John’s breath stopped for a second, panic racing in his eyes as he stood to, not able to take his eyes off the wound, “We- I- I can heal this, right?” His hands hovered just above the wound, a tiny fear rooted in him that he might make it worse. A familiar fear.
Halo gently takes John's hand. "Yes. But to much healing can hurt you in the process. Be careful." He says gently. He extends his wing to the other, letting John's hand rest on the feathers.
John slowly pushed his healing powers onto the wound, being very careful and delicate as he let the power drain out of him and onto Halo to heal him. John felt exhausted by the time his hand slipped down to his side, but he did the best he could, and at least Halo wasn’t bleeding anymore, “How does it feel now?” John asked, a tiny bit of worry tainting his words.
Halo let's out a soft sigh as his wing is healed. "Thank you, love. That feels much better." He kisses his cheek gently and gently holds the boy in his arms, looking around for someone to claim the child. He was breathing softly and Halo turned slowly in a circle. No one rose to take him. Halo glances at John in worry.
(I cannot stop smiling about this an I’m in the middle of class)
John bit his lip, looking over the child. He was just so cute… Please let at least one of his parents be alive, he shouldn’t be orphaned…. “Does anyone know this child’s parents?” John asked the surrounding people, concern etched in his face.
People shook their head, and Halo looks at John with worry. Halo looks at the young boy, and the small one began to open his eyes, they were different colored. One was crystal blue the other earthen brown.
“Hey,” John said softly, looking at those cute little eyes. He bit his lip, looking at the crowd another time. He took a deep breath, glancing at Halo before returning his gaze to the boy and asking, “What’s your name?”
"Alvor." He says softly, looking at Halo and John. His eyes were filled with curiousity and interest. Halo looks around before looking at Alvor. "Where are your parents?" The younger looks down. "Momma's dead… The monster killed her…" He says softly.
John put his hand over his mouth, worry filling his eyes, “Oh no…” His voice came out little more than a whisper, then he looked to Halo. “Do you think we should…” He didn’t want to ask when the boy was right there, so he whispered as quietly as he could into Halo’s ear, “Do you think we should… watch over him? At least until he finds a more… permanent home?” A secret little selfish part of him was actually… happy, at the idea of having a child to look after. He scolded himself for it, knowing that Alvor was just orphaned.
Halo nods slowly, a small smile crossing his lips. He looks at Alvor before saying softly, "Would you like to stay with me and my fiance, John?" He asks gently. The boy perks and looks at John and Halo. He nods slowly and shyly, looking at them with soft and curious eyes. Halo looks at John. "We have our answer." He says gently.
John’s eyes lit up, but he bit his tongue to keep from smiling. This child’s mother just died… “Well, let’s get you both patched up the rest of the way then,” John said instead, assuming they each probably had at least a few smaller cuts and bruises that he couldn’t heal with his powers, and Alvor’s wing… John leaned closer to Halo. It could’ve been so much worse, and John was infinitely grateful they were okay.
Halo kisses John's cheek gently and hoists Alvor into a more comfortable position in his arms. The boy was so little… He looks at John then towards Natalia. "Could you help us?" He asks his old friend. Natalia nods and swirls her hand. A bandage wraps around Alvors wing and a cloth wraps around Halos back and chest, where he gently places Alvof into the soft cloth, hugging him gently to his chest. "John. Could you carry the supplies you have?" He asks gently, before taking a bag of their things and setting it on his back. The only things left were the wood and blankets.
“Of course,” John replied, but added, “And I can carry the wood and the blankets too,” He grabbed the blankets and hoisted the wood into his arms. Halo already had enough to carry by himself, John would carry as much as he could. Not to mention how cute Alvor is like that… John frowned a little at himself, trying to remind himself they were only supposed to be a temporary home for the child.
Halo nods and spreads his newly healed wings, nodding to John before soaring into the sky. The flight was quiet and they were back home in no time. Halo gently placed Alvor on the bed and began gathering herbs. He makes a paste, a royal purple color and walks towards Alvor, removing the bandage, cleaning the cut and placing the gel on his wound. "This will help your wing heal." He says gently.
“And Halo’s good at healing,” John added as he set the wood and blankets down, “He healed me quite a few times.” He sat on the edge of the bed beside Alvor, careful not to interrupt Halo’s work.
Halo finally manages to place the bandage on his wing in a way that wouldn't hurt him. Alvor looks at Halo shyly and smiles. "Thank you." He says, looking at both of them. Halo smiles assuringly. "It's quite alright, little one." He says gently. He glances at John, taking his hand and kissing his cheek.
John smiled softly, intertwining his fingers with Halo’s as he said, “I’m happy you’re both alright.” He closed his eyes, leaning to lay his head on Halo’s shoulder. He was tired from all the healing that he did, even if it wasn’t that much compared to what Halo did.
Halo kissed his cheek. "You both need rest. I'll go get the other bed prepared." He smiled softly before standing and walking out of the master bedroom. He hummed faintly as he enters the empty room. It was a simple room. A bed, desk, closet, bedside table, etc.
(Hey, btw sorry I’ve been so busy lately and haven’t been replying super quickly >_<)
John smiled at Halo before turning his gaze back to Alvor. He offered a gentle smile, asking softly, “How are you feeling?” He knew it was always terrible to deal with someone close to you dying, and this child was only five years old…
Halo carefully set up the bed and made it as comfortable as possible. He hums softly as he does so, the tune quietly floating through the house.
Alvor glances at John and smiles a small, broken smile. "My wing feels much better." He says quietly. He didn't mention his mother. If you looked carefully there were tint bruises all over his body. Some small cuts here or there.
It's okie! I understand you're busy!//
John made a small smile, but glanced at a cut on Alvor’s arm. He called on the dregs of his powers to be ready at his fingertips. He managed to brighten his smile a little bit more, “Do you wanna see a magic trick?”
Alvor looks up with curiousity glimmering in his mismatched eyes. He beams, "Really? A magic trick?" He asks, his eyes widen with excitement as he glances at the other. "Can I see?"
John smiled wider, then fluttered his hand over Alvor arm, making the cut disappear as he waved his hand over it, adding a little bit of show, “Ta-da,” He grinned at the child, hoping it would make him feel better in some small way.
Alvor watched with curiousity and giggles softly when he pulled away. He stares at his arm for a moment before looking at John with awe. "That's so cool!" He giggles softly.
John smiled, letting out a little chuckle before grnelty scooping Alvor in his arms, “Come on, I’ll bring you to you room,” He stood, the grin still on his face as he held Alvor. He was just so cute… John brought him to the entrance of the spare bedroom with the grin still on his face.
Halo was finishing up when they entered. "Hello you two." He straightens and walks to the both of them, kissing John's cheek and smiling gently at Alvor. "This is what we have for now. I hope its okay." He says gently. Alvors eyes widen at the size of the bedroom.
John set Alvor down on the corner of the bed. “What do you think?” He asked, hoping that he liked it. And secretly hoping that Alvor liked it so much he wanted to stay. No, this was only supposed to be temporary, I’m sure Halo would rather we find a better home for him…
Alvor squeals, instantly running onto the bed and jumping onto it. He giggles and coos. "It's so soft! I really like it!" He smiled. He hops off the bed and rushes towards Halo and John, hugging their legs tightly. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He says happily.
John’s heart warmed at the mere sight of Alvor’s excitement, and when the child hugged his legs- “Awwww!” He crouched, then went as far to kiss the boy’s forehead, “I’m glad you like it.”
Alvor giggles when his forehead is kissed before he kissed John's cheek in return. Halo picks Alvor up and smiles softly. "Are you hungry?" Alvor nods a little.