@ElderGod-Icefire
He nodded, and quickly wrote out a message, tacking it to the fridge. "There."
He nodded, and quickly wrote out a message, tacking it to the fridge. "There."
He nods and walls to the door and opening it for the other. "Follow me then." He smiles warmly.
He followed Victor quietly.
Victor guided him into the car and drove them quietly. He took various routes to make sure they weren't being followed before making it to what looked like a very quaint house out in the country area.
Jared was quiet, curling up in the passenger seat with his book held in his arms.
Victor turns his attention to the other and inhaled softly. "Alright. We're here. Are you hungry? I can make some lunch?"
Jared shrugged faintly, glancing up at Victor. It was obvious he was a bit more traumatized than he had let on.
He nods slowly before moving to let Jared out of the car. He offers his hand to the other. He knew Jared was traumatized. The poor man had almost just been killed.
Jared took Victor's hand, biting his lip faintly.
He gently holds his hand and guides him into the house. It was rather cute and comfortable. It had a gentle vibe to it. He slowly released Jared's hands before smiling. "Here we are. Home sweet home. I'll show you to the guest room."
He looked around quietly, nodding a little bit. "Okay. Thank you, Victor." He said softly.
"Of course." His eyes were warm and filled with gentle compassion. He led Jared down the stairs and into the basement area. "What do you think?" The room was warm and comfortable. It had a nice queen sized bed, a closet, another door that lead to a bathroom, a tv, a bookshelf, and a few other things that could keep Jared busy for a while. "Please, make yourself at home."
Jared looked around quietly, setting his book on the bed. "Thank you." He said quietly. "I know that this…this wasn't in your job description, I…"
"Hey, hey. Easy. It's alright. My job is to protect you. Any means necessary." He chuckles softly. "You're welcome here for as long as you need." He gently set a hand on Jared shoulder and smiled a little bit.
He looked up at Victor. "I…I just don't…I don't mean to intrude on you or…or anything, I…"
He shook his head gently and offered a small smile. "You're not intruding, I promise." He eases gently. "You're welcome here for as long as you need." His voice was soothing and soft.
He was still obviously anxious and off balance, but he nodded a little. "Thank you." He whispered.
He nods and smiles warmly, his eyes soft. "Of course." He chuckles and gazes at the other. "What would you like for dinner?" He asks curiously.
"I, uhm, don't have a preference." He replied, fidgeting a little bit.
He nods slowly and offers a gentle smile. "I promise you're safe here. Are you allergic to anything, Jared?" he asks gently.
He shook his head. "No. I've got… seasonal allergies but that's… different." He said slowly.
He nods and smiles a little bit. "Alright." He rubbed his shoulder. "Please, just relax and make yourself at home."
He nodded faintly, trying to relax but finding it really hard.
He smiled a little bit and left the room before moving to the kitchen. He starts on dinner, humming softly to himself.
He sat down on the bed, chewing on his lip faintly.
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