Part 37

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"Stob it.." I mumble helplessly as he plays with the useless flesh of my cheeks.

"I'm sorry I can't help it , there's so mouldable , like play dough." He says smiling at me.

"Or cookie dough." The second voice pipes up.

"Oh yeah now that you mention it cookie dough tastes a lot better." The oldest says giving my poor cheeks one last little poke.

I then feel the two pairs of strong muscular arms wrap around me from the front and back , like I'm the filling in a sandwich.

The warm breath on my neck seems so real for a second I'm almost convinced.

"What are you thinking about?" The youngest asks , his arms curling around me tighter.

I can feel the tears start to prick my eyes

"Just-just how nice this would be if you were both really here." I say , gulping back my sorrow.

"Hey." The oldest says , grabbing my chin in an iron grip. "Me and Kook are always gonna be here for you now." He says kissing my nose.
"After all , who else have you got."

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