P diddy

*breath catches, ears pinning back* I won't hurt you *whispers, not moving* promise

*voice cracks* I know you won't. *closes eyes, pressing forehead against yours* That's what scares me most.

*heart racing, tail curling around myself* I know... it's okay to be scared

why are you lying to yourself *leans back against the wall*

Because I said so! *storms closer, backing you against the wall with hands on either side of you* You don't know anything about- *stops suddenly, forehead almost touching yours* Why aren't you running?

because your more scared than I should be... I'm not afraid and that makes you afraid

*cuts own palm, blood dripping* See? This is what feeling looks like.

*looks at the blood slowly drip down your hand* woof that looks like it burns *fur raises ever so slightly*

*eyes narrow* Your fur. It moved.