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𝐀𝐍 ~ 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐝. 

☾☆⋆｡°✩  It had been a been 10 or 20 minutes scene Shrignold said they were going to be back. Warren started to grow worried as the clock on the wall continued to tik away with no sign of his precious butterfly. Warren sat Down onto the couch and thought of what they could be doing and why they could be late, 'They might be doing an extra ritual for Malcom.. yeah.' That thought put his anxiety at the light ease. Warren kept his eyes on the blue clock. The silent became louder and so did the tiks of the working clock. Before Warren started to doubt his thoughts he heard the loudness of the silence fade, the turn of the door put noise in the quiet room. Warren had sat up to finally greet his lover, a smile formed on his face but it quickly fades after seeing Shrignold.

       Shrignold's body shook when they saw Warren. "My dear are you alright?! You have dried tears covering your face! An-And your shaking terribly!" Warren asked sheer concern filled his face. He cupped the lovebug's face to make them look at him. Shrignolds face looked like they could start crying again any moment now, like walking on thin ice beneath freezing waters. Warren noticing this look, walked them over to the nearby couch and begins to cuddle them. Warren huddled them close to his chest and drew faint circles on their back with his finger. "You're alright dear, let it all out.." That one sentence made the ice crack and break beneath Shrignold's feet, they began to hysterically sob into Warren. "Let it out.. Let it out.." the worm cooded. If the 'Ok, stop.' Organization taught him anything, it's how to comfort people in sadness. Shrignolds cryinging started to make them get less and less air. Shrignold try to explain what was wrong but their breath hitching and their harsh sobbing got in the way. Warren tried to help Shrignold regulate their breathing so they explain what was going on. 

       After an hour of Shignold's sobs and wales. They were slightly able to explain why they were this distraught. "S-So *hic* right before I-I *hic* left, someone h-had set malcom *sob* aflames. And now h-hes in terrible condition *sob*." Shrignold was able to stamper out as they continue to whale. "Well it's better than Malcom getting completely demolished, eh?"  Warren  said trying to make Shrignold feel slightly better. "Still!" Shrignold cried out, "Were going to have to rebuild him! And since I'm the one in charge I'm going to have to do most of the fucking work!". Warren hushed them and began to stroke Shrignold's hair and gave them forehead kisses, trying to calm their lover down. After a bit, Shrignolds crying had worn them out. They had fallen asleep with dried tears caked into their face with an uneasy breath. 

       Warren stood up from the couch and held shrignold in his arms. He left small kisses on their cheek and on their forehead as he made his way to the bedroom. Shrignold's breath became easy again. The worm placed his lover into the bed and tucking them in comfortably. Warren got in bed as soon as he tucked the butterfly in. He held his lover close and never wanted to let go.  Warren laid on top of them and latched himself to their body. "I love you so much shrigs." Warren mumbled with smiled.