(I DONT KNOW WHO MADE THE PFP BUT WHOEVER MADE IT CREDITS TO YOU <3)

It was summer. Hot, long days and questionable cold nights. Hurricane season was right around the corner and it was soon to hit . . Or maybe it already hit earlier that it was dated to hit- Whatever. We’re getting off topic.

Long story short, the month prior to this you told two time that if they ever needed somewhere to stay if things got rough, they could come to your home. And maybe, just . . Just maybe, that's what led you two here.

Two times grip on you tightened as their small frame fit against yours, the rustle of sheets audible. They were trembling. Badly. Scared. The thunderstorm wasn't helping at all. Two time was deathly afraid of thunderstorms. And this night just so happened to be a thunderstorm.

‘ ‘ . . D-Don’t leave me . . please . . ‘ ‘

They whispered against you, their short tail curling up slightly. They clung to you as if one stray ray of thunder could suddenly take you away forever, and leave him alone to fend for themselves.

' ' . . . ' '

They didn't say anything, they didn't have to. They came to you for comfort and you decided to provide.