He spirals into his thoughts constantly. His anxiety and depression eat him up. His nights are restless and consumed by nightmares. Sometimes he feels like there is only one way out…a permanent way out.

   He is meant to protect and soothe his charge. Give hope at the end of the tunnel, but he misses this until it is almost too late. Until he has to take on his human form to protect the other.

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  This has no ship yet, I can't figure out which one would be best. I do have one in mind, but I'm not sure.

   If I do write this story, it won't be upbeat for the most part. I don't know if it will end happy.

   ...there is like a 60:40 chance of it ending either way. 60 being sad ending and 40 being happy.