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Well well well.

“If it isn’t the little killer.”

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“I like when you smile.”

“Huh?”

Aiden paused mid-sentence as Ven spoke, taking a moment to realize what the other was saying. Warmth gathered in his cheeks, and suddenly the hunter had completely forgotten about what he was talking about; train of thought derailed.

“Oh, ah..” Suddenly feeling shy, Aiden tilted his head down, avoiding his gaze to hide from the teasing look he might get.

“Thanks..?”

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"But hot chocolate! Marshmellows! Big mugs!" He's whining while rolling around at the edge of her bed.

“Cold.” Was her only response as she pulled the blankets up over her head, refusing to move from the comfort and warmth.

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Fragments littered the area, broken twigs and branches along with ruined ground and more. He honestly wasn’t sure how long he’d been trapped there as the chains constricted around him and tearing into his flesh restrained him. Constricted around the rocks and the overgrowth around him, he was a trapped animal in a limp frame that was trapped to the ground. The spikes running through the chains embedded into the ground and the dried blood that accompanied his unhealthy frame.

His helmet was in shattered fragments, the metal jaw guard all that remained as he could feel the blood that still dripped from his neck as the chains constricted around his throat, making any breath a raspy wheeze, it hurt just to swallow at this rate as tired red eyes scanned the area once more before he slowly closed his eyes. Trapped, he had known when Xehanort had died, because it was the first time in his entire existence that he was finally in control of himself. He was able to move his body of his own will but only to soon be trapped under the master’s cruel will should anything happen, the passing darkness before it all faded.

And instead now he laid there, frame shackled to the very earth he desired to walk upon and simply experience it. Freedom...was a bitch. Instead he slowly laid his head down once more hours of fruitless struggling made the chains only more tangled around him as he slowly closed his eyes and let the noises simply calm what nerves he had remaining at this rate.

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