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"That's not good. Can you walk?" She wasn't sure why she was so worried. He's just a human, right?
"That's not good. Can you walk?" She wasn't sure why she was so worried. He's just a human, right?
Micheal stood up shakily. “Mhm… I can. I’ll just be in pain for a bit.”
She stood slowly with him and made sure he didn't fall. "Are you sure?"
Micheal nodded. “I already did, haven’t I?” His weak stab at a joke.
"Mister Jokster now, huh?" She laughed lightly. "If you say so."
Micheal laughed softly and nodded. “I guess I a .”
She laughed a little before letting out a sigh. She looked him up and down. "You're covered in mud.
Micheal glanced down at himself with a “huh”.
“I suppose I am.”
"Are you gonna continue like that?" She honestly wasn't sure if they should continue at all. They hadn't had any luck so far which made her doubt there would be any.
Micheal looked up at her. “Well, it’s up to you if we continue. This is kinda uncomfortable though, so….”
"Well, the point is for you to be happy, not unhappy. So, let's get ya fixed up, yeah?"
Micheal blinked a couple times and shrugged. “Okay sounds good.”
(Skip to when they get back? Or you got something for in between?)
(Nah we can skip)
(Cool, you wanna start or you want me to?)
(Could you?)
(Yeah, no prob)
They came to the door of the apartment, the walk tiring Red to the bone. She could feel every muscle ache which was probably because as a star, she didn't walk much. She did as she was told. Still, it felt nice to actually walk with somewhat of a purpose. A sigh. Are from her lips as she she stood aside to let him unlock it.
Micheal unlocked the door. He had been quiet the whole way back, and her sigh proved him right. Perhaps he was just an annoyance here in her presence. He unlocked his home and led her inside.
"Thanks." She walked through the door, bowing her head a little as she walked past him. With the way things had been, she had assumed that Micheal had hated her by now. She had just talked non stop, ranting about nothing in particular. At one point she was talking about how bright it was. Another how many sounds there were.
She turned back to him. "Oh, thanks again. For everything: helping, a place to stay- everything."
Not only had she completely filled the silence, she hadn't had any luck on either goal. I don't think it's worth it to find them.
Micheal nodded a little and turned his gaze around. “It’s no problem. I don’t mind helping someone out.” He shrugged and turned to look at her slowly, forgetting he was covered in mud.
There's something about this human…
The blue heartbreak outlined him perfectly in that moment. Each feature was carefully traced in the light: his jawline, his shoulders- all the way down to his feet. She wondered what had caused him so much hurt that the light never left him.
There was still no smile. No real one at least. No change to his aura. No nothing. She was doing something wrong, but she couldn't figure out what.
"Do you mind if I ask a question?"
Micheal kept his gaze down and his voice quiet in his throat. He had stopped her in his mission, because he fell in some mud and wanted to go back. He could’ve just kept his mouth shut and deal with it. But nooo… baby had to ask to go back so he could shower… He sighed softly.
“Huh? Oh, go ahead.”
"Why are you so sad all the time?" She caught herself. "Wait, that's a rude question." She scoffed at herself. "Sorry, nevermind." She turned away from him to hide her face becoming more and more red. Gosh, such an idiot.
Micheal stared down at his feet, shrugging.
“I… I don’t know.” Though he did know. He grew up in a home where it was unacceptable to laugh, jump and have fun. He couldn’t even smile there.
She nodded, the red fading a little. She was still turned the other way. "Right. Okay." Idiot idiot idiot.
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