Shatt
Houseslave!Matt au
Request from @Evey-M

Matthew stumbled and panted, rushing through the foliage of the forest. He heard the shouting of his masters and their buddies as well as the barking of their dogs.

I can't get caught! They'll kill me! Tears streaked his dirty cheeks and he cried as he tripped. He tumbled down a ravine and landed with a loud splash in the river. The cold, rushing waters pulled him under and tossed him in the current. His lungs burned, screaming for breath.

The current finally, threw him up, breaking the surface. Matthew gasped before being dragged back under.

The screaming and barking was drowned out by the water and got louder as Matthew's head would occationally bob up.

Finally, he could no longer hear them and the river grew calm. Matthew managed to paddle to shore, then dragged himself onto the pebbles and sand. He heaved for breath, digging his fingers into the dirt.

"Who's that?"

"What happened to him?"

"Where'd he come from?"

Hushed voices drew nearer. They weren't quite familiar.

"Wait, stand back."

That voice, however, was familiar.

Matthew weakly opened his eyes and tilted his head up.

"I think I know him..."

A small smile grew on Matthew's face as he spotted the taller man. He changed a little bit, but that could be due to his imprisonment.

"Sh...iro..." Matthew breathed out, vision fading until all of his senses came to a halt and his consciousness faded away.

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"...stay quiet."

"He looks like Pidge!"

"Lance! What did Shiro just say!?"

"Sorry."

"Shh! I think he's waking up!"

Matthew groaned and shifted.

"Hey, buddy." Matthew sighed and opened his eyes. Shiro's soft, gentle voice... What a wonderful sound. "Hey, how do you feel?"

"Sore..." Matthew responded hoarsely. Shiro hummed. "Where... Am I?"

"The hospital." Shiro answered as the woman with white hair shooed everyone out. "I'm so glad we found you, Matthew."

Matthew smiled. "Me, too... That place is hell."

Shiro chuckled and nodded. "I know... I was there for a time. What did they force you to do?"

The younger man huffed and slowly pushed himself up to sit. "I was a fucking maid. I cleaned and cooked for them and couldn't do anything about them slapping my ass if they were horny." Shiro scrunched his nose in disdain. "I couldn't talk at all while there. I would get beat if I so much as whispered a word to a fellow slave."

Shiro reached forward and carded his flesh fingers through Matthew's hair. "You'll be okay, now... You're safe." Matthew looked up into Shiro's grey eyes and nodded. Shiro leaned forward and pressed his lips to Matthew's forehead. "Get some rest, Matt... I'll check on you tomorrow."

"What if they find me?" Matthew snatched Shiro's hand, suddenly feeling panic rise in his chest.

Shiro hummed, then kissed Matthew's knuckles. "They won't... I promise."

Matthew nodded and slowly smiled, relaxing back into the hospital bed. "Okay."

"Rest well. I'll see you, tomorrow."

"Okay..."

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