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"...Are... are you okay?"

Tony stared at Dave, taking in the sight of his friend's concerned expression while he pulled down his hood. Did he get new clothes? That cape was new.. He thought distantly. Very distantly.
Dave looked more worried at the lack of response, faint purple glinting off his signature sunglasses and glowing around him. He looked cool.
"Tony..?" The red wyngling stepped closer, paw landing on the blanket that Tony pulled over himself to hide the new set of wings he obtained. Vigil growled faintly at the invasion of Tony's space, tail swishing in preparation to attack on his back. Dave looked at the runeboo for a moment before looking back to him, frowning. "You're.. not smiling, are you okay bro..?" That seemed to be enough.
He bit his lip as he felt warm liquid start to travel down along with the black stuff, choking back a sob which came out like a high pitched whine. The tired, cold feeling of nothing seemed to leave him almost immediately, leaving him a little unprepared for the immense sadness that took over in its place. His claws dug into his pillow, unable to look away from his friend as he failed to hold back tears. He felt bad that he had started crying so suddenly, his friend only came to check on him and here he was crying like a baby. Even with these reasonable thoughts, he couldn't stop his crying or his mouth.
"N-No.." He whimpered, voice scratchy from disuse and sickness. "D-Dave I'm th-scared.." Tony lowered his head to stare at the floorboards in... something. Felt like fear, but more sinking.. Heavy. "I-I'm... The other gro he-here..." He mumbled as his claws scratched numbly at his stained pillow, not reacting to the faint pop it made when he sunk them into the fabric deeply. "G-Gro keep leaving, they ge-get brought here and they l-leave-" He started shaking, tremors going through his limbs and the flooring getting progressively more complicated and blurry. He doesn't react to the red moving closer to him as his sobs got louder. "I've theen a-all of them, whe-when they get brought here. Now they're all g-gone, wh-why are they gone, they d-didn't have to go..!"
Tony's vision blurred with tears as he wept, somehow ending up in Dave's warm and comfy hug, but it barely stopped the negative feelings rushing out all at once.
He didn't know when his crying over those wyngrew who left the tent forever turned into crying for his dad, clinging to Dave's cape as he was comforted but being sure not to get his tears on his friend's new clothes. "I-I miss my fa-family, I don't w-want to stay here! I don't wa-want to-to leave forever!" His cries softened, face pressed into Dave's shoulder to muffle the noise. "I miss m-my pa, I don't want to b-be sick anymore.." His red friend carefully patted his back, saying nothing. He was listening though.. That was nice of him.. "I just want my pa...."
Soon enough, his loud cries of sadness lessened to sniffles and hiccups, no longer having the energy to continue to cry his wishes of the world. Maybe he should be embarrassed about crying like a baby in his friend's arms... Not to mention him dumping all of that onto him. He wondered if he should move away, he didn't want to burden his friend more and definitely didn't want to get more of his gross tears on his nice fur. But.. It was so long since he was hugged... He hadn't been away from home too long but he already missed the constant affection his pa gave him and Ember. This felt different, but he didn't mind... He felt less.. Alone.
Another sob made it past his mouth, shutting his eyes as he tried to focus on stopping his unnecessary crying. He was still shaking too, why was he being such a bother!-
Gentle singing brought him out of his thoughts, ears lifting slightly to figure out where it was coming from. With the rumbling in his friend's chest and how close it sounded... Was Dave singing? He stayed put as he continued to listen, feeling a weak smile on his face as it continued. Dave sang so well... He didn't know much about Dave yet, but this was a nice surprise..
Soon enough his friend stopped, Tony taking it as a sign he should move out the hug. "Are you okay now..?" Dave questioned once Tony settled back onto his mat. Vigil returned to his spot besides Tony, looking slightly less angry that Dave was still in close proximity to them both.
Tony was still shaking from the amount of emotions that overwhelmed him, as well as the exertion of getting up while being deathly sick. His mind felt a little clearer.. More not sad thoughts taking the main place in his mind.
"..Y-yeah... Sorry ab-about that.."
"Its okay bro."

dont u hate it when u start sobbing and spouting out ur fears in ur friends arms

Dave smokeing-fish
MAX WYNS

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"...Are... are you okay?"

Tony stared at Dave, taking in the sight of his friend's concerned expression while he pulled down his hood. Did he get new clothes? That cape was new.. He thought distantly. Very distantly.
Dave looked more worried at the lack of response, faint purple glinting off his signature sunglasses and glowing around him. He looked cool.
"Tony..?" The red wyngling stepped closer, paw landing on the blanket that Tony pulled over himself to hide the new set of wings he obtained. Vigil growled faintly at the invasion of Tony's space, tail swishing in preparation to attack on his back. Dave looked at the runeboo for a moment before looking back to him, frowning. "You're.. not smiling, are you okay bro..?" That seemed to be enough.
He bit his lip as he felt warm liquid start to travel down along with the black stuff, choking back a sob which came out like a high pitched whine. The tired, cold feeling of nothing seemed to leave him almost immediately, leaving him a little unprepared for the immense sadness that took over in its place. His claws dug into his pillow, unable to look away from his friend as he failed to hold back tears. He felt bad that he had started crying so suddenly, his friend only came to check on him and here he was crying like a baby. Even with these reasonable thoughts, he couldn't stop his crying or his mouth.
"N-No.." He whimpered, voice scratchy from disuse and sickness. "D-Dave I'm th-scared.." Tony lowered his head to stare at the floorboards in... something. Felt like fear, but more sinking.. Heavy. "I-I'm... The other gro he-here..." He mumbled as his claws scratched numbly at his stained pillow, not reacting to the faint pop it made when he sunk them into the fabric deeply. "G-Gro keep leaving, they ge-get brought here and they l-leave-" He started shaking, tremors going through his limbs and the flooring getting progressively more complicated and blurry. He doesn't react to the red moving closer to him as his sobs got louder. "I've theen a-all of them, whe-when they get brought here. Now they're all g-gone, wh-why are they gone, they d-didn't have to go..!"
Tony's vision blurred with tears as he wept, somehow ending up in Dave's warm and comfy hug, but it barely stopped the negative feelings rushing out all at once.
He didn't know when his crying over those wyngrew who left the tent forever turned into crying for his dad, clinging to Dave's cape as he was comforted but being sure not to get his tears on his friend's new clothes. "I-I miss my fa-family, I don't w-want to stay here! I don't wa-want to-to leave forever!" His cries softened, face pressed into Dave's shoulder to muffle the noise. "I miss m-my pa, I don't want to b-be sick anymore.." His red friend carefully patted his back, saying nothing. He was listening though.. That was nice of him.. "I just want my pa...."
Soon enough, his loud cries of sadness lessened to sniffles and hiccups, no longer having the energy to continue to cry his wishes of the world. Maybe he should be embarrassed about crying like a baby in his friend's arms... Not to mention him dumping all of that onto him. He wondered if he should move away, he didn't want to burden his friend more and definitely didn't want to get more of his gross tears on his nice fur. But.. It was so long since he was hugged... He hadn't been away from home too long but he already missed the constant affection his pa gave him and Ember. This felt different, but he didn't mind... He felt less.. Alone.
Another sob made it past his mouth, shutting his eyes as he tried to focus on stopping his unnecessary crying. He was still shaking too, why was he being such a bother!-
Gentle singing brought him out of his thoughts, ears lifting slightly to figure out where it was coming from. With the rumbling in his friend's chest and how close it sounded... Was Dave singing? He stayed put as he continued to listen, feeling a weak smile on his face as it continued. Dave sang so well... He didn't know much about Dave yet, but this was a nice surprise..
Soon enough his friend stopped, Tony taking it as a sign he should move out the hug. "Are you okay now..?" Dave questioned once Tony settled back onto his mat. Vigil returned to his spot besides Tony, looking slightly less angry that Dave was still in close proximity to them both.
Tony was still shaking from the amount of emotions that overwhelmed him, as well as the exertion of getting up while being deathly sick. His mind felt a little clearer.. More not sad thoughts taking the main place in his mind.
"..Y-yeah... Sorry ab-about that.."
"Its okay bro."

dont u hate it when u start sobbing and spouting out ur fears in ur friends arms

Dave smokeing-fish
MAX WYNS