Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140309213745

Hesitantly, he pulled her slightly closer. She evoked a feeling of...comfort, almost. Serenity. All of his rage and spite, the anger and hatred held at bay was replaced by contentment, a sense of belonging. Not familial, but more...he wasn't sure. Personal, as if only towards her. Nox didn't know much else, but he did know that he didn't want this feeling to leave him. Not for awhile.

Tears trickled down his shoulder, the moisture sinking into the fabric of his jacket. The broken teen lifted a shaking hand, and gently placed it on the back of her head, cradling her close to him. She was crying, and he didn't know why.

"I..." He hesitated, and took a breath. "I think...this is what I'm supposed to do...."