5/24/2026, 12:47 AM
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You're here for a reason but you don't know why
3-1-3 OC
3-1-3 OC
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Khyan barely had time to breathe before she surged toward him.
The force of it pushed water around them in sharp ripples, cold splashing against his chest, but he didn’t stumble. Instinct took over long before thought did. He caught her immediately, forelegs wrapping around her as she buried herself against his neck, and the second he felt her cling to him something in his chest cracked wide open.
Gods.
The way she held onto him.
Like she had been drowning long before she ever stepped into the water.
His eyes shut briefly as her words hit him, each one sinking deep enough to ache.
I went searching for my everything.
And the gods led me straight to you.
Khyan exhaled shakily against her fur, lowering his head against the side of hers as though he could press himself close enough to shield her from every terrible thing that had ever touched her.
Mi hai trovatohe murmured softly, voice rough around the edges now.
Sono qui
He could feel her heartbeat hammering against his chest, frantic and desperate and perfectly matched to the way his own pulse had begun to race. It made his throat tighten painfully.
When she pleaded with him not to leave again, his grip around her tightened almost immediately.
Not possessive.
Protective.
Certain.
Khyan drew back just enough to look at her, water dripping from his fur, their faces still unbearably close. Her tears looked devastating on her. He hated them instantly.
Ehihe whispered, forehead pressing against hers again before she could pull away into those thoughts.
Non farlo a te stesso.
One paw slid upward carefully along her shoulder, slow and grounding.
Non sto scomparendo
The words came without hesitation. No fear. No uncertainty.
Just truth.
Ti giuro, Idalie, se avrò fiato nel mio corpo, non ti sveglierai mai più da sola.
Emotion burned hot beneath his ribs as he looked at her, and suddenly he understood with terrifying clarity that there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her now. Nothing.
His nose brushed gently against hers, lingering there.
Ti amo troppo per allontanarmi da te.
