Chapter 8

18.9K 737 868
                                    

No one's POV

A knock on the door was heard and Y/n made her way to the door. She opened the door and saw a man wearing a blue moving uniform and a moving truck behind him. He smiled at Y/n, who returned the gesture.

"Ms. Miyamoto, I presume?" The man said, pulling a clipboard from behind his back.

"Yes, that's me," Y/n said, shifting the weight from one leg to another. The man nodded.

"Great. I'll need you to sign a few papers and then we can start loading your belongings into the truck." The man said, handing a small stack of papers to Y/n. She nodded and invited the man and his co-workers inside so they could start moving the furniture and boxes. At the same time, Y/n asked Kaito and Kaisai to start putting the smaller boxes and belongings in the car.

The man approached Y/n, a list in his hand.

"Ms. Miyamoto, I just want go over the list you gave me. So the furniture you want to donate includes one Queen Bed, Two Full Extra Large Beds, A glass dining table..." The man continued as Y/n kept confirming the list. The truth was Y/n paid to get the new apartment decorated with new furniture. But she was going to surprise Kaisai and Kaito with that news.

The only things that were going to be kept were dishes, family heirlooms such as china plates, clothes, and other things like that.

After about 3 hours, the truck was almost filled up with their belongings, and Kaisai and Kaito were in the car, waiting for Y/n to exit the house. In the house, Y/n was just walking around the house, looking around one more time. She was going to miss the house. This house was the first house she bought and the house that she raised the kids in.

But of course, she was happy that she finally saved enough money to buy a nice apartment for her and the boys. It may be expensive but with all the benefits the place had to offer, it was worth it.

Y/n walked back downstairs and took one last glance at the house she grew to love. She sighed and walked out of the door and locked it. She entered the car and saw Kaito and Kaisai arguing over the front seat.

"You had it last time, you dickface!" Kaito screeched, pointing accusingly.

Kaisai just shrugged and smirked at his younger brother.

"I'm the oldest, which means the front seat is mine." He said calmly. He looked over and saw Y/n giving them a 'Please shut the fuck up before I throw you into next week' look. They paled and quickly shut their mouths.

"Thank you," Y/n said, starting up the car. The small family had to leave before the movers arrived at the complex so they could pick up the keys and find their new home. So they left while the movers were just finishing up packing their stuff.

"So what does this apartment look like?" Kaisai asked, connecting his phone to the car to play music.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out," Y/n said, turning the car onto a busy street. Kaisai groaned in annoyance and opened his phone, scrolling through his playlist.

"I swear to Jesus Christ himself if you play some shitty music, I will make myself an only child." Kaito threatened, glaring at his brother. Kaisai rolled his eyes and decided to go to Safari to get good song suggestions. He was about to type something when something started playing in the car. It sounded like drums and had a slow beat. Kaisai quickly swiped up, taking him back to the home screen.

Everyone was silent for a bit. Then, Kaito bursts out laughing, clutching his stomach. He would've fallen out of his seat if it wasn't for his seatbelt.

"DUDE, DON'T TELL ME WHAT I THINK THAT WAS!" He yelled, pissing his pants laughing. Y/n starred at her son, whose face was bright red from embarrassment.

𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 (𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚄𝚙 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)Where stories live. Discover now