#also bonus sneak peek of the way i write Red POV (coming soon to f/w/k ch 7)

[foxdrabbles]

how about red trying to get used to physical contact and trying to resist the urge to cut people who come to close? for example giving someone her coat so she can't cut them since her knives are hidden in it ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა

Coat is on the chair, across the room. Knives are in the coat, on the chair. Nothing to hold, nothing to cut, nothing to fidget with. Feels empty, exposed. Feels wrong.

"Hey, Red? Deep breath."

Frostleaf stands, watching. Gently, softly, in the way she does. Breath like she says. In, hold, out. Rest. In, hold. Out, rest.

Frostleaf holds out a hand. Hand for you to take, to touch, without a knife, without danger. This is wrong. This feels wrong.

Take her hand. It's cold. Slowly, guide her, towards your face. Bad. Wrong. Danger danger danger danger -

Contact.

Her fingers are cold, sharp against your cheek.

Other hand twitches. Do not cut do not cut do not cut.

Frostleaf sniffs, looking at you. Is she crying? She's crying. She's blurry now. Are you crying?

She's holding you and both of you are crying.

#RED MY BELOVED #shes trying so so so so so hard and im so proud of her #also bonus sneak peek of the way i write Red POV (coming soon to f/w/k ch 7) #drabbles #asks #arknights #projekt red #frostleaf