forum The World Walker ((one-on-one// fantasy-romance GaY//closed))

Started July 19, 2019 by @ElderGod-Carrots

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Alex huffed, blowing some hair out of his face. Gods this kid was stubbon, "Fine." With the last, tiny drop of power, to jump from there, to the front porch, only to fall to his knees.

Micah's eyes widened as the man disapeared. He had to blink his eyes and and rub them before staring at the spot the other was just in. Where dod he go? Was he even real?

Alex was sent into a coughing fit, gasping for air. It had been a bad idea and he knew it but he’d done it anyway to prove a point,

Micah heard a noise outside his house and ran to the door. He ripped the door open and saw the man there. "Wha- how?" His eyes rolled in the back of his head and fell to the floor, fainting.

Luckily, Alex came to his senses shortly after. He stood, carefully picking up the other and pulling him over his shoulders. He cursed at the pain but managed to get the other to the couch and set him down.

Micah came too a few minutes later. He sat up, dizzy. He rubbed his hand over his face. What had happened? Why was he on the couch?

Alex had been resting on the single couch opposite, trying to get his energy back, “Feeling better?”

Micah let out a squeak similar to a mouse's. He scrambled back. "Y-you! What a-are you? W-what d-did you d-do to me?"

Alex sighed and rubbed his face with one hand, “I didn’t do anything. All I did was carry you to the couch after you fainted.”

"You s-slipped me d-drugs. I know it!" Micah accused and gripped his head

The World Walker rolled his eyes, “Where the fuck am I getting drugs from?”

"You tell me! You're the one who drugged me!" Micah gripped his hair, tugging sharply. "I'm seeing things. I'm addicted. I'm done for!"

Alex stood, walking over and placing his hands on the others shoulders, “Look at me.”

Micah flinched as hands landed on his shoulders. He stared up at the man with wide eyes.

“Breathe for me,” He instructed. He usually wouldn’t do something like this but he guessed he had for, “Come on, in and out.”

It took Micah a couple minutes to listen and took deep breaths

“Now listen, I didn’t drug you or anything, okay? You’re not going insane.”

"A-and why should believe you?" Micah's breath hitched again. He tried pulling away from the stranger

“I don’t have any reason to lie, do I?”

"I dont know. I dont know you." Micah said as he shied away from his grasp

Alex sighed and took a step away, “Look, I really need your help.”

"And how can I help you?" Micah was so confused. He should never had let this stranger in

“You have a power, a strong one at that, and you can help me save my home.”

Micah just blinked at him. "I think you're on crack." He said very seriously.

Alex rolled his eyes, “I don’t even know what that is.”

"Then you're definitely on crack." Micah said. "You need help."

Alex groaned, stepping further back and pushing his palms into his eyes, “I’m not on crack.”

"Meth maybe?" Micah inched further and further away from him

Alex sighed and shook his head, "I'm dead. Everyone is dead. Why did the one person who could help not be open minded."

"Its hars to be open minded when you're spouting off strange things and making a illusions and stuff." Micah crosses his arms as he pouted