Daemon wrapped his arms around Marco's thin frame and held him, burying his face against Marco's neck, he let out a faint sigh. "I'm so glad you're okay Marco. I didn't know if you would ever wake up again," he mumbled, giving him a gentle squeeze. Marco seemed so fragile right then- breakable like glass. He then pulled back a little and smiled at Marco. He kissed his fore head. "You're okay now, though. I'll help you get better," he said, meaning it. He hated seeing Marco so... helpless-looking.
Shadow crawled froward on her paws, whining slightly, and put her head on his knee, giving him the puppy eyes straight up close, and then she raised her forepaws and put them over her face and peered up from under her little puppy paws. It was utterly adorable.












































