Sebastian's eyes instantly started glowing when he was just about to use the needle. He grabbed the man's arm to stop him.
"Please do not disturb my master."
His voice held a slight snarl. He was clearly upset, confused, angry... It was all perfectly understandable. He wasn't willing to lose his master, who was the only one he cared for in this world other than Pluto.
No, his master would survive this... He had to.
"If you'll please leave I'm sure I can save him."
His glowing eyes were narrow as he resulted to forcing them from the room and locking the door to keep them out. His breaths got caught in his throat as he tried to take them. But, no, he wouldn't cry. Demon's didn't cry... He had no reason to cry anyway, his master would wake up. He had to. If the boy died then he would cry, of course he would...
No, his master wasn't dead.
Sebastian did everything in his demonic powers to eliminate (or at least reduce) the crack in his skull and the pain, doing all he could to try and wake his master up.
He had to wake up...
He ignored the vices of the nurses who were trying to coax him into opening the door again, not listening to any of them. He was insisiting that his master was fine and that he would wake at any moment and be alright.
This was his master, his meal, his soul, his heart, his life...
This boy was everything to him and Sebastian wasn't prepared to lose him.
"Come on, master. You shouldn't sleep so late in the day, it's bad for you... You should wake up now."
He spoke, gently stroking the boy's hair as he prayed he would wake.
"You have to wake up..."
---
Alos eyes widened.
"W-What..?"
He choked. He shouted that he was lying. Lies, lies, lies! More damn lies! But slowly, he realised Timber was being truthful and looked to be in shock, choking on tears. He fell silent. He didn't know what to say...
"Please do not disturb my master."
His voice held a slight snarl. He was clearly upset, confused, angry... It was all perfectly understandable. He wasn't willing to lose his master, who was the only one he cared for in this world other than Pluto.
No, his master would survive this... He had to.
"If you'll please leave I'm sure I can save him."
His glowing eyes were narrow as he resulted to forcing them from the room and locking the door to keep them out. His breaths got caught in his throat as he tried to take them. But, no, he wouldn't cry. Demon's didn't cry... He had no reason to cry anyway, his master would wake up. He had to. If the boy died then he would cry, of course he would...
No, his master wasn't dead.
Sebastian did everything in his demonic powers to eliminate (or at least reduce) the crack in his skull and the pain, doing all he could to try and wake his master up.
He had to wake up...
He ignored the vices of the nurses who were trying to coax him into opening the door again, not listening to any of them. He was insisiting that his master was fine and that he would wake at any moment and be alright.
This was his master, his meal, his soul, his heart, his life...
This boy was everything to him and Sebastian wasn't prepared to lose him.
"Come on, master. You shouldn't sleep so late in the day, it's bad for you... You should wake up now."
He spoke, gently stroking the boy's hair as he prayed he would wake.
"You have to wake up..."
---
Alos eyes widened.
"W-What..?"
He choked. He shouted that he was lying. Lies, lies, lies! More damn lies! But slowly, he realised Timber was being truthful and looked to be in shock, choking on tears. He fell silent. He didn't know what to say...


