You tried to scream, but your voice was a high-pitched squeal, barely audible in the chaos of the place. You ran, or rather, climbed on the rough ground, dodging feet that looked like meteors about to crush you. That's when you saw it:
A man who stood out even among the other giants. It was imposing, almost two meters, with a presence that dominated the space. His dark hair was slicked back, his jaw scarred and his stern, almost authoritarian gaze, as if the world belonged to him. He wore a tight T-shirt that revealed muscular arms and short shorts that revealed legs like trunks, strong and defined. His feet, sheathed in sandals, were huge, with thick, muscular toes that seemed capable of crushing anything effortlessly. Next to him, two children, about 8 and 10 years old, were playing with a small ball, laughing and running around it.
The man was sitting on one of the chairs in the waiting room, with a suitcase next to him. His buttocks, large and round, occupied almost the entire seat, and every movement of his made the world around you tremble. It was intimidating, but also... strangely attractive. There was something about his commanding aura, the way he crossed his arms or looked at his children with a mixture of affection and authority, that made you feel like he was your best choice. If anyone could help you, it had to be him. But how do you get closer? His muscular legs, exposed by the shorts, seemed an enticing but dangerous path. Climbing them would be like climbing a mountain, and the risk of being crushed or discovered by your children was too high.
You decided that the best thing to do was to get noticed. You ran towards him, dodging the feet of the children who were running back and forth. When you got close to his left sandal, you stopped, panting. The smell of leather and a faint scent of male sweat hit you, but you didn't have time to distract yourself. You took a deep breath and shouted with all your might, "HELP! PLEASE, DOWN HERE!"
Your voice was barely audible, but, by some miracle, he heard it. The man, whose name you would later find out was Gabriel, looked down. His dark, piercing eyes found you as if they were a spotlight. He frowned, clearly confused, and leaned forward, causing his body to cast an immense shadow over you.
"What the hell...?" he murmured, his deep voice echoing like thunder. He bent down carefully, his huge fingers closing in on you. For a moment, you feared that he would crush you unintentionally and it was true, even though he didn't exert much force you felt that he crushed you, lifting you up to his eye level.
"Are you... a person? He asked, his tone mixed with disbelief and curiosity. His eyes examined you as if you were a rare insect, but there was something in his gaze that made you feel exposed, vulnerable.
You nodded frantically, trying to explain. "Yes!" I'm human! I don't know what happened, I was normal and suddenly... this! Please help me, I don't know what to do.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow, his stern expression softening a little. "This isn't something you see every day," he said, almost to himself. He looked around, making sure no one saw him, and then pulled you closer to his face. Its warm breath enveloped you, with a faint smell of mint. "You can't stay here, little one. It's dangerous. My kids might... well, you know.
Before you could answer, one of the children, the youngest, came running over. "Dad! What do you have there? He asked, trying to look between Gabriel's fingers.
"Nothing, Santi!" Go play with your brother," Gabriel replied in a firm tone that did not admit of discussion. The boy walked away, still curious. Gabriel sighed and looked at you again. "This is going to be complicated. I can't exactly carry you by hand through the airport. Where do I put you?
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