Fluffuary 2026 - Day 24 - Holding hands/ZoeyBaby
Honestly, he wasn’t expecting anything from her.
Baby was never really comfortable with physical touch to begin with. Being stuck in the demon world for so long, he gotten used to being closed off and reserved, kept everything to himself and acted as if he cared for nothing because demons had more important things to worry about.
So when Zoey placed her hand on top of his
He was definitely taken aback.
And he almost pulled away by instinct
But…
…something inside him refrained him from doing so.
Maybe it was her thumb gently brushing against his knuckles. He noticed her pale skin was smooth and soft compared to his purple patterned one, which was rough and dry.
Or the rings that adorned nearly every finger of hers, glistening like the stars in the night sky
Or even the scars that covered her hands, with some being light scratches while others were deep cuts, a reminder of every battle she fought.
Baby wanted to feel repulsed, he wanted to feel disgusted (believe me, he tried), because what kind of demon lets a hunter hold their hand?
What kind of demon lets a hunter see them at their weakest point?
But instead…
…he felt something he never felt before.
He felt safe.
He intertwined his fingers with hers, clinging onto the warmth for it grounded him more than anything else.
And when he turn to look at her, his heart suddenly pulsed up.
Maybe it was the way the moon illuminated her face, the way it made her look like an angel, the way it made her eyes sparkle effortlessly.
Or maybe it was the soft hum that escaped her lips, the soothing tune carried out by the gentle breeze.
But when Zoey flashed him that beautiful smile of hers
That goddamn smile…
He couldn’t explain…
What was going on with him…
Or maybe…
Deep down…
Somewhere in his heart…
He knew exactly how he was feeling.
