Keep You
He tensed up, then tilted his head to the side as though that would make it more comfortable. He considered moving up his hand, trying to get the other’s out of his face, but he couldn’t. “Uhm… Thank you.” He answered nervously. “But… I can’t stay, really. I have to… go, I think. Kind of soon?” He felt nervous, and he thought he had a good reason to. He was on the run after all….
Baby smiled and cupped his face in both his hands now. "Don' worry, kid. I ain't gonna hurt ye. Ye don't need te be nervous for nothin', kay? 'M just gonna make ye feel nice when ye're 'round me. Make ye feel happy, wanted, all warm in yer tummy." He smiled, his fingers moving back into the boy's hair.
"Why don't ye come upstairs wiv me. 'S quieter there. Can get ye calm there."











