/pats his head – Hellfirebound

_{godisabitofabastard:}

The SURPRISE gives way to CONFUSION when he opens his mouth, because unless she’s mistaken, she’s just HIT her BOYFRIEND with a GUN. The weapon is lowered as he continues, safety engaged, and a she heaves a sigh, head tipping back to exhale once she understands what Blackheart’s done this time.

“I’m going to FUCKING kill him!” The words are BITTEN out, enunciated harshly, the firearm shaken for EMPHASIS. Green eyes blaze while the gun’s dropped on the bed, but they soften minutely while she looks his new form over. A hand rises to her face, index finger over her lips as though thoughtful and considering, when in reality, she’s hiding a GRIN at that damn hair. She manages to choke the laughter down, approaching him a little sheepishly and reaching up to toy with some of the light strands. “As though y’ weren’t TALL enough t’ begin with,” she retorts under her breath, trying to lighten the situation somehow. Speaking of…

“We could,” she has to pause to BITE BACK another chuckle, “always DYE it?” A snort of laughter is barely restrained, her best attempt at the most innocent smile shot up at (him in case he can’t take the joke).

_{It honestly was the first time he had been HIT by someone he cared about and it wasn’t about to be the last time either. If he would have called, it may have made things worse, but at the same time, getting to a place he knew was safe was more IMPORTANT than picking up the phone.}

_{“Get in LINE!” The words came out harsher than he thought as his hands formed into tight fists. He didn’t want to hurt her, not since he was ATTEMPTING to prove he was better than his NATURE. Not just that, but better than his FATHER.}

_{However, at this point, those thoughts were as FAR AWAY from his mind as possible. He couldn’t even STAND UP to his Father with out either being FORCEFULLY taken over or WORSE. It sad state of affairs, but there was NOTHING he could do about it.}

_{“If anyone has the RIGHT to do so, it’s me!” Ky’s words came out like venom his body turning as he moved to PUNCH his right hand through the WALL. It was in an attempt to not do anything he would REGRET later on, but at the same time, he just DIDN’T care either, “Not YOU!”}