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(Drawing acc on Instagram: @litttlemochi)
Made this to distract myself before I had two wisdom teeth removed hehe..he...
Tried to draw how I pictured Raya and Lixian :] —Emphasis on tried, because Raya's curls could've been more curly but whatever lol
Do they look how you guys imagined them?
The house was very dark. Ice cold too. As if there was a window left open somewhere that let the cold winter air in. The wooden planks creaked softly under the little weight of Raya's body. His bare feet freezing from the cold floor underneath him as he shuffled closer towards the common room door, voices he recognised all to well screaming on the other side. He stopped once he stood in front of it, his ear pressed against the wood as he held his breath and listened.
It sounded scary.
Raya reached up and opened the door to see what was going on, but immediately felt the air leave his body once his innocent eyes took in what was happening. His legs began shaking while his little hands grasped onto his nightgown for something to hold on to, his lower lip trembling at the sight in front of him.
"Mommy?" He mumbled softly, his voice cracking as a lump formed inside his throat at the disgusting metallic smell.
His father's eyes shot up at him, his hectic breathing stopping for a moment as he realised who he was looking at, his fists slowly unclenching from the man's shirt. Raya slowly looked up at his neighbour, those blue eyes already watching him. The corner of his mouth pulled up almost unnoticeably, but Raya noticed, causing him to frown and feel uneasy.
"Raya!" His father screamed, which caused the little boy's attention to be turned back to him. His big, brown eyes locking with his father's. "You need to go! Now!"
"But mommy—" Raya tried, his teary eyes flickering down to her body laying not too far away from him. A puddle of blood surrounding her unmoving body.
"I SAID GO!"
Raya gasped in fear, turning around on his heels as he fled back out of the common room. His father had never yelled at him like that. He looked scary. His normally warm, brown eyes were nothing like the ones staring back at him just a few moments ago.
Raya ran back to his room and slammed the door close behind him, his little feet carrying him to the chair in the corner. He pulled it with him and pushed it against the handle of the door, remembering the safety lessons his father taught him the moment he could talk. He scurried away from it once he heard footsteps coming closer, his poor heart thumping painfully fast against his ribs.
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