“It’s moments like these when I’m glad you’re a stubborn bastard,” I mumbled against his hot skin. He laughed, the sound of it enveloping me and shielding me from my past pain.
“Winggapo, I’ve learned it from you, remember?”
I snorted and pushed him out of the bathroom. “Yes, always from the best. Why you’ll always be my chibi and I’ll be the senpai.”
We spent the afternoon with the kids and Shishou. Vicks and Stuart had gone out to deal with some tribe matters and get more supplies. With five hungry wolves and two children, we’d run through everything in no time.
Blake and I fell into our old patterns, teasing nii-san every chance we got. Instead of looking at us sternly and ignoring us, Shishou gave as good as he got. It was decided: Vicks and Stuart had changed him. Or had removed h
