Young Gods ↣ Bronnor ◦ Trames

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A/N: So this is my new Bronnor/Trames story, it will be from Con's POV and i'm v v excited to get this started

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"Have I ever told you how your mom and I met?"

My dad spoke as I walked into the kitchen from our back yard.

I held a wounded bird in my hand and walked to the sink to try to fix up it's wing.

"No you havent', we never speak of mom remember?"

I spoke out as I turned towards my dad.

He smiled a weak smile as he read over a letter.

"Well it's time we do"

"Can I take care of this little guy first?"

I asked while exanimating the bird.

My dad smiled.

"Sure kiddo"

I rolled my eyes.

Kiddo, I'm 17. I'm not a kid anymore.

I loved my dad though, I never knew my mom.

He raised me all my life, we had made the rule to never talk about my mom.

Of course I was curious but I held to myself and decided not to speak up about it like we had agreed.

I took some band aid and taped up the bird's wing after I had disinfected it and walked outside to set the bird carefully down on the little fountain we had.

I always loved our garden, our house wasn't the biggest, it didn't have to be because it was only me and my dad.

Our garden was always my little get-away.

It had a little patio and was covered in grass for the rest.

A few trees were placed carefully, creating a forest feel.

It also had a swing attached to one tree, I always sat on it whenever I wanted to think or was feeling sad.

It was my little palace and I loved it.

Still do.

So do the animals, I can't remember a time when there weren't animals in it.

Birds and squirrels were always to be found.

I took a deep breath before walking back into our kitchen.

"You remind me of her you know?"

I hummed as I took an apple and sat across from my father.

"Your mother didn't leave us just because Con. She had to"

I had come to a point in my life that I didn't really care about her anymore.

But like I wasn't angry with her either.

I never knew her so why would I?

I took a bite from my apple as I looked at my dad, waiting for him to start of his story.

"We met in a park, I was going out with some of my friends and I was kind of tipsy"

He seemed to beam up at the memory.

"We were walking out of a club and were going to the next one.

As we walked we came across a little park, that was where I first saw your mother.

She had a deer standing next to her, the floor was crowded with birds as she threw them bread with the biggest smile ever on her face. She lit up the world Connor