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Umbreon: *walks in, takes a drink from the tender then takes your drink away* alright kid that's enough for tonight.

*he would look up at you and give you a smile* heeEEyy umbreon! Whot are yew doin ‘ere? *he would point at you then look back at the bartender, who isn’t paying attentuon* dis is my umbreon, yeah? Gotta luv the guy *he would laugh a bit and snort*
(Very heavy British accent)

U: alright mate... That's enough. Tender! Get this guy some icewater.

Bartender: gladly. He’s been buyin’ rounds all night and talkin my ear off
Daniel: pffft, bloody nonsense. I’ve only been here, wot, 20 minutes?
Bartender: three hours *he would put the water glass down on the bar in front of them* not to mention yesterday night too

U: god.. I'd expect this from myself but at least I function. *sits*

Bartender: *he shrugs* he was going on about somethin’, but I usually just tune ‘im out
Daniel: I’m not bloody drunk! I’m just a bit *hic* tipsy is all *his eyes are a bit droopy and he holds up one finger*

U: lord... Ill drive him home.

Bartender: *he would nod and go back to serving other people at the bar*
Daniel: no, I think I could stay a little longer *his speech is more slurred, almost sounding like one long word*

U: no. I'm taking you home. *picks him up*
(Wanna maybe do romance?)

(Si si si si)
*he would lean his head back, groaning and muttering to himself*
Bartender: you two have a good night

U: oi! I'm not that gay... Right?

*the bartender shrugs* I dunno, are you? *he would chuckle* have a good night either way

U: heh. *takes the drunk fool to his car*

*he would be leaning against him, mumbling something about a fish* iputthefishimthemicrowaveinthelastyesterdaytommorrow

U: ok man. whatever you say... *puts them in U's car, then starts driving*

*he would lean against the window, watching the cars go by, in a slight daze*

U: *they get to U's house*

*he would wake up when the car stops. He rubs his eyes, unbuckling his seatbelt and stumbling out of the car*

U: *catches him* uh uh. youre coming with me.

*he would groan a bit, his speaking slurred together* yew can’t make me

U: *picks him up like a child*

-! ‘Ey! Im not a bloody child! *he would try to push you away, wriggling to try to get free*

U: ugh...*drops him*

*he grunts, landing on the ground and frowning* why did yew do that?!

U: oh so you do want me to carry you?

… perhaps

U: *picks him up* come on...

*he would lean his head against his chest, his eyes still slightly narrowed. His face is a bit pink and he struggles to keep his eyes open*

U: *puts him on the gust room bed*

*he clings onto his shirt, refusing to let go*

U: *tries to get up, falls on top of the guy* oops-

*he would chuckle lightly and wrap his arms around him, nuzzling his head into his chest and mumbles* teddy bear…

U: I'm neither a bear nor named teddy.

*he would pay no attention to him and continue to cuddle him*

U: ok...

*after a few minutes, he is completely passed out*

U: I can't get out.

*he snores softly, his grip on him loosening*!

U: f**k it. *just lays down next to him*

*he would lean into him, his glasses falling off of the bridge of his nose*

U: *takes the glasses off, putting them on a bedside table*

(Are they at his house or umbreons?)

Umbreons)

(👍) *he breaths softly and evenly, his chest rising and falling in rhythm*

U: *smiles, falls asleep*

(Ts to morning?)

Course)

*the next morning, Daniel would wake up, his head pounding. He groans a bit and rolls over*

*he rolls right onto U*

*when he opens his eyes and sees him his eyes would widen and he would blush heavily, quickly scrambling off of him and covering his mouth with his hand*

U: *pulls him down* mmmmmhhhhhh...

*he would blush madly and every muscle in his body would tense up*

U: mmmh... sofft... *petting you*

*his heart is pounding, his breathing soft but fast. He would lean into the pets unknowingly*

U: *snore*

*he would snicker a bit and hold in his laughter*

*tight cudles*

*he would be squished, struggling slightly for air. He would manage to say in a low voice* umbreon… umbreon I can’t breathe

U: *slides off*

*he would take a breath, sitting up and clearing his throat. His face i still bright red, the tips of his ears pink as well*

U: *cuddle*

*he would eventually give up and let him cuddle him, letting his muscles relax*

U: *tight cuddles*

*he blushes more, the back of his neck growing hot. He sighs and he wraps his arms around him too*

U: ... *kisses in his sllep*

*his eyes would widen and he blushes furiously, every muscle going ridged* u-umbreon?

U: ...

*he would tap his shoulder lightly in an effort to wake him* umbreon?

U: hmm?

*he would speak softly* umbreon, I can’t breathe-

U: o-oh! *gets off, blushing furiously*

*he would take a breath and put a hand on his chest, his face a deep crimson red. The tips of his ears burn bright pink and grow hot*

U: *blushing furiously*

*he would turn his face away from him* I am SO sorry

U: no... it's my fault...

*he shakes his head, blushing in embarrassment* listen, I don’t know what happened last night but, I am very sorry for whatever did…

U: you didnt do anything... you were just kinda clingy.

*he sighs in relief* … still, I’m sorry…

U: i should be sorry really...

*he turns back to him* for what?

U: i took you to my house without asking...

Trust me, your house was the best place you could’ve taken me. My house is a mess anyway…

U: ...

*he would clear his throat, getting up and running his fingers through his hair* I’m- umm… I’ll be completely honest with you, I don’t know what I’m doing anymore…

U: n-neither do i...

*he would look at him and sigh* so, what’s gotten you f**ked up?

U: n-nothing!

How about this. You tell me what’s up and I’ll tell you. Deal?

U: f-fine...

Okay. Do you wanna go first?

U: g-g-g-gay paninc....

gay panic?

U: *hides his face, blushing*

*he would blush and his eyes widen* wait, for me??

U: *blushes harder*

*he would contemplate life for a moment* I-I think we both need to stop panicking-

U: yupgoodidea.

*he takes a few deep breaths and rubs his face*

U: *goes to the bathroom*

*he would sit down on the bed, flustered and a mess. He would exhale deeply and run his fingers through his hair*

U: *gay sounds*

*eventually he would get his shit together and knock on the bathroom door* umbreon?

U: y-yeah?

You doing okay in there?

U: eh...

C-can i come in?

U: s-sure...

*he would open the door and come into the bathroom, one hand on the back of his neck. He is slightly less flustered*

U: *his face is in his hands*

*he would go over to him and gently place a hand on his shoulder* i… I just- i… *he sighs, hesitating for a moment before gently grabbing his chin, gazing into his eyes*

U: *blush*

*immediately becomes flustered and lets go, looking away embarrassedly*

U: d-dont stop!

*he would look back up at him and blush more, grabbing his chin again and leaning in, so close their lips almost touch*

U: *leans in the rest of the way*

*his eyes widen and his face flushes. He doesn’t pull away, holding the kiss*

U: *grips your back as he kisses*

*he would close his eyes, leaning into it. He would wrap his arms around his shoulders slowly*

U: *keeps kissing*

*he would pull away for a moment, opening his eyes slightly and looking at umbreons*

U: *his silver and gold eyes are peircing, but in a good way, like you could tell him anything, or do anything he asked... absolutely... anythi- *umbreon covers his eyes after a few seconds**

Wow… I never noticed how hypnotizing your eyes were…

U: s-sorry... i tend to wear contacts to dampen their powers...

No no, don’t apologize *he would gently grab his chin* they’re beautiful

U: *blushes*

*he would move his hand from his chin to his hip, flustered* I-I should stop… *he moves his hand*

U: *grabs yor hand* please dont-~

*he would look at his hand then back up at you, slowly moving it back to his hip, his other hand loosely on the back of your neck*

U: *kiss*

(Is he sitting or standing?)

*they both are standing*

*he leans his forehead against yours* this explains all the visits to my class *he chuckles softly*

U: heh... yeah...

*he blushes and looks down* I-umm… I’d better get going home. I don’t want to bother you any more then I have

U: you dont bother me...

You really don’t have to lie to me. You see me drunk at a bar at 12 pm and you still take me home with you? If anyone saw me like that, I’d expect them to be furious…

U: trust me. im a (barely) functioning alchoholic. i do not care if you were drunk.

really? i didn’t really take you for the alcoholic type. *he looks back up at him* do.. you want me to go?

U: no...

*he smiles a bit* good, cuz i didn’t want to leave *he smiles, blushing a bit*

U: *kiss*

*he leans into the kiss, gently kissing him back*

U: *smiles*

I have to ask… do you really love me?

U: *blushes* y- i- ye- *stammering*

*he blushes more and chuckles softly* you know, I thought I would be more nervous then you are right now

U: ...

I… *he blushes, messing with his shirt nervously* I feel the same way

U: *blushes a bunch*

H-how about i go make some breakfast for us?

U: ok.

*he would nod and scurry into the kitchen*

U: ...

I hope pancakes are good for hangovers, because that’s the only thing I know how to make

U: depends on what you put in em...

Blueberry’s?

U: mmmmm... blueberrys sound good...

*he would shuffle around in the fridge and get blueberries and pancake batter. He turns on the stove and starts making the pancakes*

U: ...

*he hums softly as he cooks, flipping them over perfectly*

U: staring hungrily*

*he flips them onto two plates and brings them to the table* okay, all done

U: damn.

*he tilts his head* what?

U: those look delicious.

Heh, thanks *he gives a little smile* I have a knack for cooking

U: *he stares hungrily*

Well, go on! I didn’t make them just to be stared at

U: y-youre sure..?

Of course! You don’t need my permission to eat the pancakes I made for YOU

U: r...right... *takes a plate and sits*

*he smiles and gets his own plate, sitting down*

U: *he seems a little scared*

*she would glance up at him* is something wrong? Oh no, did I burn your pancakes? I-I can make you new ones if you would like-

U: n-no! you didnt burn anything! they look.. delicious... *his mouth is watering*

Why won’t you eat it? I made them just for you?

U: s-sorry! *he quickly takes a bite, after a few seconds he scarfs it down*

*he would gently place a hand on top of his, looking him in the eye with a tint of sadness* umbreon… are you okay?

U: *flinches* y-yeah! why wouldnt i be?

*his eyes would widen a bit* is someone hurting you?

U: no! no... *he seems hesitant about something*

Listen, I may not be a therapist but, If something or someone is bothering you, I want to help you in any way i can

U: im f-fine... its best you dont stay to long past noon... she doesnt like anyone i have over...

*he thinks for a moment then nods a bit, giving him a little smile* hey, remember I’m always gonna be here for you, alright? No matter what

U: o..ok...

*he would finish eating and clear both of their plates. While he does, he pulls a small camera out of his pocket, secretly positioning it behind the sink*

U: ...

*he turns back to him* oh yeah, what time is it by the way?

U: we slept in. its a saturday... 11:16... she'll be home in like 20 minutes...

*he would nod* i should probably get going then… it was a pleasure seeing you

U: y-you too... *he seems like hes holding back tears*

*he would give him one last reassuring hug, holding him tightly. He whispers* I’ll come back. I promise

U: ok... *sniff*

Don’t worry… everything will be alright *he would start for the door, nodding in regard and leaving*

*later, youre looking at the camera feed*

*he looks at the camera feed on a tablet, sitting on his own couch*

U: *sitting paitiently, you notice what look like bruises that were covered in makeup have appeared*
*the door opens*
Cassandra: hello dear~ *shes a naga, half human, half snake, and a large one at that*

*he would watch the feed carefully, not making any quick assumptions*

U: h-hello dear...
C: i smell food.
U: y-yeah... i was hungry...
C: throw it out.

*he narrows his eyes* what’s her problem…

U: o-... ok... *he throws away the pancakes*
C: *sniffs his breath* youve eaten food...
U: n-no! i havent!
C: *hits him* you dont eat without my permission. remember?!

*his eyes would widen a bit* so I was right…

U: s-sorry!... im sorry...
C: *she wraps her tail around him, squeezing him tight* sure you are sweetie~
U: *struggling to breathe* i- i am!
C: prove it. *she takes them to the bedroom*

Shit… *he remembers he left his glasses on the bedside table. He quickly gets up, throwing on his shoes, taking the tablet with him and gets in the car*

C: whose glasses are these?
U: i lost my contacts down the drain this morning... had to use those...

*he would park a few houses away, parking the car and listening/ watching the feed*

*ungodly sounds*

Oh god… I have to go help him! No, I cant… how could I even help? *he would get an idea, getting one of his viles to make him invisible. He gets out of the car and makes his way to his house, drinking it and sneaking in*

U&C: *unholy sounds from the bedroom*

*he would sigh and grab the camera, slowly putting the camera in a better place to observe the house better*

*they come out of the room*
U: ... see..? i love you...
C: i can.. i see everything. like the little SHRIMP IN OUR HOUSE!

*he would cover his mouth, holding his breath and pressing his back against the wall, staying as still as possible*

C: *goes right up to you* im a snake shrimp. i smell everything. including your cheating ass. *looks at U who is cowering*

*he would grab a potion from his pocket, quickly shoving it down her throat and running, grabbing umbreons hand. She begins to feel insanely drowsy*

U: woah!-

*he drags him out the front door, running*

U: *keeping up barely*

*he pulls him into his car, quickly driving away with him. The invisibility wears off and you see now it’s Daniel*

U: i new youd come back... *you see he now has various bruises all over him*

*he looks at him in the rear view mirror and smiles softly* then you know me quite well

U: ...

*he sighs, turning back to the road* umbreon… why didn’t you tell me about what was happening?

U: ... I didn't want you to worry...

*he sighs* you not telling me anything makes me more worried then anything you could ever say to me

U: im sorry...

It’s okay. Just… please tell me when you’re in trouble. I can help you. I WANT to help you

U: ...

Umbreon… promise me you’ll start talking to me…

U: *sniffle* ok...

Thank you. *he turns back to the road, pulling into his driveway and helping umbreon out of the car*

U: ... *staggering*

*he wraps an arm around him to keep him steady, helping him to the couch then going into the kitchen, grabbing a small vile and handing it to him* drink this

U: *suspicious of it*

Don’t worry, it’s only a healing potion. I would never intentionally harm you

U: *takes it, does a drop, then gulps it down hungrily*

*he sits down on the couch next to him* … how long has this been going on for?

U: 2 years...

And you didn’t tell anyone? Umbreon, what she is doing to you is downright abuse!

U: she only made it worse when i said anything...

*his eyes widen in sadness. He rests a hand on top of his gently* I’m sorry you had to go through all of that alone…

U: *finches a litte when you touch him*

*he takes his hand away from his* s-sorry

U: ...

do you need anything? water, food, ibuprofen

U: *shakes his head*

well, okay then… is it okay if i ask you a few things then?

U: *nod*

Has she ever purposefully tried to kill you?

U: no...

Are you being completely honest with me here? Remember, you can trust me. I will do anything to get you to trust me

U: she never tried to kill me...

Has she ever threatened to?

U: *hesitantly nods*

*he would sigh softly* has she ever put you in life threatening situations?

U: yeah...

Like what?

U: making me balance a tub of boiling oil...

Oh god, umbreon… *he looks at him sadly*

U: its fine... its how i got this burn... *he points to a tattoo covered burn on his arm*

*he looks at the burn and back up at him* No, It’s NOT fine. None of this is fine. This is physical and mental abuse, we need to get a restraining order or something

U: *flinches and cowers away when you raise your voice*

*he would immediately quiet down, covering his mouth* I-im so sorry, I-I didn’t mean to yell…

U: i-im sorry!

You don’t need to apologize, you have nothing to apologize for. I’m the one who yelled and IM sorry

U: *sniffling*

*he sighs* we need to tell someone about this

U: N-no! dont!

Umbreon, this is a big deal. Something needs to be done

U: shell kill me!

Then we get the police to arrest her

U: she'll just escape...

Then… then we’ll run away, somewhere she can never find us

U: youd do that for me..?

Of course I would. I care about you and honestly, there’s not much waiting for me here. Let’s run away, together. We’ll start a new life in a new city, or country even

U: ... *hugs you tightly, sobbing agressively*

*he holds him close to himself, gently rubbing his back and rocking side to side. He speaks softly to him* shhhh, everything will be alright. I won’t let you get hurt

U: *blubbering*

*he hums softly, tracing out symbols of peace on his back*

U: *sniffles*

shhhh… you are safe here… i wouldn’t let anyone harm you

U: *falls into uneasy sleep*

*he sighs softly, gently laying him down on his lap* I will watch over you. I will make sure she never harms you again

U: *twitching restlessly*

*he would tilt his head and grab something from the coffee table. It was a blue shimmery dust. He sprinkled some on him, it fading into him. His dreams would become more calm now*

U: *he eases his breathing*

*he smiles and pushes the hair away from his face*

U: *snoring*

*he chuckles softly, gently planting a kiss on his forehead*

U: ...

*he would get up, carefully moving umbreon and putting a blanket over him*

U: *sleep*

*he would make preparations at start running away, packing all of his things and booking flights and hotels*

U: ...

*he would load up the car with his things, letting umbreon sleep on the couch for a few hours. He would wake him up when he finished*

U: hhnng?

*he whispers* it’s time to go

U: ok...

Come to the car. I’ll drive

U: ok...