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Are you able to do over protective Dan heng x child reader platonic??? Like what if the child reader accidentally got hurt or severely injured
(The reader can be any gender)
the guard.
summary. dan heng has never been one to let those he loves get hurt.
trigger & content warnings. vaguely implied spoilers for dan heng's backstory (but only if you squint), mild blood, depictions of injury.
tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, slight angst. dan heng & child!reader. 0.5k words. they/them pronouns used for reader.
author's thoughts. i am practicing writing shorter reqs!! my inbox is SOOOO full tbh LMAOOO so i'm trying to learn to write shorter works so i can post more often again. this request became very found family like.... really quickly. sorry anon. i could not help it PLEALDJEKDHJG /lh
"Big brother!"
Dan Heng's eyes snapped in their direction at the painful cry they let out, and his lips pulled back into a scowl.
Blood.
There wasn't a lot of it, but against the snowy backdrop of Belobog, it wasn't exactly difficult to see, either. Their blood coated their little hands as they reached down to their wounded leg instinctively, trying to grasp at or clutch their wound as if that would somehow lessen the throbbing, aching sensating striking up and down their limb with any wrong movements they made. They curled into themselves pitifully.
With a practiced, skillful flick of his arm, he decimated what remained of the Fragmentum monsters surrounding him and rushed in their direction. He payed no mind to the few monsters that remained; he merely scooped them up into his strong arms and darted away from the battle entirely.
As much as something hidden away deep inside him snarled and hissed and demanded that he turn back and destroy what dared lay hands on the hiccuping, sobbing child in his arms... it wasn't worth it. It was not worth his time, not when someone so dear to him was in pain.
No, it was not worth his time nor his energy.
"You're okay," he murmured (and perhaps it was more to reassure himself than it was to reassure them), one hand gingerly caressing the back of their head. They wept into his neck, hands clawing at his clothes and shoulders. It was as if they sought to ground themselves—to grit their teeth and calm themselves down, despite the agony they were in. "You're okay."
"It hurts," they cried, face twisting into a grimace whenever Dan Heng moved a little too fast or jolted his body—and subsequenly, theirs—a little too sharply.
His eyes flickered down to them for a brief moment.
Dan Heng could swear he felt his heart halt in his chest at the sight of their expression. It made him all the more determined to get them back onto the Express as quickly as he possibly could.
"...I know," he murmured. "I know, [Name]. Just breathe. We'll be on the Express soon."
They nodded weakly against his shoulder, sniffling.
His grip on their fragile body only seemed to tighten.
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Dan Heng had failed them.
He, who had never been the type of person to allow harm to befall his loved ones, had failed them.
Though their wound had been treated, though they no longer appeared to be in pain, he still failed. It was difficult for him not to fixate on those things when he was sitting right next to their bed. They looked tired. He should have done better. He should have—
"Dan Heng?" their quiet, timid voice squeaked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"...What is it?"
"Can you stay with me tonight?" Their fingers anxiously fidgeted with their blanket as they turned their face towards him. "I'm scared."
"Of what?"
"Those monsters. What if they come back to get me..?"
"They won't get you here," he reassured quietly, calmly, "...but I'll stay, if that makes you feel any better."
Through the dim lighting, Dan Heng could make out the big smile spreading across their face.
Somehow, the concerns in his mind dissipated all at once.
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