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tyler's winter coat practically fell off of him, it was too big for him but it was the only coat he had.

he had mittens on too, pink and purple with small rainbows all over and he curled his fingers around the material to keep warm.

his nose was blushed red along with his honey sweet cheeks, his skin paled just in the slightest and there were snowflakes dusting across his dark long eye lashes.

snow crunches underneath his winter boots. he walks delicately like the angel he is and he counts each snowflake that falls on his nose.

moonlight shines on the snow, the air chilly and cool.

He can see his breath, spastically shown in the air, floating about.

he walks into town, under street lamps and by store fronts and people are all over. tiny children clasping their parents hands in the moonlight, he wants a hand to hold too. so he pouts.

he shivers slightly as he makes a turn, he bites on his lips, they're chapped. he uses his teeth to peel at the dryness and he pulls, tugs until he tastes a bit of metal.

white snow continues to fall and he happily smiles as he makes his way home from work. only a few more blocks he reminds himself.

he walks a few more, five to be exact and as he passes a street lamp he runs into someone. little chest hitting the mans arm. "for fucks sake, watch where you're going kid."

"m's-sorry, sir" he whimpers, scared, he backs up slightly with little foot steps.

the man takes a step back, looks him up and down and lets out a quiet huh.

little tyler stands confused, he envelops his arms around himself and he pouts again as the strangers eyes continue to rake up and down his body so he does the same with his large doe ones.

red hair, nose ring, stupid leather jacket and a cigarette snug between pink lips which had since settled into a smirk.

bad.

tyler doesn't like him.

"what's your name pretty thing?" raspy voice tyler notes. smoke billows from the strangers mouth and tyler backs up when he takes step towards him.

"i've got'ta go." he says quietly, pushing past the man. his cheeks stained rosace.

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