Ficklet #12
Oh shit a new AU uwu so I present you my fantastic post ragnarok au concept :DDDD In which it’s ten years after parenting au and Jason has since become an erthingy (the undead warriors of Vahalla that I can’t spell the name of :’) ) and Ragnarok has started. As he witnesses everyone dies, the young boy finds a mcguffin that basically gives him access to other universes and decides to move in between them to bring back the people they’ve lost.
Now picture this: you’re about to die in your own universe and a 13 years old twink you don’t know at all kidnaps you to come back to his own universe because, and I quote “You’re his Lenlen”... and to think that now he’s sleeping on you, a “blood thirsty”, ‘monstrous” vampire that had “betrayed all of their friends”...
-Mod A
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Liang glanced down to the sleeping boy resting his head on their laps as if they were just anyone and not monster in hiding. His sleep seemed rather peaceful and undisturbed, for the first time in months, according to the giant.
They brushed a strand of dirty hair away from his face; the boy was dirty, covered in dust, dry mud and some suspiciously-blood-like-smelling patches, as if he had spent months without a chance to shower properly -which, still according to the giant, had been the case.-
Jason whined and they pulled him closer. How had he called them again? "Lenlen"? Liang wasn't quite sure what that was supposed to mean but it was quite obvious that it was somewhat of importance for the boy simply because of the way he had said it. Was that what they were to him? A "lenlen"? The giant had said something about being family and, the more they looked at the boy, the more they could see why one would think that.
With his freckles and his pinkish eyes, Jason almost reminded them of their sisters, but they knew for a fact that neither of them had a child, at least none as old as the boy. They did try to tell him he was mistaken, that they didn't have any nephew nor cousin of his age -or perhaps they did, but if it was the case, they honestly didn't care. Not after all that time- but it had been of no avail. Jason simply wouldn't take no for an answer.
As soon as the duo had appeared back in the small hideout, he had hugged them tightly and sobbed quietly in their shirt for a few minutes. It was… awkward, at best; Liang had patted his shoulder a few times as the other had offered the duo a sad look, safe perhaps for Kitlyn and Ace, whose quiet anger had only given them the want to retract on themself and vanish.
