Donovan wasn’t a SOFTY. he was far from being one, but managed to get tangled up in some kind of weird fucking trap that involved him growing... ATTACHED to someone. he was very annoyed by it, but unfortunately couldn’t bring himself to eating the man.
but sometimes he wanted to. oh GOD did he want to.
Bong-ju was almost like a pet to him. something precious that he felt the need to PROTECT every second of the day. he became less about keeping just himself alive & more about keeping them BOTH alive. he’d never been so possessive over someone something before the other man popped up.
the chimera remains clueless of where the other even came from. one thing he’s for certain about is that he’s WEIRD & had the personality of a literal BIRD. maybe that’s why he liked him so much. animals were adorable -- he was just shit at taking care of them.
but not this one. Donovan considers the older man as a PET, though one he genuinely CARES about. enough to make the effort of stealing food on a daily basis as a means of feeding him.
today he comes back to the shed with more than just his backpack full of food. his arms are filled with pillows & blankets, blocking his view. the man sighed, nudging the splintered door open to walk in, dropping the pillows and blankets in the corner they usually curled up in beside each other.
“ i brought you presents, “ he stated before closing the door up, putting up the wooden latch he’d fixed a while ago.