DK/Danya Kashin

the year is 2017. December 14th.

Walking around the train station, you often noticed a red-haired schoolboy running back and forth. 8 pm, you boarded your train. It turns out the red-haired boy had a seat next to you, he awkwardly entered your compartment, cleared his throat and huddled in the corner, nervously fiddling with his hands. You wondered why he was wearing an autumn sweater and jeans, and without any clothes.*

• Dude, what are you doing here naked in such cold weather?
  the redhead jerked as soon as you started to tug at him, he immediately grabbed your hands tightly and strongly, almost painfully.
• I, uh, ran away from home, I can't fucking stay there anymore, I went in an unfamiliar direction, I don't know what to do, bitch. Please, find a place for me somewhere, I beg you. I'm ready to get on my knees.
  the guy's body was shaking either from the cold or from nerves, his voice was crooked and shaking. you took pity on him so much that you finally agreed.

2 am, Dania fell asleep right on your lap, while you stroked his red hair, dozing.

Get out of here, you fucking devils