♥︎『Fanged Rebels』♥︎

♡Ⲥhⲁⲣⲧⲉⲅ 31

Upon arrival back to the sanctuary I sort of demanded Tikal to tell me, where Shadow's room is and I didn't take 'no' for an answer. After some protests she finally complied and led me to the room dedicated only to my king.
"Thank you," I gave Tikal a brief smile, whilst she crossed her arms and shook her head.
"You're not going to give up, are you," she grinned at me afterwards and I shrugged in response.
"I'm sorry, but persistence is in my nature," I stated matter-of-factly and she nodded in response.
"Understood. Good luck, both of you," she then walked away, leaving me alone there in the hallway. My eyes landed on the majestic wooden door and I took in a deep breath before letting it slowly out and finally knocking on the door twice. I waited for a moment and got no answer, so I knocked again.
"Go away!" I heard Shadow's rather raspy voice calling out the two simple words, which stabbed my heart like a sharp dagger.

"Shads, it's me, Sonic! May I come in, please?" I decided to be polite at first, so I would get a higher chance to be accepted by the depressed king. Afterwards, silence took over the area and it was eventually getting slightly uncomfortable, so I gripped the door knob and pushed the door open, so I could enter the room. I quietly closed the door after myself and instantly glanced at the bundle of black and red fur sitting on the windowsill and staring blankly out of the window. The vampire looked miserable, to say the least. His fur was messy, his quills bristled and sticking to all directions and his tail limply hung down with the tip laying motionless on the floor thanks to the lowly positioned windowsill.
"Shads, I brought you some pie made by Rouge," I announced and placed the bag on the table placed by the wall in the room.

Shadow did not respond and I only heard him releasing a soft sigh. I dropped my ears down, yet definitely wasn't going to give up on him. I lightly gulped and despite the fear and nervousness currently taking over me I made a few slow steps closer to his messy figure while cautiously watching his every move in the process. His ear lightly twitched towards me and it caused me to stop moving, whilst my heart could win a race against horses right now.
"S-Shads," I whispered quietly and slowly moved my hand towards him, until I could feel his messy fur underneath my fingertips. His quills became prickly right away and he made his fur stand up due to the tension of his body.
"I said, go away! What exactly weren't you understanding!" he snarled at me and in a blink of an eye I found myself pinned to the wall next to the window. His bright crimson irises bit deep into my soul, as he tried to scare me off. However, despite how angry he looked, I could see a few details, which indicated, how he truly felt deep underneath the facade. His slightly red, puffy eyes clearly from crying rivers earlier, his dry lips and his overall tired, if not straight exhausted appearance were all a clear signs of the depression he currently suffered from.

I gently grabbed his wrist and rubbed it with my thumb in a circular motion to hopefully comfort him a little and convince him to loosen his grip on me. He lightly gasped at first and for a moment seemed surprised, before he restored the angry mask on his face. Knew it! He is acting like this to keep me away from him, but it won't work on me. Despite his grip still being on my neck, I gently wrapped my arms around him and felt his hand finally leaving my neck right after, as he rather gripped both my shoulders and tried to push me away from him.
"What are you doing! Go away!" he growled in the process, but I held tightly onto his body, refusing to let him succeed at pushing me away. He struggled for a few moments, but then finally gave up and wrapped his arms around me in return while burying his face to my shoulder and softly sobbing.
"T-They're... gone, Sonic," his facade fell apart thanks to my persistence and he fully broke down in my embrace.
"Shh, shh, I know, Shads, I know," I whispered to his ebony ear and navigated him towards the big bed, where I got us to lay down together while still holding him in my arms. He remained in my embrace and heavily cried into my chest.

I gently played with his quills and tried to fix some of them while letting him cry all the pain out of his chest. It ached my own heart and I felt some tears prickling the corners of my eyes, yet I forced them away, as I needed to be strong for my king, my one and only lover I found in this crazy world. I am not sure, how many minutes could pass by, but he eventually stopped crying and just limply laid on top of me like a big baby. I glanced down at his face and noticed him now deeply asleep. Awww, he cried himself to sleep. Poor him... I softly pouted at the sad sight before me and moved my other hand onto his head, where I gave him a small, gentle scratches behind his ear to help him sleep peacefully.