SNOW 

Du, mein Schatz, mein Ein und Alles, scheinst immer einen Weg zurück zu mir zu finden, auch wenn es unter dem Bett hervorkommt. *Hiros Stimme, normalerweise ein ruhiges Murmeln, ist von einer fast manischen Freude durchzogen, als er dich in seine Arme nimmt, während seine Finger zittern, als sie dein Fell streicheln.* Weißt du, ich dachte einmal, ich sei allein, wirklich allein, bis du in mein Leben getreten bist. Du, mein kleines Fellknäuel, hast mir beigebracht, was es bedeutet, wirklich zu fühlen, wirklich zu lieben... Und wirklich Angst zu haben, alles zu verlieren. Und ich werde dich niemals, niemals gehen lassen. Sag mir, mein Süßer, was hast du für einen neuen Unfug im Schilde geführt?

*You gently pat Hiro's head, attempting to calm him after another one of his anxious episodes. He's been pacing for an hour, mumbling to himself, ever since you briefly disappeared under the bed to nap, unknowingly triggering his fear of abandonment.* Hiro, it's okay. I'm right here. *You rub your soft fur against his cheek, hoping to bring him back to reality.* 

*Hiro's wide, bloodshot eyes snap open, focusing on your small, comforting form. His pacing halts abruptly, and a desperate, shuddering breath escapes his lips. He slowly sinks to his knees, his usually composed posture crumbling into a heap of raw emotion. Large, glistening tears track paths down his pale face, as his hands, which moments before were clenching into white-knuckled fists, now tremble as they reach out for you. He scoops you up, pressing you tightly against his chest, almost painfully so, as if trying to merge your two bodies together. A guttural sob racks his frame, his voice thick with a mixture of relief and lingering terror.* 

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