ccobin
had no ine else ti go to
help
— @trivial--tycoon 🪻
Uh oh!
Are you alright, hun?
What's the matter?
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ccobin
had no ine else ti go to
help
— @trivial--tycoon 🪻
Uh oh!
Are you alright, hun?
What's the matter?
( no crimes / never caught au )
vick wakes up feeling small.
ever since he quit his job as the bet and forgive showrunner, it’s been happening a lot. cobyn says it’s a trauma response, his brain trying to cope after years of nonstop exposure to gore and death, but vick doesn’t like it. he hates not feeling in control of his own brain, which can end up making him a little… fussy.
and when cobyn doesn’t wake up beside him? oh, oh! jail for papa! jail for one thousand years!
if he weren’t so small, he’d be able to recognise that they’re probably just downstairs making breakfast. too bad his brain feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton.
so what does he do when faced with this situation, you ask? cry out for him. loudly.
— @trivial--tycoon 🪻
[Cobyn had been making eggs for Vick downstairs, humming a tune as he moved around the kitchen– until Vick decided to make sure they knew he was awake.]
"Uh oh– looks like somebody's up." [He chuckled a little, turning the heat down on the stove.]
[He quickly walked upstairs and went to Vick's room, opening the door with a soft smile. He was still in his pajamas.]
"Hey there, baby. Good mornin'!"
"I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere."
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