✨️Porchay, a young university student, is taking the job of watching over the young Saphyr in a house where warmth is more hidden than anything. A tenderness Porchay got from his brother and that will surprise more than he can even think Kim, the la...
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"I hope that you won't mind me coming with my brother?" Porsche asks, eyeing from head to toe the tall man who didn't even stand up to welcome them.
"I guess, I don't." The man smiles funnily.
Porsche doesn't like him. Porchay is just not minding him.
The young boy wasn't sure if his brother coming was a good idea but he feels so much reassured right now that he knows that accepting his presence was the bestest thing he ever did.
Babysitting shouldn't be in this type of huge house, with a garden bigger than a whole park and men in black just standing around the house as if anything dangerous can happen at any time.
Porchay wasn't aware of this, he just saw an opportunity online, he wanted to work, he needed to work and he wanted to help. It came to his mind early that his brother was exhausting himself for them, that they were in need of money and that their life wasn't the easiest. It causes the child to not have snacks to share, or to not participate in some activities, but Porchay never complained, he never did and swallowed down his tears, because his Hia, his Porsche was already doing way more than an only human should do to survive.
He understood that this wasn't just a babysitting at a normal place, but he didn't think that it would look so cold and so loveless inside.
He isn't ready to meet this child, if he can even pass the first interview.
"Sit down." The man says with a dramatic move of his arm.
And this sofa is burning their asses, burning because they don't feel as if they have any rights to let their clothes just touch this fabric. It feels awful how the difference in their life is clearly defined.
"Let's be fast. We need someone to keep company to my nephew."
"I am Porsche and my brother is called Porchay, thanks for asking." He spits, a little annoyed. "Can we know why the parents aren't the one to talk with us?"
"Tankhun." He chuckles mischievously. "Listen, my brother is really busy and he doesn't have this time, but he can trust his big brother."
"Where is the mother?" Porsche still continues, he is determined to know where Porchay will work. He already had a hard time to accept that his brother will work, he didn't want him to do this, to mix university and exhaustion but he knows his little one better than this, he knows that Porchay would have done it, even if he didn't agree, it is safer to be part of this decision than it to stay a secret for Porsche.
"She doesn't exist. Don't look at me like this, she really just let the child to my brother, to us. My nephew did nothing wrong...but yes parenting isn't the best in our family..."
"And why...why should I keep company to the child? "Porchay asks. It isn't the way that he is defining babysitting, just being a company, not clearly taking care, something feels weird about the way it was phrased. The way this man is just talking nonchalantly about this situation, it just is intensely different from the way Porsche treated Porchay and even if every brotherhood and families are not the same, he needs to know where he is going to stay some hours every week.
