#Capture

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A Capture

“Whumpee-” A voice called out through the busy public building main hall, “We’ve all been looking for you. You know you’re not supposed to be here…” The officer called across the din in a tone distinctly like chiding a small child. One that says, you should know better, shouldn’t you?

No… he wasn’t supposed to be here- he was supposed to be in his cell miles away, but- but they had to get out and come find someone who would listen- Someone who would-

“Whumpee, it’s alright. You’re not in trouble. You just got lost but now we will get you back home where you belong, isn’t that right.” He saw the officers now, by the entrance, eyes trained on him as they weaved through the morning traffic of people to get closer.

No, no, no, no- not before they-

Whumpee darted up the large marble staircase, people broke their paths to let him through the busy workday morning thoroughfare.

“He’s going for the second floor- go up the back to head him off!”

All of the doors looked the same, the lights pulsated as he tried to remember which one was the right office.

Suddenly that voice was right behind him, “Whumpee- you don’t need to make this difficult.”

How had they followed so quickly? There were three officers closing in. With a crushing sensation in his chest he realized there were no exits… People had stopped, they were all watching.

Whumpee turned then and pressed his back against the wall, mute.

“See, it’s alright-” Each of the men were holding their hands outstretched like they were going to calm an animal. One of them had the standard hospital restraints in his grip.

“-You’re going to be a good boy and behave. And come along quietly. Then maybe you can have an ice cream if you’re really good-”

There were so many people stopped and watching.

They came closer and closer but he was trapped, he had no where to go- he couldn’t- he wouldn’t- fight them. Whumpee finally cried out, “No- no!” right as the first hand grabbed him.

He didn’t fight but they forced him down to the ground. The marble was cool on his face.

They used the hospital restraints, a leather belt with the cuffs to secure him. If they’d have asked, he could have told them he wasn’t going to be violent. He would have gone without the restraints. But they didn’t. No one ever did.

With one man holding each arm they guided/ dragged him back down that stately marble staircase of the government building, this time the crowd was still as they watched. There were so many people. Whumpee kept their eyes down to not see anyone’s faces, it was more than they could bear.

“Of all of the places to run to… you sure picked an odd destination…” One of the officers commented.

“Made it easy to catch him. Next time try the forest or something, kid, you’d have better chances.” They all chuckled.

Whumpee hung his head low as they exited the building and more and more people paused in their tracks to watch the procession to the police car. He still had his hospital uniform on. White that stood out and looked so out of place among all of the people in suits and dresses. What had he been thinking? How could it ever have worked? All of that work to escape for nothing, foolish.

The terrible crushing sensation in his chest of humiliation was so much worse out here in the world where normal people were laying witness to his misery. They all watched unabashedly as the officers none too gently directed him into the back of the patrol car.

None of them knew he had gone there for help. They only saw a crazed escapee who would be punished for his actions. Well done to the officers who apprehended him so quickly, didn’t even give him the chance to resist…

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Prompt #3523

"They left you behind. They knew we would catch you, and they left you anyway."

"They'll rescue me," the villain argued. "They know you don't kill people, so I'll be alive for them to rescue. I just have to wait."

"It's already been 72 hours. How much longer are you going to wait?"

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Prompt 24 - Capture

@jegulus-microfic December 24, Word count 586

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Regulus glowered at the pair of them. Had James planned this? Was his plan to make him part of his ridiculous pranks? Was Sirius in on it? 

Regulus turned to storm away, but James’s hand shot out and wrapped around his wrist, stopping him. Regulus’s head snapped in James’s direction, ready to demand he release him. Regulus paused when he saw the pleading look in James’s eyes. He let his shoulders relax and watched as James’s chest expanded with a shuddering breath. 

“I’m not ashamed of you, love,” James said earnestly, shocking both Regulus and Peter by the looks of it. “We’re just getting to know each other, but I think it’s serious,” 

“Mate, that’s Regulus,” Peter snickered, interrupting James before he could say more. Regulus rolled his eyes, and James groaned. Apparently, his brother was still using that tired joke. 

“Peter,” James sighed. 

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. So… Are we telling Sirius, or is it a secret?” Regulus felt a wave of cold rush through him. Sirius wouldn’t react well. They hated each other and the fact that James was not only his best friend but a boy as well. They’d both heard the spiteful hate their parents spouted about that. He was sure Sirius would say the same as they had. 

“Not yet. It’s still so new and, well, you know, Sirius,” James joked, trying to lighten the mood. Peter nodded knowingly, and something passed between the two Gryffindors that Regulus didn’t understand, and then Peter was smiling at him, and honestly, that was the worst part of this whole ordeal. He did not need people looking at him like he was adorable or something. 

He was planning on spitting out something scathing when they heard the scuff of a shoe. 

“Filch! Quick run!” James hissed. He dragged Regulus to the left, and Peter went right. Regulus looked over his shoulder after a few steps, and Peter was gone. He didn’t have time to ponder on it when James pulled him behind another tapestry. This really was becoming a common occurrence, not that he was complaining. 

James took a ratty-looking scrap of parchment out and held it up to the sliver of light coming in from around the edges of the tapestry and let out a relieved sigh. “He’s gone the other way; we should be safe to go in a minute,” Regulus tried to get a better look at the parchment, but James hurriedly stuffed it back in his pocket. 

“What’s that?” Regulus asked, far too curious. James stiffened beside him. “Let me guess, it’s one of those secrets you have with my brother that I’m not allowed to know about?”

“I’m sorry. I want to show it to you, I really do, but Sirius, Remus and Peter would all have to be alright with it and…” Regulus sighed, deciding to let it go for now. He realised how closely they were standing together again, and flashes of their last encounter played behind his eyes. James must have been thinking the same thing as his next breath came out ragged. Regulus leaned up on his tiptoes to capture James’s lips. 

James wrapped his arms around him and drew him closer. Regulus thought about James’s words to Peter. He was right. This did feel like it was about to get serious, and he didn’t know whether he should be elated or scared shitless. All thoughts were swiped away when James’s hand snuck under his shirt, and Regulus’s attention was wholly focused on James.  

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Pinned Down

Premise: A giant pins down a tiny by their stomach no matter how much they writhe and squirm.

Little does tiny Lee know, but his high school bully Core is about to make that the least of his worries.

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"C'mon sweetheart, put some effort into it," the giant - Core - encouraged oh-so-caringly, his grin widening as Lee continued to struggle fruitlessly from beneath his thumb.

Lee pushed hard against the underside of the pad of the digit, arms straining with the effort, but it was for nothing. The giant's - his bully's - his tormentor's - thumb remained pressed firmly against his vulnerable stomach, keeping him pinned to the desk beneath him.

Sweat was beginning to bead along the tiny's brow from the exertion of his efforts, but he needed to escape - fast.

School had only just ended a few minutes ago, which meant that there were still plenty of tinies and actually decent giants roaming the halls to help him. The longer Lee stayed stuck under Core's thumb, though, the more his chances of escaping and finding someone to keep the giant away dwindled down to nothing.

Core rubbed his thumb along Lee's stomach, brushing up against the tiny's ribs and back down over his abdomen, pressing ever so slightly more against the soft, squishy skin.

Lee squirmed in discomfort, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to shove himself forwards to slide out from under the giant's thumb instead of uselessly trying to push his massive finger up, but it didn't work.

His tormentor just laughed, head propped up against his free hand with his elbow resting against the table to support it. His cheek was pressed against his fist, further crinkling his eye, which was already crescented with the force of his too-wide smile.

"Get. Off of me." Lee wheezed up to him, baring his teeth through his panting.

Core only laughed, rubbing another circle against the tiny's stomach that might've tickled if Lee's abdominals weren't already burning from his continuous strain.

His giant captor leaned in, coming closer and closer until his face was only a scant inch from Lee's own, the tiny's eyes going wide and his form still like a hare under a hawk's eye.

"Or what?" the giant breathed, the warm mintiness of his breath gusting out over the tiny trapped beneath his single thumb.

It took Lee too long to find his words, and when he did, he tried and failed to ignore how they trembled. "B-because - I - I'll tell," he strangled out, swallowing forcefully around the quiver in his throat.

Core only laughed, showing off his sharp canines and exhaling another too-warm breath over Lee's trapped body, eyes glittering. "'cause that's worked out so well for you so far," the giant teased, giving a careful yet firm press of his thumb against Lee's stomach that had the tiny gasping and squirming again at the uncomfortable sensation of his organs shifting ever-so-slightly with the force of it.

Almost worse than that, though, was the cold, hard truth to Core's words. Because Lee had tried to speak up about the bullying before. About how Core wouldn't leave him alone even when Lee explicitly requested him to. About how Core would pick him up without permission, carrying him around wherever he wanted and ignoring Lee's cries until they petered off into defeated pleas. About how Core would poke him whenever he felt like it, an action made monumentally different than how it sounded when a single prod from the giant often sent Lee toppling over.

Lee had told of it all. After months of the same treatment, of bearing it with thinned lips and a set jaw, he'd broken down.

And nothing had happened.

Or, well, something had happened: his life turning into a living hell.

He'd thought Core had been bad before, but it was nothing compared to how the giant treated him after.

Before, Core's attentions on him were definitely intrusive, crossing boundaries and disrespecting his autonomy. But at least it wasn't for too long. Just half an hour at most during their free period, where there weren't classes to restrain the giant from acting out. And it wasn't every day either - closer to once or twice a week.

Now, however, Core's presence was constant. Every day of the school week and nearly every hour within that, the giant found some way in which to torment Lee.

And the tiny was soon informed why by the gleeful giant himself.

The principal was Core's father. Not only that, but the man had a not-so-secret disdain for tinies as a whole. Of course nothing would be done about Core's treatment of a single one of them.

It seemed the very proof of as much was what had 'freed' Core to fully letting loose his desires on tormenting his unwilling little tiny.

And Lee hated him for it. Hated Core for his blatant disregard of Lee's autonomy, his person-hood.

It was that sudden, horrible thought that was what made Lee's next words spill free from him in a rush.

Those thoughts were what had Lee making the worst mistake of his short life.

He blurted out, "I'll go to the Dean!" The Dean, who was the only man above the school's principal that had any sway over what happened within the facility. A man - a giant - who was also firmly in support of the protection of tiny rights.

Above him, Core stilled.

Lee stared up at him, wide-eyed, his breath momentarily pausing in his chest as he found himself caught under the giant's gaze.

Core had stilled, yes, but not in the way Lee had. Not like prey under the eyes of a predator.

No, Core's eyes darkened slowly, inexorably, and fell half-lidded. His lips tilted up into a gleefully cruel smirk, and his thumb carefully pressed down just enough for Lee to gasp in fear at the threat.

"We can't have that, now can we?" Core murmured gently, even as his hand moved too fast for Lee to even process, catching the tiny up in the giant's too-warm fist.

"Wh-what?" the tiny forced himself to stutter out, his breath hitching. It was only now, as he stared up into Core's blank eyes that were usually so expressive, that he truly felt the stirrings of complete, irrefutable fear at being within the giant's hold.

"We can't have you go tattling to the Dean," Core obligingly explained, rubbing his thumb against the tiny's cheek despite how Lee tried to squirm away from the intrusive touch. Core clicked his tongue scoldingly, making Lee flinch. "Guess I'll just have to take you with me."

For a second, the tiny didn't process the words. Even when he did, he could only stare up at the giant uncomprehendingly.

Core saw his look - his lack of understanding - and gave a sickeningly sweet coo. "Don't worry, little thing, I'll take good care of you."

Lee's cry of disbelieving, rapid and all-encompassing panic was muffled as he abruptly found himself encased in darkness, the giant's hand still firmly around him and keeping him locked in place.

It dawned on the tiny. He was in Core's pocket. He was in Core's pocket, and he wouldn't be let go.

There was shifting and movement around him, no other acknowledgment to the tiny's trapped form, and the realization was set in stone.

The giant was taking him home, and Lee didn't know if he'd ever escape from it.

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Wuh oh! ;333 oops, I did it again~

(Also I realized I had one borrower OC named Kai, another named Sai, and now this one Lai?? So I changed Lai to Lee XDDDD)

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