook his head.*

“N-No. N-Not at all. People a-aren’t like you. They’re… they’re v-vile. I can’t touch them… And besides, they think I’m… weird.”

“They suck. I’m sorry no one else has gotten to realize how amazing you are.”

“Gosh, you’re too nice. I know I don’t make it easy for people.”

“I don’t think it was hard to be your friend. Even if it was I’d get through it you deserve that.” *He smiles and sniffs a bit his nose had stopped bleeding*

“Deserve it?…”

*He perked up at the sniff and smiled. He was glad that Hermes was ok.*

“Yeah you deserve someone to try to be your friend stick with you no matter how bad it gets.”

*He couldn’t believe it.*

“Can… Can I give you a h-hug?”

*He nod and moves to him giving him a hug* “Of course!”

*He waits for Kilroy to do as he needed then hugs* “you are very nice to hug.” *he smiles broadly feeling Kilroys head on his shoulder*

“Are you bruised all over?”

“Nah just my face I’ll be alright besides I don’t mind cause I get to hug you. Makes it all better really.”

“If it makes you f-feel better, I won’t ever stop.”

*He squeezed him a little tighter. He reached up and tapped at Hermes’ jawline.*

*He cleared his throat and blinked hard as he continued tapping, angry at himself for not being able to stop. His other hand squeezed his back harder.*

“I’m s-sorry.”

*He pressed his face harder against him, as he tapped more and more. He growled in frustration and released the hug, sitting back on his chair in fuming anger at himself.*

“God’s sake.”

*Hemes hands followed Cain for a moment before he put them to his sides…had he done something?* “I uh sorry if I did something yeah? Didn’t mean too.”

“No! Not at all! I promise!”

*He panicked, waving erratically and fervently to deny it.*

“I-It’s my stupid head! You’re perfect!”

“Oh your head.? I don’t mind the taps or pressure I can handle it really…” *He blushed at the perfect word*

*He held himself and rocked, so very disappointed in himself.*

“It’s s-so stupid. Very stupid. It m-makes no sense. You s-should mind. You s-should think I’m a freak! A b-bad person who… who…”

*He cut himself off and shook his head.*

*He clutched his legs close and looked up at Hermes with big eyes. He sniffled and his eyes welled up.*

“You… You… T-Thank you.”

*Hermes blushes deeply he never ment to tell Cain that at all but well this seemed like the time as any* “No problem…”

*His tears dripped down and he looked down at his shaking hands.*

“A-A redo? I c-can give you a better hug. I won’t tap. I can’t. I shouldn’t.”

*He moves and gently wipes his tears* “I don’t need a better hug you just give me the same hug I don’t mind one bit.”

“D-Don’t mind. Don’t mind. Don’t mind.”

*He held him close letting him cry and soak his hoodie* “Exactly I got you…I’m here with you I got you.”

“Y-You’re too n-nice!”

*He cried and shook.*

“Y-Your p-p-poor bruises.”

*He gently rubs his back Hermes smells a bit like vanilla* “I’ll be okay I promise you this feels nice.”

*He took a deep breath, incidentally getting that divine smell. He relaxed and sniffled, stopping his crying.*

“I w-want you to f-feel nice.”

“I do. I feel amazing when I’m with you you’re great you know?”

ACHOO!

“Owie….”

Hic…

“WAHHHHH”

He squirmed, restless. His body hurt and he whined. His nose was gross and his diaper was dirty. Where was everybody? Popsie? Dadee? Anyone? Why did he feel so bad??

*Hermes rushed to him feels so guilty* “Oh Jesus Carpophores I’m so sorry here let’s get you all better okay?” *he was so tired this week he just fell asleep on the couch gosh*

He squirmed, coughing. It was still warm, which meant it was probably fresh, at least.

His nose was runny, too

*He used his sleeves to wipe his nose as he moved too the room to change him* “I’m so sorry my baby boy…”

“Wehhhh….”

He squirmed some more, coughing harder

“I know u know.” *He sat him down and changed him* “here I’ll get you some fresh clothes and we’ll get you a nice warm bath yeah?”

Another sneeze. He whined as boogers dribbled down his face

*He took out a wipe and wiped his nose* “There we go.” *He picks him up and moves to the bathroom turning the water on*

As Hermes got him ready, it felt like he seemed to be warm, but still was shaking like he had the chills

“Fever yeah? Don’t worry soon we’ll get some medicine okay.”

“Mmmmmmm!!!!”

*He nods and gets him undressed and gently puts him in the bath.*

He wriggles, starting to cry

“Just give it a minute okay? The water will help.”

“DADEEEEEEEEE!!!!”

He normally loved baths, but he was tired and hurting!

“…no bath?” *He sighs and moves getting him out and holding him close to his chest*

He didn’t know what he wanted! He just wanted the gross feeling to go away!!!