𝑃𝐴𝑃𝐴𝑅𝐴𝑍𝑍𝐼 .ᐣ

you will never be clean from sin. rotten children don't deserve heaven. there is no god who could give you your purity back.

with another purr its eyes flutter back open. looking down at him, usually they are lifeless and cold. today, they hold warmth, thoughts. it's not the wendigo blinking down at him from behind long eyelashes, it's its human. nudging his hands gently with its snout.

yeah. do it.

another purr rumbles out from behind its ribcage, leaning into the touch. golden eyes fluttering shut as it does.

right, exactly. bite me.

swerving left and right to see his reaction, he’s holding his arm tightly around his waist and driving with the other.

i would never.

when’s the last time you saw me cry.

do it.

the praise draws a low rumble out of its chest; a content purr as it watches him work. looking down at him, head slightly tipped to the side. even sitting with its legs tucked in, it still towers over him.

i didn't know you wanted to be a girl so badly.

the whole " cancel halloween ' thing ?

you won’t have to ask me twice.

are you ashamed of me :(

she wants it, so. . .

sighs. the jacket isn’t for warmth, it’s for protection. but fine— he’s gonna be more careful anyway. puts the jacket back on, soon revving the engine and they’re off.