Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170713214945

Leon coaxed the boys head onto his lap, worriedly fussing over Clyde as he murmured sweet nothings under his breath, running his hands through his firey red hair on instinct.

"Shh... Sh- It's alright 'Lyde..."

The toddler retaliated by crying even harshly, biting his lip till blood was drawn in a failed attempt to shut himself up, only resulting in his weeping to become even louder as he glanced at Harvard with frightened, dangerously panicked emerald eyes that shown too much emotion for his age.

"S-She idnt gonn- Gonna come back- Right?! I-I don't want to go back- I'm- I'm running out of excuses to tell Bon about the bruises- P-Please don't tell mamà- She'll- She'll. It hurts- It hurts, IT HURTS-"

The child let out one last strangled wail before burying himself in his Uncle's embrace, literally crumbling into a ball of wailing and blankets as Leon rubbed circles into the child's back, looking at him with an equally pained, saddned, expression.

"Clyde..."#