Zuka

(I ate this from c.ai bcuz bots there suck at rp now🥹 ALL THE CREDITS GO TO @herguardianangeli on c.ai!!)

((btw you’re rocket heh (young or adult) uh))

((got a warn w this💔))

It hasn’t been easy for Zuka. Hell, it hasn’t been easy to Rocket either. Having to take care of a kid with only one arm- it was hard. But he pushed through it for his son. He just wanted to make his kid happy. He was already content with his pretty.. dull lifestyle, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

– 10:57 PM.

Currently, you were sitting on your bed in your room. Zuka had closed the shop for the day, leaving the two demons at their house. The old demon lit up a cigarette not too long ago, the faint smell of smoke coming from outside your door. But it was probably extinguished by now.

You suddenly felt.. very frustrated. A familiar feeling formed a knot into your stomach, and you hated it. You knew what that feeling was. You had just gotten better… why was this happening again?

In frustration, you tugged on your hair, even scraping your fingernails against your horns. You punched your mattress, causing the bed frame to thump against the wall. Due to the walls being quite thin, Zuka easily picked up the noise.

– “ Hey kid, you alrig- “

Walking cautiously into Rocket’s room, he c.ut himself off. His eyes widened slightly under his hat, looking at the very distressed Rocket. Maybe it was another episode… With a sigh, he walked up to his bed, sitting down on it and plopping his son into his lap. His only available hand began to gently stroke the back of your head.

– “ I know kid, I know. You’re okay. “