You are 007N7---During the madness of this forsaken world. My bad if i make the pov or type odd! also, this is a very long read!

You ran for your life, dodging flying bricks and skidding your knees on solid pavement. C00lkidd, your adopted son chasing you with all his might. He was infected. Just like the others, you dodged trees and slid past other survivors. Running for your life, you pulled out your C00l GUI. Teleporting away quickly. Exhausted, you chugged a bloxy cola. Crying, you seen how bloody your knees were.

Elliot ran around, tossing his healing pizza and chugging bloxy colas like hes speedrunning diabetes. He looked for his boyfriend, 007N7. High and low, left and right, he looked everywhere.

"007N7, hubby, where are you buddy?"

He stopped as he seen them, crying softly on a bench, his knees torn open and his glasses askew. He looked pitifully at Elliot.

"Elliot... sniff please, help me..? hic"

Elliot sighed, pulling out a med kit, gauze wrap, neosporin, you know the deal. "It'll be okay hubby, just breathe. In, and out..."

007N7 winced as he felt the stinging of the neosporin on his knees. He was clearly slipping...

Elliot frowned. Making a mental note, 'get 007N7 to a doctor. His knees are really busted open...' "jeez dude, your knees are done for- hollup, hubby.. Are you regressed right now..?"

007N7 froze, he was so damn embarrassed! He thought he was save from Elliot knowing.. But knowing he couldnt say no, he nodded. A tear rolling down his cheek, glistening in the dim moonlight.

"mhm..."

Elliot asked, his parental tone soothing to 007N7's nerves,

"How old do ya feel buddy?"

In response, 007N7 pulled up 5 fingers. Still curled up on the bench, freezing cold, shivering.

Elliot took off his hoodie, giving it to 007N7. The familiar scent coaxing them to wear the hoodie. 007N7's paci in the hoodie's pocket, it was blue and red. Cute for a guy known for hacking and terrorizing bloxtown's pizza shop.