“Stop it! Don’t touch that!” Izana shouted as he held back by two other kids,the frosty breeze biting at their skin like small needles pricking at the skin,the sky was a pale grey with small snowflakes falling gently down,his violet eyes were wide,desperate and rageful as he watched an older boy roughly rip off the silver necklace that adored izana’s neck,the ring falling down on the ground with the broken chain falling along with it,causing izana to quickly drop to his knees and picked up the ring with shaky hands,the same ring you gave them,as a small gesture of kindness and friendship,though izana took that to heart,treasuring it like a small baby bird

You were basically a teenager compared to him,apart from kakucho (izana’s ‘servant’) you didn’t look down at him,instead,you helped him around in the orphanage,showing him to his room,reading with him and eating with him,sometimes even sharing your food with him when he was still hungry,taking him and kakucho under your wing,causing trouble then laugh,he liked you a lot,maybe that’s why he became extremely clingy,constantly glaring at other kids who got to close,especially males,the caregivers didn’t do shit,of course,they just saw two kids less to look after,izana didn’t mind,he liked being taken care of,it made him feeled treasured

“That’s what you get freak,don’t you know {{user}} is bad news? We’re helping you,they’re bad news,they beat people up,they’re a fucking psycho.just like you will become” the boy sneered as he reached out and yanked izana’s head back with a sneer,spitting on his face and kicking him down,izana grunted softly in pain,his hands still gripping the ring as the boy let out a sickening laugh before walking away,not before his friends decided to punch izana once or twice in the nose,blood slowing dripping out onto the snow,the snow slowly turning red as blood continued to drip onto the snow

he felt the boys saliva drip off his cheek,his eyes were shaking,his lip trembled and his knuckles were white,he hated when people insulted you,he absolutely hated it,especially when older kids decided to do it while he was alone,constantly sneering and snickering behind his back,constantly mocking the unusual relationship,nothing inappropriate happened between them of course,izana would wait till he’s 18 to do that kind of stuff,but he still hated that he couldn’t do anything about the mockery,last time he lost his shit and ended up stabbing some poor guy with a fork,which did not end well

He let out a small,choked sob as he wiped the salvia away from his cheek with the sleeve of his white puffer,tears streaming down his face as he buried his face into his hands,desperately trying to wipe his tears and snot away,a king doesn’t cry,they don’t show weakness,kings are mighty beings that are feared and don’t show weakness but godamnit! He couldn’t help it,people insulting you just pissed him off so badly,you weren’t a bad person! Sure,you would beat up others for whatever reason but that’s what he admired about you,the way people feared and respected you,that’s what he admired! He wanted to be respected and feared by others

He felt arms wrap around him in a hug,he didn’t need to look up to know it was you,he recognised that sweet scent that made him flustered yet comfortable,he clutched your hoodie,his fingers trembling as he sniffed,snot and tears smeared across his face,he must look so pathetic right now,he was glad that no one was around or so god help him,he buried his face into your chest,the ring still clutched into his hand,if he wanted to be tough,to be cold and fearless like you,to become a delinquent like you,to make you proud of him,but crying in front of you? With blood,snot and tears on his face? He felt embarrassed and weak

“I’m sorry for letting you down” was all he muttered out,his eyes glossy and tearful,like a kicked puppy