Seven's POV
"I... Killed him,"
Did I hear him say he killed that bastard? I look at my sleeping baby curled in my arms. Can this little ball of sunshine be capable of doing it? Who am I to judge though? As they always say, desperate time calls for desperate measures. And if I were him, I will do the same.
But I am so fucking curious about how he did it. I guess I'll just wait for him to wake up.
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Seven is gently rocking his body as he cuddles Aerith. His eyes are closed but his mind is running wild. He opened his eyes when he felt a presence.
He saw Mr. V standing in front of him. The latter reached out for Aerith's forehead and swiped the hair that sticking to it. Seven is observing the middle-aged man.
"He cried again," Mr. V said. "Did he tell you everything?" he added still looking at his son.
"Not yet," Seven answered.
Mr. V nodded, "Up to what have you heard?"
"He killed that bastard," Seven stated.
This time, Mr. V looked at him. He's studying Seven. The latter know it.
"It will not change my feelings for your son," Seven answered the silent question.
A subtle smile formed on Mr. V's face. "Very well. I believe you wanted to know the rest, but first, let's take my son to his room,"
Mr. V lets Seven carry his son and just guided him to Aerith's room.
"Let's talk in my study. Aerith will most likely wake up in the morning," Mr. V told Seven.
They both kissed goodnight the sleeping man before they head out.
They are now seated facing each other. Earlier, the party ended since it wasn't a big one.
The door opened and Kylo entered, "Mr. V, the Laviens left the mansion after checking up on Aerith,"
"I see. Please watch our Aerith in the meantime," Mr. V answered.
Kylo bowed and excused himself. Seven was just observing the whole time.
"Kylo and the rest are not only Aerith's friends but bodyguards as well," Mr. V told him.
"I see,"
"But don't treat them less because, to Aerith, they are his brothers as well," he warned.
"Noted, so, shall we start?" Seven said.
Mr. V sighed and unbuttoned his suit.
"What my son said is the truth. He did kill that son of a bitch," started.
"He was just 7, right?" Seven asked.
Nodding, "Yes. One of our bondings is target shooting and he's good at it," Mr. V bragged.
"When that fucker tried to hurt him by doing the same to him, that's the moment I arrived. All I see was red. The want, the need to end that low life was the only thing that runs through my head," Mr. V clenched his fists.
"Aerith regained his senses and went to his mom. I was battling with that person that I didn't notice Aerith leaving the room to get my gun. That time, that bastard was hovering over me. I was about to tackle him to reverse our position when a gunshot filled the room," he paused.
"Aerith shot him at the back of his head. See this scar?" Mr. V showed his left hand. (The side from the pinky to the wrist)
"It was a graze from it. That nurse's body fell on me. I pushed him away from my body to check my son," He took a deep breath.
