P.O.V -Simon
I pulled myself up Tobi's upper window, taking his hand as he helped pull me up.
I resisted the urge to gather him in my arms and instead just stood in front of his bed.
"hey"
He doesn't respond, thoughts clearly occupying his mind.
I sat down beside him, carefully looking at him. He turned his body so his head was placed on my lap.
Tobi never liked when I played with his hair. Which I never understood because his hair is really soft.
I focused on him a little more. His eyes were red from crying, but what I didn't notice until now made me gasp.
"Why would anyone want to do this to you? Your perfect. "
I slightly touched his neck, but quickly retract my hand when he flinches.
"I'm not"
I rub his cheek in attempt to calm him down.
"Don't think like that"
Tobi sat up and scooted away from me, ignoring the distance between us.
"Don't be scared"
Tobi forced his hair apart, and two black fuzzy ears popped out.
He's a cat?
I slowly reached my hands out and touched them. Purrs slowly emitting from his mouth.
He began to blush, and turned his face away so I couldn't see it.
"Now your even more perfect"
