BBS One Shots! (OLD VERSION)

Forever and Always

Craig and Evan: 3 years old    Arlan: 14 years old

"I'm glad that we got them out of there! That place was a complete mess!" Brock said as he looked down at the two three-year olds in his arms and looked at the teen that they rescued from the orphanage as well, He had short black hair with brown eyes, his clothes ragged and torn.

"Thank god we made it fast enough!" Brock's husband, Brian, huffed as he held the Latino teen's hand. Brock and Brian have been married for four years now and they decided that they should adopt. They searched up the closest orphanage to them and when they got there, the place was terrible.

The three-year olds were on the floor crying their eyes out. The Latino teen was knocked out cold on the floor, bruises on every inch of his body. The lady that was supposedly taking care of the three, was sitting at her desk, not caring at all

"What's your name, darling?" Brock asked softly to the man. "U-um, A-arlan." The teen, Arlan, stuttered, looking down at his feet. "Nice to meet you! I'm Brock and this is Brian! Do you know if these two cuties are able to talk yet. 

Arlan shook his head. "N-no." Brian was so pissed, he could punch someone. As they made it to the car, they realized, "There's only one car seat. What are we gonna do?" Brock asked worriedly. Truthfully, they were planning to get one child but after they saw the state the three were in, they decided to take them all.

"How about you four can sit in the back. Brock, you can put Craig in the car seat and sit Evan in your lap, that way Arlan can lean on your shoulder and sleep." They all agreed to it. As they all settled in the car, Brock noticed that Arlan looked pained as he sat down.

"Arlan, dear, are you okay?" Arlan shook his head. "M-my butt h-hurts.." he mumbled softly, looking down at his feet nervously. "Arlan,  what happened back at the orphanage?  You  can tell me. I promise I won't be mad or disgusted." Brock said softly.

Arlan didn't say anything. He just let out a sob. "Oh my goodness...they did that to you..Brian..." Brock had tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged Arlan tightly, careful not to squish Evan. "It's okay. Don't cry. You're safe now with us." 

Ten minutes later, Arlan finally fell asleep. "I can't believe that he got raped. At such a young age too. Who know how long its happened. But, let's make a promise," Brock placed a kiss on all three of the children's forehead. "No matter what, we will love them forever and always. Through the happy and sad times. Even if they don't love us when they get older, we'll still love them forever and always."

Brian smiled as he looked in the rear view mirror. "Yeah. Forever and always."

(Should I continue this?)