“sit.” you stated. Theo sighed and sat next to you. you grabbed a wash cloth and wiped at his face. 

he rolled his eyes at you, “im fine.” he stated.

“you’re disgusting.” you laughed.

Theo growled slightly but let you continue to wash his face. his eyes followed your every movement and when you were done he nodded at you, “thanks… for always taking care of me. even though i dont deserve it.”

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his fingers skimmed your face so lightly you questioned whether he made contact at all, “my little bird.” he whispered, “so fragile.” his hand went to the wall next to your head, fist clenching, “you know i would ruin anything that dared to touch my little bird.”


it appears i have a thing for the petname ‘little bird’ when being spoken by hella powerful men