" why did he do this to you , boris? "
you asked, wiping his cuts while he sat in front of you on the bathroom counter.
" i couldn't tell you, y/n, " he sighed and pushed back his curly hair to show a bruised eye and went on " just glad i got away with someone i actually like. "
you smiled at the sentence. you took him away from danger and you made him...happy? yes, happy.
just then, your mom came home, only to leave the next day.
" y/n!! " she yelled and walked into your room.
you put boris in your dry bathtub, hiding him, and sat on the counter pretending to wipe off makeup.
" y-yes, mommy? " you stuttered.
" how was your time? thank you for keeping the house clean. "
" it was good and you're welcome. "
" good, now, i have to go get ready for my flight tomorrow and dad is staying till' next week. "
" okay, goodnight, mommy. "
she sighed and walked out. you never had a good relationship with your mother. neither of your parents actually.
you looked over to see boris staring at you as he was looking at a real life angel. a goddess sent from heaven to keep him safe. you blushed softly and slowly broke the staring silence.
" boris? "
he shook his head softly and fluttered his beautiful long eyelashes.
" uh, yes? "
" are you okay? "
" just peachy, love. "
