341 - A look of help

Alex woke up to the feeling of warmth and the scent of baby oil. He knew he was currently tucked in a bed, and that means he’s indoor. He was sure because the noises weren’t that much compared to when he was held in the barrel, and the fact that there’s a smell of baby oil couldn’t possibly mean anywhere else than a loving home.

‘Unless it’s just a front and they make the room smells like this to lower my guard,’ he thought to himself. He wanted to scoff. ‘They might be nice, especially the big guy. But they’re still my kidnapper. I’m not falling for this.’

There’s a sound of people talking in the background. He couldn’t hear it clearly at first, but as his senses returned to him, he could hear bits and bits that they were talking about him, although faintly.

“…the boy?” a heavy but soft voice asked.

Then he heard Hayate’s voice said. “Oh he’