Is this my home now?

"I like Micool more though"

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Soooo I made it longer because that was a pathetic excuse for a chapter and I just needed to fix that.... So yeah, that's about it READ ON

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Michael's eyes snapped back to Gavin's as he shuffled slightly backwards. His tail tightening even further around his leg.

"Let me help you, I just want to help"

Gavin had that same small smile on his face and Michael was finding it hard to not trust him, Michael slowly took a step forward. Gavin watched the man slowly step forward and basked in the small sense of trust shown on his face. He gently reached out to touch the mans arm, all the while keeping eye contact.

Michael stood still anticipating Gavin's touch, when they finally made contact he was filled with warmth and immediately felt safe. Michael moved closer to Gavin as he dropped his arm, Michael reached up and grabbed ahold of Gavin's sleeve - reminding Gavin of a small child when introduced to their parents friends. He turned slightly to face Geoff.

"You can go on ahead, I'll catch up with work later"

"Just make sure he's fine, you know where the first aid kit is"

"Thanks Geoffrey"

Geoff turned and headed towards his car, starting it up and pulling out of the driveway, with one last look at the two he drove of to work, trusting Gavin to look after the poor hybrid.

"Let's go inside and get you something to eat, you look like you haven't had a decent meal in ages"

Michael nodded and clung closer to Gavin, making it difficult for them to make their way towards the door. Upon reaching the door Michael reluctantly released his hold causing Gavin to turn and face him once he unlocked it. Turning his head to the side a questionable expression appeared on his face, confused as to why the man wouldn't jump at the chance to be somewhere warm.

"Come on, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you"

Gavin gestured for Michael to enter the building but he just returned the death grip to Gavin's sleeve, implying that he clearly did not want to go first. Leading them inside, Gavin shut the door and headed to the bathroom conveniently placed on the ground level of the house.

"Do you want to sit up there so it's easier to check your wounds?"

Michael glanced to the countertop and released his hold once more, missing the comfort that seemed to follow Gavin. Gingerly he sat up on the counter and wrapped his tail around his arm, playing with the end slightly. Gavin's face appeared in front Michael causing him to flinch and close his eyes, only to open them again when he felt a hand upon his own, now tensed around his tail.

"Hey, look at me"

Incredibly slowly Michael opened his eyes to meet Gavin's green ones.

"It's okay, you're safe now"

Letting out a sigh Michael relaxed completely. Gavin grabbed the first aid kit and placed it next to the mysterious man.

"Can I have a look at your tail?"

Michael immediately moved his tail closer to his stomach covering it from view, however when he heard Gavin sigh he reluctantly let the end gently touch Gavin's hand.

Michael's tail has always been a sensitive thing. Before he ran away his owners used to violently stomp on the poor limb to the point where it became numb. Michael wasn't allowed to stand up and walk around, meaning that his tail would end up being trodden on and slammed into doors more often than not, it didn't help that he was confined to a small corner in the wardrobe of his owners bedroom to sleep in either, the cheap wood doing nothing to block out the noises. He considered his tail his only friend, always there to hold him together when he was cracking at the seams, always there to remind him of who he was and who he'll never be. He doesn't like people touching his tail but for Gavin, he made a slight exception.