𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 [𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞]

13

6 years later

"Your grandma is having a hard time here you know." the woman said sitting beside the male.
"But she has us, doesn't she? Plus she likes it better living at a farm than living in the middle of Tokyo. And the kiddo seems to like it here two." he said.
"Shinsuke, the kiddo you made needs friends. He might become a stalker like you." the woman started laughing.
"[name] that ain't funny." he said a little annoyed.
"What? Like father like son." she laugh even louder.
"Don't come at me when he will ask what a stalker is." he said.
"He's four and your grandma is such a sweetie, he won't find too soon what a stalker is."
"He has a father like me, what do you mean by he's four?"
"You are such a pain in the ass in your thirties, Shinsuke." she said.
"So you are. You aren't easy to handle either."
"Mommy." the little boy came running to the girl with a piece of paper in his hand "Look what I drew. It's me, you, daddy and granny." he said showing the woman the drawing.
"It's beautiful honey. Do you want to stick it on your room walls?" the female asked.
"Yes, please."
"Good manners deserves an apple pie right?" Shinsuke asked as he lift the boy.
"Can mommy do us apple pie?"
"An apple pie, please." the male corrected him.
"Can mommy do us an apple pie, please?" the small boy asked again making the woman smile.
"Only if your daddy goes out in town to buy ice cream." she poked the boy's nose.
"Ice cream." the boy said smiling.
"Strawberry and vanilla?" the male asked and the boy nodded and the female got closer to the two males.
"Stalker." she whisper to her husband.
"Still not funny, [name]."
"What?" the boy asked confused.
"Your mom keeps calling me a stalker."
"What's a stalker?" the boy asked even more confused as the male let him down.
"Oh, look at the time. I have to hurry so I can get ice cream before the stores close. Bye. I love you." the man quickly said before running away.
"Mommy, what's a stalker?" the boy turned to the female as she felt her head boiling.
"Kita Shinsuke, you motherfucker." she yelled after him.
"What's a motherfucker?" the boy asked.
"Never ask those two questions in front of grandma, okay?" the woman instructed him and he only nodded.

"But, mommy, what's a motherfucker and a stalker?" the boy asked again.
"Your precious father will explain it to you when he will come back home." the woman said smiling "Come on, let's make a poisonous apple pie special for you dad." the woman and the boy laughed.

This is the life I dreamed of.
the both adults though.