𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐝

A little dumb at love.

[name] walked silently towards their gated house, he pulled the lock on the gate and pushed the metal. It released a creaking sound that echoed among the empty dull lit roads, he still couldn't help but think about what happened earlier.

He was now in front of large wooden doors, he bent down and took out a key and pushed open the large doors. The scent of wood and cold quartz filled his nose, he doesn't quite like the mellow smell of the house. He quietly walked to his room as his shoes slightly clicked on the floor, the moon luminating out of the windows and there for kissing his skin.

He'll just hope not to get in trouble or get caught by his parents getting home at this time, he sighed at the feeling of having been walking for hours just to get to his room, he was never ever fond of these long halls. He looked out the window and saw a glimpse of his school, His face went red as he remembered the encounter with the ghost before leaving the school grounds, He shook his head and unknowingly releasing the breath he was holding, He smiled and started heading back to what he was doing previously.

he finally arrived to his room and pried his door open, he finally unlocked it and threw his bag onto the study desk not caring if it scattered around and beneath the desk. He sighed and stretched until he heard quiet pops of his bones.

"That's not very sanitary, Mister."

A womanly and commanding voice echoed around his bedroom. "Wha- who's there?!" [name] demanded and answer and he tried straightening himself. "My, my, [name]. You don't even recognise the voice of your own mother?" she sighed deeply while crossing her legs on the renaissance chair.

"what are you doing here, Mother?" he grumbled while looking at his Mother with a stern look. "Well, I'm here to ask about where you were.Wouldn't a great Mother be concerned for his sons well being?" the woman asked while smiling softly at her son. [name] smiled gently at her back "You looked in love when you were making your way here." she smirked at the boy causing him to look away, "so who's the girl?" [name] deadpanned at his mother "or boy..." she smirked while the other started sweating under her gaze. "That's not what I meant!" [name] then crossed his arms and looked away from his moms gaze.

"oh c'mon, tell me about them!" she excitedly stood and patted her hands on the bed suggesting him to sit with her. He reluctantly sat with her while feeling awkward around his mom "so?"

"Well I-" he was cut off by squealing from his mother "Ma, I haven't even started yet..." he looked at her with a straight face "I'm sorry, i'm just so excited!" she clapped while nodding at him to continue.

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"you guys did that earlier!? and you didn't tell me?" she lightly punched his shoulder while he groaned "Ma.." he flushed embarrassed while his mom hugged him tightly in her arms muffling his protests "don't worry, baby. If he hurts you, you just call your ma. Okay?" she smiled softly at him while patting his hair gently making him stop struggling and leaning in to her touch "I will.. I promise." he buried his head onto her shoulder while she looked down at her son."so that's what got you home late, young love. Reminds me of war."