A/N: A random crossover ship because both of these sad boys are among my fav characters. Cesare/Adam Frankenstein(Das Cabinet De Doktor Caligari/Frankenstein). Slow burn, btw.
Cesare ran away, away from Caligari, away from the madman and his control.
He ran underneath a pale yellow moon, the night dark and shadows twisted, with nothing but a bag containing food and water. He ran away from the village, the asylum, the cabinet. That cabinet that he'd slept in for years, like a vampire in its coffin.
Minutes, hours, maybe a night later, he saw a small hut up ahead. It was a simply constructed ramshackle hut. But it was still shelter. He knocked on the tall door.
The man who answered was grotesque. Yellow-green skin, with veins showing clearly and stitches connecting the large muscular body together, with long black hair and green eyes like malachite.
"Yes?" His accent was a strange mix of Swiss, German and French.
Cesare, taken aback, gaped. "I need shelter for the night. May I stay here? I have nowhere else to go."
The man gave him a look of scrutiny, a look that quickly passed. "Of course. Come in."
Cesare entered, setting down his bag by a hand carved table. The rest of the hut contained a small stone oven, a cot, and one chair.
"Please take the cot, I'll sleep on the floor."
"No, I don't mind sharing. It is your house, you should sleep in your own bed."
"I appreciate your kindness."
The two men retired and fell asleep on the cot, Cesare positioned like a mummy, Adam flat on his stomach.