forum The World Walker ((one-on-one// fantasy-romance GaY//closed))

Started July 19, 2019 by @ElderGod-Carrots

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Micah stared at him, his mouth ooening and closing like a fish. "W-well I m-mean, just a c-couple gauzes and band-aid.

"Do you have any needle and thread?" Alex asked, knowing he was going to have to stitch up his shoulder.

"I-I don't know. M-my m-mom might." Micah said. He was sure he was in shock at this point. He wasn't sure what he was really doing, just respondijg to the other's questions

Alex nodded. That would do, "Great. Even if she doesn't the gauze should do for a short time," He sighed, standing form the pole, "Lead the way."

"W-wait, w-what?" They were going to his house? Was Micah really going to let a stranger into hos house?! One the one hand the man seemed very injured amd really shoukd go to a hospital, but on the other, he didn't know this person

Alex rolled his eyes, “You heard me right,” He sighed, “Look, once I’m patched up, I’ll go, I won’t bother you. I’ve got important things to do.” And if he didn’t get them done then his entire world would be in ruins.

"Uh~u-ummm." Micah stutter before turning and continuing to walk to the path to his home. He didnt bother to look behund him to see if the boy was following

Alex let out a tiny sigh of relief. As long as he was quick then that was all that mattered. His senses for slowly coming back to him now.

Micah's hand shook and he had a hard time unlocking the door. He opened it and set his keys on a hook. "Ummm, t-the bathroom is the s-second on the r-right." He muttered

“Are the medical supplies in there?” Alex asked, already heading towards where he said. He really didn’t have any manners.

Micah just stared after him. "U-uh, y-yes?" Where else would he keep his "medical supplies?" The small boy stumbled after the other

Alex nodded, finding the bathroom soon enough. He stripped his shirt off, wincing and setting it to one side. His shoulder had a deep gash, and the rest of his chest had other scrapes and bruises and scars littered across it.

Micah gagged at the wounds, turning away and clutching the mirror. He had a weak stomach. He hated the sight of blood. He had actually fainted one time

“If you don’t like it,” Alex mumbled, finding what he needed quickly and starting to patch up the wounds, “Leave.”

Micah quickly left the bathroom and sat down in the hall, rocjing himself. He was so confused. What was going on?!

Alex made sure to be as quick as possible. He knew he was in a time limit and the longer he took the more likely he was to fail.

Micah turned his head towards the bathroom door. Who was this person? Why did he let him in his house? What is going on?! He was very confused

After a few moments, Alex was done. It wasn’t the best job he’d ever done but it would do. He grabbed his shirt and walked out of the bathroom, ready to say something but it was then he realised who had helped him, “You. It’s you.”

"What?" Micah squeaked. His eyes were wide with fear. He had a terrible feeling in his gut about this person in front of him

“You’re who I was looking for,” Alex replied, keeping his distance for once, “I was too blinded to see it when we met. You have powers, correct?” He hoped the other knew he did.

"What?" Micah squeaked again. What was this person talking about? There had been soon coincidences he supposed, but power? That didn't exist

Alex narrowed his eyes before groaning and cursing in another language, “Don’t tell me you… three moons this is going to be harder then I though.”

"Three what? W-what are you t-talking about? Why a-are you s-still in my h-house?" Micah rambled on. He was confused and frightened.

Alex rubbed his face with one hand, “Okay, I know this is a lot, but I need you to trust me. Granted I get you don’t know me but I need your help.”

"T-trust you! Why would I trust you? You shouldn't be here! You have to go." Micah started panicking