Useless Droll

by SuffocatingRomano

A collection of the daily exchanges between and boy that's given up his family, and a bodyguard that hardly had one. evil!Myles Fowl/Male OC (my friend's). Drug use. Sex. Bashing of the rest of the Fowl's (Myles is not a nice boy)

2. Nausea

Myles hurled.

Moisture slipped past his eyes and dotted the toilet as he felt himself shake. A few soft footsteps came up behind him.

"Go away," his voice was filled with a deadly venom that they both knew meant nothing. He felt his hair gently pulled back, and he attempted to bat D's hands away without success.

"It's alright. You can let it out."

Myles attempted to hiss, but instead, he sobbed. More pain tightened his chest and he threw up, once, twice, three times, until all he was doing is dry heaving.

D stayed silent, gently petting his hair while the other rubbed his back. Once it was over, Myles fell against the man, and attempted, badly, to control his weeping. D held him against his chest, muttering soft whispers of affection in his ear.

Finally, Myles grew quiet, before slipping to sleep in the mans arms.