Luke's pov
" Do you remember our parents? How were they looking like?"
" I know that you don't remember them but I do; Mom was a blonde woman with very green eyes, she had a little beauty spot on her chin. She was beautiful, and always smiling. Dad was a tall man, had good muscles, Blue eyes and dirty brown hair. He always plays with. You like grabbing his hair and making him wince then you throw your salivating kisses on him or when you are hungry you start grabbing mom's shirt to have milk." He laughed
" Wasn't I too violent?" I asked surprised
" No, you were so energetic. You were adorable, we all were laughing at your antics."
" Tell me more about them? What do they used to do? Ever scolded you? Whom do I look like? Only if you could remember that much, you were so small yourself." I asked excited and my excitement turned into a sigh as I realized the probability of him not remembering it at all
" Your eyes are mom's and the color of your hair is dad's... They didn't scold me ever but showed me the right thing instead of what I did wrong. Mom was an accountant and Dad was an architect. And our Dad was always calling us with nicknames while Our mom was in love with calling us with our full names and I learnt to call you Lucas from her. "
I smiled, " So I never got nervous when you both called me by my full name?"
" Never!!! Maybe because your adoptive parents used it that way when they scold you so you got that habit."
" Yeah, Dad was scary at times."
He laughed," All the dads are scary at times."
" I witnessed but I guess ours wasn't."
" No, they were but maybe because we didn't give them a hard time yet."
We didn't get a chance to...
" You were a troublemaker too, one day I was doing my homework and you were in my room pacing here and there then you started grabbing my pants to get attention. So I just lift you up and put you on my lap. you felt bored and grabbed my pen and started drowning in my papers."
" I wasn't making trouble, I was just trying to study!" I defended my baby self
" But you ruined my homework." He raised his eyebrows at me
" I was trying to help you with that to lessen your burden so you could chill in peace!"
" Yeah yeah... I made your ass red that day too and you learnt to not make trouble."
" You did?!" I asked amused
" No of course, once I called you Lucas angrily and you looked at me innocently and smiled, I got that you don't understand shit and all my anger vanished... I picked you up, got the Legos and played with you many other games until you felt tired so I got you your bottle and picked you in my embrace where you rested until you dozed off."
" You were way too smart and responsible for that age!" I said amazed by him
" Yeah and still." He sang," I was 8 or 7 between."
" I really want to go back to time and relive it all with you!" I said sadly
How much I missed!?
" It's okay! I'll tell you everything you want to know... You know Luke, I still can't imagine how you slept the first days after adoption."
" I didn't, mom used to tell me how much trouble I gave them both with everything; I would neither eat nor sleep just cry and yell to the point I got tired enough to doze off. She even took me to a doctor thinking I would cry out in pain due to some malady and all." I told him
