My Precious Child 6- Nightmares
Thanks to ZakuroU, MewTangerine, NikkiKirkland and Aries07. Love you guys! Seriously, you're the best!
And special thanks ZakuroU. Your helps means more then you'll ever know.
Sorry this took so long, I've been having a really bad time lately and had to get back on track (not yet achieved but I'm trying).
Disclaimer: Like waves washing footprints off a shore, I am not metaphorical…where is this disclaimer even going…somewhere I hope…I'm sure I'll get to the point eventually…yeah, Hetalia isn't mine.
Toris rolled over and fell out of the bed, scrambling to his feet and half running, half stumbling into Felicks's room to where the small boy tossed and turned, screaming as he did so. Toris slid a hand along the wall randomly, feeling for the light and running to Felicks when he felt the switch move under his hand.
"Hey Felicks," Toris shook the wriggling boy. "Come on Felicks wake up please." His pleas fell on deaf ears as the boy continued to cry out and lash out with flailing limbs. Toris ducked to avoid a leg and scooped the Polish child into his arms, rocking him back and forth whilst humming in an attempt to calm the hysterical boy.
Eventually, Felicks's struggles stopped and Toris looked down to see fearful green eyes staring up at him. Toris smiled reassuringly and let Felicks sit up, grasping for Mr Pony and hugging his toy close to his chest.
"What happened?" Toris asked eventually, finding that the need to know what was wrong.
Felicks squirmed again, this time because of discomfort and looked away, his cheeks flaming. Toris sighed quietly and just let the boy sit there in his arms as the night wore on and the sun streamed through the plain curtains. Eventually, Felicks rolled out of Toris's arms and flopped onto the bed, sitting up and shaking away his bed head. Toris stifled a chuckle and got up, meaning to make breakfast when Felicks grabbed his arm.
"Huh," Toris held back a scream as the hand grabbed his wrist, scaring him slightly.
"Tori…I'm sorry." Felicks said, looking down in shame. "I didn't mean to wake you up and make you grumpy and keep you up all night." Toris opened his mouth to speak but Felicks went on. "I understand if you don't want to be my daddy anymore."
Toris had to smile at this. The boy was so oblivious to the fact that Toris adored him and was not going to give him up, not in a million years.
"Hey Felicks don't worry ok," Toris said, smiling down at the worried boy. "That's what dads are for right? Taking care of their children."
Felicks beamed at this and grabbed Mr Pony, wanting to get down from the bed and follow Toris.
"What are we having for breakfast?" The adorable boy asked, happier than before with the reassurance that Toris wasn't going to abandon him.
"Um," Toris hadn't thought that far ahead and now he was put on the spot, not wanting to seem like a bad parent. Felicks remained silent, waiting for his answer, seemingly unaware of Toris struggling to think of an answer.
"We could go out for breakfast," Felicks suggested slyly. "It could be fun."
Toris sighed as he realised this was there only option and shooed Felicks back to his bedroom to get dressed.
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The two sat at a local café that served breakfast as well as just lunches and snacks. Toris ate his fruity toast whilst Felicks munched away on hash browns, looking around in awe at the crowded street. Toris sipped at his coffee and waited until Felicks had finished his mouthful to speak.
"Felicks," He began, keeping his voice steady though his hands shook nervously. "Can I ask you something?"
Felicks reluctantly took his eyes away from a busker to nod in confirmation, pushing his plate aside to place Mr Pony on the table. Toris grinned at this and hastily finished his coffee.
"I need to know what happened to you. Why you're having nightmares. If we're going to live with each other, we need to be honest." Toris had thought it was a reasonable question but Felicks jumped up in fright, knocking over his orange juice.
"NO!" He screamed, attracting the attention of the café diners. "No, no, no! You'll hate me!"
"Felicks," Toris reached out his hand and Felicks bit it before grabbing Mr Pony and running from the café, disappearing into the crowds that lined the street.
"FELICKS!" Toris threw some random amount of money onto the table and then he was running too, pushing his way past people, trying to find his adopted son. How could he have disappeared so easily? He kept yelling the boy's name, almost crying in despair when he got no reply. He paused at a spilt in the footpath, turning one way and then the other, trying to pick out a familiar blonde head from the crowds.
In the head he saw 2 familiar blonde heads plus violet plaits and another blonde as well as a brunette. The familiar blondes were Felicks and Vash, the Swiss man from the orphanage. The purple plaits belonged to Elias but the others were strangers to him. Toris ignored this fact and ran up to the small family, panting as he stopped in front of them, bent over and trying to catch his breath.
"Hello Toris," Vash said in his heavy accent. "Fancy seeing you here."
Toris didn't know how to reply so instead he offered his hand.
"Uh yeah, sorry about that." He looked over at Felicks who hid behind Vash in fright.
"I'm Roderich," The brunette broke in, offering his hand for Toris to shake. "The girl is Lilli." The girl in question offered a smile and returned to playing on her phone.
"Nice to meet you," Toris said politely though he kept his gaze on the hiding child. "Felicks I won't hurt you." He said reassuringly. "I'm sorry for asking that question, it really was mean of me. If you like-"
"NO!" Felicks screamed again before Toris could even finish his sentence. "NO!" And then he turned around and ran again, ignoring the family's screams to stop and come back, to not run any further. There cries were ignored as you would expect. The hysterical boy wasn't in the mood to listen to anyone.
So blinded by his fear and panic, Felicks didn't take in his surroundings and ran right out onto the road.
Straight in front of a car.
AHHHHHH I'M SORRY! A cliff-hanger and a short chapter. I'm so, so, so sorry.
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