[ bad romance / joining ]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Aurum had been resting, when the frantic voice of Whisper reached his ears, causing him to shift from where he was laying on the porch of his home. He was still in his tigon body, despite the children having been born and fed already, mostly just due to a sense of exhaustion. Even though everything had gone well, having and raising children was hardly what anyone could consider to be easy. The tiredness was nearly enough to cause Aurum to remain rooted in place, even as his lover called for him, but he fought through it, getting to his feet and heading for the border, where the other was. Once he stood in front of the other male, he hesitated before saying softly, "Oh... hello. I'm... I'm guessing you heard about the kids?" He didn't have anxiety in his voice over the tiger formerly known as Draekon getting caught – considering he had changed so much and was in an entirely new, unfamiliar body – but more over having to deal with the fact that he had hidden his babies away, until now.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM

#psychosocial.