Ariya
"We're home." I glanced to my left to see Khyson coming in with a hand on Rylans back.
"Hi." I smiled.
"Mama! Today we watched a caterpillar turn into a butterfly!" He jumped onto the couch beside me before I wrapped my arms around him while kissing his forehead.
"You don't have to cook today, Khyson. You've been working you all week." I stood up with Rylan on my hip as he sighed while kicking his shoes off.
"I'll help, it beats eating a TV dinner alone." I smiled to myself before he detached himself from my hip and ran into his room.
"That must get depressing." I lowly chuckled before stepping into the kitchen.
"Yeah it does."
"You still make pasta?" I asked him.
"You mean my special-"
"Yes! I used to love when you cooked for me! Oh my god!" I quickly cut him off as he smiled at me, causing his dimples to pop on his cheeks. I smiled at his reaction.
"I'll be happy to make it for you.. again."
"I'd be happy if you cooked that for me, again." I smiled.
"Remember when we had that picnic on the doc, that has still remained to be the nicest picnic I've ever had." I boosted myself up onto the counter and watched him dice the vegetables.
"I don't think anything will top that, I wonder if the doc is still there?"
"You ever went back?" I spoke softly.
"After I left, no.."
"You ever think about going back?"
"I have.. I just feel like if I did it would be to relive the feeling but the feeling would just.. it wouldn't be there anymore." He nodded in honesty.
"It was such a good time for us wasn't it?" I smiled to myself, remembering the moments we shared.
"It really was."
The next couple minutes we're silent, very silent. I tentatively watched him fill a pot of water and place it on the stove, turning the silver knob while the fire ignited on the old stove.
"You ever think about moving out of here?" He asked, keeping his back to me.
"I'm still saving, if I do end up moving I want us to stay, I don't wanna keep moving Rylan around. I want it to be a nice house, nice neighborhood with nice neighbors." I crossed my ankles to stop the swinging as he smiled at me after turning around.
"If you need any mon-"
"Khyson." I warned him.
"I'm just saying." He shrugged.
"You know I'm not gonna take your money." I sighed.
"You're really stubborn."
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RomanceWhy are you doing this?" I whispered, my head dropped to the floor as the floor began to blur with my tears. "Pardon?" "Please stop, Khyson." "Ms. Kingston, if this is some sort of joke you are not very amusing." "How can you just sit here! Sit...