not quite meet the parents

Void stole a glance at Plague as he lowered his massive frame to the ground after a long moment of hesitation. Gloom relaxed ever so slightly as he and Spirit pressed against her sides, but he wasn’t sure he expected her to lift her head from their brother’s soft fur. Just as Void knew Plague to be the Ivory man spoke softly, bearing his heart to these wolves he’d never met. He wanted to help, and Void hoped his own love for him shined through for his siblings to accept the proximity to a stranger. Void looked up lovingly to Plague as he quieted, but turned his expression to Spirit.

His smaller brother nearly broke Void’s heart as he spoke up, trying to help alleviate Plague’s guilt while going on. As long as Plague didn’t take him away. Guilt flooded his heart, Plague knew how much he struggled with the emotion already. The man would do absolutely anything for his siblings, including making the man he loved wait.

”I trust him with my life, Gloom.” He assured her softly, deep voice echoing in his chest as he aimed to nuzzle her neck affectionately. His heart was thudding erratically in his chest, he didn’t know what he would do if he’d been denied this time with Plague. He was always torn between the search and Plague’s handsome features. He always chose his family first, but he wanted Plague so bad.