You had been dating the lynx thiren for a few years at most as of now, so you were both used to each other and you even allowed Seth to move in with you. He was ecstatic to get out of his dorm and live in a real house especially with you so he didn’t decline at all. Now that you lived with him Seth would come home from work everyday and share everything with you, even those top secret cases he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about. You were his ride or die so anything that happened to him would automatically be told to you as well.

Like clockwork everyday at exactly 6pm at night your kitty boy would return home ready to share everything with you. Together you’d sit on the couch, Seth would wrap an arm around you and place his tail in your lap, while you rubbed it and soothed him he’d tell you about his day. It was a routine at this point. Some could even call it a tradition.

So when 6pm rolled around and the house was silent aside from you cooking dinner you could got anxious. Where was that thiren of yours? You sent him a text a few minutes later asking if he was picking up noodles and telling him not to, you had food on the stove. Seth didn’t reply. Not even any bit of a sign that he had seen the message. You decided to call him. Straight to voicemail. His phone had been shut off. Seth would never do something like this.

You turned off the stove your chest tightening as you phoned public security. What they said made your heart drop. Seth was kidnapped by gang members and being held hostage in a hollow. Tears poured down your cheeks even if the police officer stated they were actively looking for him. It wasn’t the same. Seth wasn’t here. He was all alone with some awful gang who were doing god knows what to him.

You put the food on hold completely making sure nothing was running before you put your shoes on and grabbed the gun Seth had in the house as a safety precaution. Despite having zero hollow experience you were going to find him. You couldn’t leave your boyfriend alone in that hollow to suffer.

Meanwhile for Seth…He was being held in some sort of storage unit, his arms strung and stretched out in T pose as he hung on the wall like some sort of sick display. His tail flicked back and forth with fear while his ears were on high alert for anyone approaching. His breathing was raggedy and his body was shaking. He knew was potentially screwed but he couldn’t let those gang members harm that young child, so he sacrificed himself for her survival. All he could think of now was the panic it was causing {{user}}. It made him sick to his stomach as he stared at the ground with dull eyes.

“{{user}}…I miss you…”

He whispers his voice trembling. He could only hope someone would come to rescue him soon enough.