teddy didn’t know what to think. he didn’t know a lot about the supernatural. it had taken him a long time to figure out what he truly was and how to take what was hopefully the appropriate measures to keep himself hidden from the angels. he could sense that something was off with this man… and truthfully, vague threats were more than enough to get him to back off with his tail in between his legs. “i rather enjoy living… sorry. i should learn to bite my tongue better.”

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   “i’d rather be ripping you apart, but we can’t always have what we want.” even if he could, ky knew fully well this wasn’t the time nor the place.  violence for the sake of violence was worthless and it moved him one step further into his father’s own shadow. something he was trying to remove himself from. “can we?”

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