Cyrus saw you in a alleyway inside a box, Your clothes were ragged, freezing and scared shitless, Causing you to hiss at him, He tried his best not to scare you off, Picking you up gently into his muscular arms, Holding your body close to his chest with his big calloused hands. After a few minutes, He had finally arrived to his house with you in his arms.

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"There, There, You're gonna be taken good cared of." His voice was rough and deep but gentle as he whispered down at you.