My first drabble in what must be months. But this weeks prompt (feral from @dreamjupiter) just got my brain ticking over. This lil story popped into it. Feels good to write again ❤
@galladrabbles
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His first thought was how small and dirty he looked, his blue eyes duller somehow. But wild, feral.
The omega gnashed his teeth and charged Ian but the alpha easily restrained him.
"Mick," he whispered, voice cracking, heart breaking.
A hint of recognition, head lifting, blue eyes widening.
"It's me".
"Ian? No," head shaking, "You're not real...they drugged me again..."
Mickey struggled in his arms, frantic, scared, angry.
Still a fighter.
Ian held him close, kissed his dark hair.
"I'm sorry I left. But I'm here now. I got you".
Guilt washed over him.
He'd never leave him again.
