Suicide Prevention Cupid 3

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They walked, Quincy hobbling more of his weight on the man, back where he was half an hour ago. The light from a restaurant entrance made the place brighter, the closer they came to the market area. Quincy was mildly surprised at what he saw. Without thinking he piped up.

Quincy

I thought you were a nice uncle!

Anton

*chuckle* why?

Quincy

Umm...sorry. I don't mean to sound rude but you seem so mature for your age— your voice and everything. Not that you're a kid or anything. speaking of kid, I only thought that because you called me a kid. I'm 16!

Anton

Don't go telling everyone you're 16.

Quincy

...

Quincy

Y-yes.

Anton

Now?

Quincy

Now, you don't. I think you are my, uh...age.

The boy (not a man!) led him to one of the white and steel benches next to the parking area of the market.

Anton

Stay. I'll get something to wrap that knee.

Quincy

Thank y-you.

He watched as the boy slightly shook his head as he sauntered into the revolving door of the pharmacy on Quincy's left. It looked so easy to open that door, he always had a hard time at that particular door. Quincy checked his palms, they were bruising skittle but that's a given He bruised very easily. He felt his shoulder and thigh wincing a little whenever the pain shot to his core. His knees were looking bad too. A jean-clad knees dropped down in his line of sight and he yelped moving backwards. The startled movement made him lose balance and his hands shot out to grab anything just as another pair shot out to stop his fall.

Quincy

AHH! So-s-sorry! You startled me!!

He huffed, his face red with surprise and the dawning mortification that slowly turned into embarrassment. It mixed with indignation when he saw the boy smirking slightly.

TOO CLOSE! He has greenish eyes?

Quincy

Please, don't do that! gee!

Anton

*chuckles* Sorry, I guess.

Quincy felt like his head will burst from so much blood pumping up to it and face and ears and everything.

Anton

You're ripe red.

Quincy

tsk tsk!

He swat his better hand on the boys shoulder, laughing lightly watching the weirdly green eyes light up at his antics.

Anton

Let's see the knees. It looks as though you fell 5 feet forward.

Quincy

I bleed easi— ouch! Hurts!

Anton

Sorry… what? You bleed often?

The boy in front of him looked like he was pissed but that must have been Quincy imagining too much because and the dark look was wiped from his face and the hands that stilled moved again swiping the blood away trying to make it as painless as possible.

Quincy

Thank you for being so careful.

Quincy said in almost a whisper making him look up at him. The air was quiet but they felt at ease. He didn't find it awkward when a warm hand palmed his own. The boy flipped it to see if there's any bleeding on Quincy's palm while he lets the cleaned knee breathe but for only a moment before one can bandage it. It wasn't bleeding profusely anymore and the air was good kind of dry. Seeing there was was none, he reached for the paper bag and handed Quincy a packet of pomegranate juice.

Anton

You feel less hurt that way... Drink this while I cover the wound. It's dry now.

Quincy

I-i can do it too, you don't have to.

Anton

Are you saying you're good at this stuff?

Quincy

No-no. I'm just saying I don't want you to spend your evening away on something I can do on my own! You really don't have t-to.

Anton

Is this too tight?

Quincy

N-uh...no?

Anton

Okay. Let's go? you're cold.

He took Quincy by the waist, one hand joined and made him stand (albeit the action being quite wobbly still) and made Quincy put most of his height on him.

Anton

How far?

Quincy

Huh?

Anton

Your house. *chuckles* Let's get you somewhere warmer.

Quincy

O-oh. Yeah...yeah. It's, it's uh... away a 15 minute walk from here.

Anton

Can I take you there by my car?

Quincy

O-okay.

The bigger boy led Quincy to the western side of the parking lot and Quincy remembered that he'd completely forgotten to do something.

Quincy

Ahwuh-wait! Wait!

The guy swiveled his head down to Quincy's face, eyes flitting up and down looking as if he's checking why Quincy made that abrupt halt. It made him feel guilty when he saw he'd worried him for a second there.

Quincy

I haven't fed the, the k-kittens. Lady just gave birth to a litter of 6, 10 days ago and I'm their second parent, they think I'm their mother too. I give them baby cat food and tuna for the lady. I can't take them home because Aunt Fi has a serious allergy c-case but, but I can't leave them alone! I brought a blanket and I'm not going to hurt them! I promise.

He suddenly teared up and he took a deep breath and tried to control the influx of his emotions.

Anton

Let go see your litter then? Lead the way.

Quincy

Sorry... sorry, I b-babble.

Anton

Don't mind. Let's go.

They walked quietly, Quincy's weight still on the other boy. Warmth from that side made Quincy shiver less and he continued sticking to it when it seemed that the boy didn't want to let Quincy cold either. At one time when Quincy moved away, he was swiftly held by his elbows and he was tucked under the a tall shoulder. They walked to the streets heading south. Both secretly liking how warm they are.

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WOOOOOOO. THAT WAS QUITE A LONG ONE! Here's to hoping you didn't find it boring. Another update to wish you all a Happy New Lunar Year! MAY THIS YEAR BE YOURS! Like, share and love! Thank you!