^When THEY catch feels^

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by Hat_of_Gren

by Hat_of_Gren

Awawawaaaaaaaa

049's POV

I looked down at my patient, seeing their guts and organs made me reassure something that I wasn't quite sure what I was reassuring myself. I simply shook my head, its been at least 3 weeks since my encounter with that sweet angel that had entered my cell with this disgusting pestilence ridden human.

I could sense her fear, I could sense the plague within her. I could see how she could wrap in my arms, her soft-looking lips. I needed her safe from the other morbid embodiments that laid within this hole of a foundation.

I needed her safe away from the other doctors and guards, I needed her for myself.

I was so lost in thought that I have accidentally cut a vital organ (*COUGH* LIVER *COUGH COUGH*), the blood oozed out onto my glove, reminding me of what I had become obsessed over.

I was basically oozing with the temptation of taking (Y/N) for myself.

1678-A (Unlondon Bobby)

1678-A POV (your bobby's bobby friend)

"Grab more papers and clasp them onto the poles and walls of the buildings, we need to find that girl that entered in here," our commander barked, shoving fliers of what looked to be the snapshot of the horrified girl on the paper, "I need every single troop out there, whether it be newbie or senior. That scientist team of investigators had a group of about 17, so be on it ya hooligans!"

I nodded as I headed off to one of the alleyways, Bobby - 1 (your bobby) was looking down, I couldn't see what he was doing but it seemed as if he was caressing the picture.

"... my sweet dear..." I could hear him mumble, I tilted my head but then went up to him. I was confused about what he was doing with the paper and why he was calling it "dear". So I walked up to him and tapped his shoulder.

"Hey yo dude-"

"GAAH, GOOD SWEET LORD!" He screeched as he stumbled backward, in the process his hat fell off, his bandaged head looked up and saw me, "B-bloody hell! Don't scare me like that again," he commented as he stood up.

"What were you doing with the flier?" I asked, bending down to grab it. But he was quicker and his large paw grappled onto it, he simply shook his head.

"N-nothing, it was nothing." He replied, quickly grabbing his hat and leaving.

Bobby - 1 (your bobby)'s POV

I swiftly paced myself down the streets with other bobbies that weren't assigned to the paper fliers, I rounded around the corner when no one was around.

I looked down at the single crumpled flier in my hands, her face distorted in the wrinkles of the paper.

Why the bloody hell am I like this?

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