OUR KIND OF LOVE

"Where are you going! I'm not done talking to you!" "Just shut up for once!" "Why? Do you find me annoying now? after everything...." A six years old boy was in the verge of tears as he crouched down on the floor, making himself as small as possible in the corner of his room while placing a hand both over his ear in order to tune out the enraged voices of his parents that were fighting once again, but a faint sound of things breaking along with yelling voices still reaches the little boy's ear. Yuki, the name of the boy started waddling towards the bed with his short little legs as he hastily pick up his bunny stuff toy which he had given a cute nick name "Keko" and started talking to it. "Keko...mom and dad are fighting again, is it because of me? because I'm a bad kid?" Tears rolled down the little kid's cherub cheeks, the pevious milky white skin were now tinged with pink as he keeps sniffling. His long thick eye lashes that were wet with tears trembled like butterfly wings. "Keko...please make them stop fighting...I promise I will take my nappy and I will not eat candies again, I will sleep early at night too and I will get a five star from my teacher in school." The stuff toy in Yuki's hands may not respond, but the smiley face on it keeps staring at Yuki with warmth. It feels like Keko was consoling him that everything will be alright and fine, so he should stop crying. The six years old Yuki, blink back tears, his eyelids suddenly felt heavy and the next thing he knew, he fell asleep while hugging Keko tightly. . . . . . . . . . . . . "----ki wake up." "Yuki, it's time to wake up." Yuri slowly opened his eyes and his mom's beautiful face was the first thing he saw after he was fully awake. The woman whom he shares an uncanny resemblance with. "Mom...morning." Yuki mumbled, feeling sluggish as sleep still not leaving his system. His mom greeted him in return and place a soft kiss on his right cheek before telling him to get ready for school and have a breakfast downstairs in which he replied with a lazy yes. After his mom leaves his room, Yuki couldn't help but wonder why did he dreamt of something in the past again. Weird. Yuki mumbled at the back of his head. It's been ten years already and Yuki thought that he had already forgotten about everything of the bitter memories back then, but it seems like some things are easier said than done. Yuki stared at the rabbit stuff toy next to him. He pick it up and a soft smile grace his face. "Good morning, Keko." Yes, it was the rabbit stuff toy who have been with him for as long as Yuki remembers. After putting it down, Yuki quickly do his morning routines before heading downstairs where his loving family awaits him. "Good morning Dad!" Yuki greeted a handsome man in his late forties who was clad in a business suit. His temperament was that of an aristocrat but a warm smile spread on the old man's lips as soon as he saw his youngest. "Good morning Yuki, my sweet sweet child unlike someone I know here." His Dad's eyes then travelled towards the other grumpy teenager on the table who resembles the old man a lot which made Yuki giggles as he thought: The apple really doesn't fall far from the tree. "Good morning, Niisan." Jeonghan uttered behind the male's back as he encircled his arms around the older's neck in a playful manner, before leaning forward and placing a chaste kiss on his older brother's cheek. "Morning, Bub." His older brother Shun, greeted in return. Yuki sit next to his mom as the four of them eat their breakfast in a warm and cozy atmosphere. Looking at each one of them, Yuki couldn't help but smile. He just love his family so much that he wouldn't trade any of them for anything in the world. ***To be continued... (A/N: Niisan is a japanese word and it means "older brother" in english and yes this is a Japanese BL story. 😉)