"You're the child that the humans offered up to us," The god said, not looking down as he focused on walking.
"Amari!" Sarai called, turning to look up at the god to chide him. "Please, let me handle this." The god, who had supposedly never told a human his name, looked ashamed.
"Sorry, dear." Sarai sighed, turning back to Lumi. "You're going to be okay, dear."
"Offered up…?" Lumi repeated quietly, still very pale and nervous. He fidgeted with his hands a bit, their heart racing. They kept looking over their shoulder anxiously, and he wasn't entirely sure what to do. His life on earth wasn't great, of course, but this sort of thing was still very scary and shocking. Their eyes stung with tears as he looked back up at Sarai, biting his lip to keep it from quivering. "W-Why… why do you want me…? I'm not special… I'm just… I-I'm just a street rat…"
Street rat? That was probably why he had been chosen, then. Amari kept the thought to himself, though. By now the human world was almost gone from sight, the god walking through what looked like thin air. They were surrounded by golden-hued clouds, Amari and Sarai fitting right in with their robes.
"Now, there is plenty that is special about you," Sarai said softly, moving to sit at Lumi's side. She offered her arms to hug him, offering a small smile.
Lumi was visibly trembling by now, and his chest and throat felt very tight and uncomfortable. They rubbed at their eyes, and he hiccuped weakly, looking around until he noticed Sarai holding her arms open for them. He seemed confused and tentative at first; after all, they'd been on their own for a long time, and he was really touch starved. He couldn't remember ever having been hugged before. They hesitated before moving a bit closer, and paused once more until he eventually accepted the hug and buried their face in Sarai's shoulder.
Sarai pulled Lumi close, arms wrapping around him as she patted their back.
"You're going to be okay, dear," she murmured. She didn't let Lumi go as Amari continued to walk, looking up at her husband's face. He was watching them, thinking. He had hoped the humans would choose someone younger, or perhaps even willing to come, but was unsurprised they had taken a boy who didn't have anyone to care for them. It was always the same.
"We're almost home," the god announced, looking away from the two.
(I could always throw in another small child later if Amari decided he wanted more 👀)
Lumi clung tightly to Sarai, clearly anxious. He would get used to this home in time, of course, but for now it was pretty scary and sudden for them. They would surely enjoy having a nice, warm home to stay in once they were used to it. He sighed shakily, trying to calm himself down. It's fine… everything is fine. They don't seem to want to hurt me, from what I can tell? I don't have any choice anyway, so I need to stop being so stupid and dramatic.
"Things will go a lot slower once we get home," Sarai said, pressing her head gently against Lumi's as she held him. "You can have all the time you want to adjust, okay?" The woman offered a smile as she pushed her glasses up, moving her hand back down to pat Lumi's back. "And if you need anything, all you have to do is ask."
Amari didn't look down until they had come to the entrance of his home- a grand palace in the same shades as the clouds around them, a small patch of grass in front for him to step onto and walk into the entrance.
Lumi nodded and closed his eyes, looking a bit drained from all the stress and from the poor conditions he'd previously been living in. They kept quiet and as still as they could until they arrived at Amari's home, at which point he looked up weakly to see where he'd be staying from now on.
He had to admit that it was nice, and exponentially better than how they'd been living before. He looked up at Sarai nervously, their ears flattened back against their head.
(Bump)