❛ * please stay. ❜
❛ CERBERUS , ❜
the doctor hesitates. something like guilt twists in his spine , creeping up the vertebrae slowly. he fumbles with his hands , unable to look the beast of his creation directly in the eyes. he had never done well with the puppy eyes the creature gave him.
❛ … you know i can’t. i-i— i have work. you know i have work… ❜ he trails off , looking up at the blaster with conflicted eyes. how could he resist that face? ❛ i’m sorry , my friend. ❜ he had to hold himself together. he was the royal scientist , FOR DELTA’S SAKE! he couldn’t just call into work over this. with a look to his sons , across the room , curled up safe and quiet on the sofa , he dons his labcoat and gives cerberus one last wary smile.
❛ please protect them , cerberus. ❜
and he’s gone , slipping out the door , a phantom into the early morning. the door closes with a definitive click.
hours pass , and it does not open again.
two word starters / @shackledhound
