Thread: ✗ ✘ øυϯ øƒ cøηϯяøℓ ✘ ✗ [Viktoff Samson & SoTheySay]

The chibi dolls of Shin wore various articles of clothing too, and more appeared each time his field of view would move. They were like perfectly sewn little dolls with their mouths torn open to reveal creepy sharp smiles and insides similar to the red stuff Shin put into her drink. He didn't feel much of a need to tell her that he was feeding her blended human muscle tissue enriched with RC cells. Sure enough, it'd be much easier to help her if she wasn't dying to get a bite of his neighbors. Sadly, he wouldn't apply the same logic to himself. Hungry Hungry! The hallucinations would chant at Shin, and he knew they'd only grow louder and somehow more real if he paid them any attention. Kana is a cute little name. He remarked as she was tossing back the mug of coffee he'd mix for her. The hypocrisy he was willing to put up with to help this strange, incredibly attractive and odd woman was quite astounding. Almost as if an avid smoker would pull his underpants on over his work clothes, don a mask and set out into the night to beat night time smokers into a coma so they'd no longer be smoking. Almost that hypocritical. At the same time he knew the organic cells that make the compound he fed her actually nourishing couldn't last much longer before going bad, so he needed to get rid of it anyway. He did still have plenty to mix her a few more cups, if she felt the need. He mentally remarked how valuable said product should be to him. It was a final gift from a childhood friend before the grief of watching him intentionally refusing to eat grew too great and they could no longer visit him anymore. Mix in the fact that his brain was literally melting down because of his refusal to consume the contents that happened to be in said compound, and it was unreal how much he was giving away to a complete stranger he just met. And yet, Shin didn't care about that idea at all. It was when she spoke up again after turning away that Shin noticed the real change to her voice. She was crying and there was no way she'd be hiding that from him after that burst of a sentence. He asked himself what he should do, and the dolls chanted back about sinking his teeth into her. In truth, if she no longer had a body to grief with, she couldn't really be sad anymore. There was a sick bit of logic to it, a line that the dolls were sure to try and reassure him over. Unable to just sit back and watch her fall apart, Shin had to do something. Kana... He whispered her name, his deeper voice ensuring its path to her ears without him having to be even remotely loud. Wasting no time trying to get her attention further, he stood and kicked his red shoes off before plopping down next to her, one leg behind her as his right foot touched the floor beside him. Shin's large hands were unapologetic, sturdy and steady. They washed over her torso to capture her in his embrace and letting his jacket fall from her shoulders. His arms would pull her body against his as he'd either guide or force her cheek and ear to his softly beating chest. His white t-shirt was a soft cotton and he'd rest his cheek on her head. It's okay. He started, finding the strength to mentally eliminate the annoying dolls and doing so immediately. Just fall apart, you're safe here. He instructed, leaving no room for an argument. His left hand took to her shoulder as his right hand would reach up, careful not to brush her thinly veiled bust, and caress her exposed cheek. You don't need to be ashamed. Just let it out. There will be time to live later. His eyes were pinned toward the television as he watched their glow peering back.